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And I wondered if the reason I’d never been able to come with any of those faceless men was because I hadn’t loved them. Which was just terrifying. Because I’d been close to that apex with my guys, so many times now. I was pretty sure, if we all got alone together again, that next time I might just—
On stage, volunteers were being told to lie down. Another naked woman, a performer, put a marker, felt-tip down, in her pussy.
As in—she shoved it up there, then clenched it with her pussy muscles. Next, she straddled the shirtless volunteer, crouched down, and began to write on the man’s chest with the marker. The marker clutched in her sex.
I could only blink in astonishment.
That was downright acrobatic. I clenched unintentionally on Bishop’s finger as he began wiggling and thrusting inside me. It made me grab the hem of my own shirt because I had to clutch hold of something—either that or I would have screeched at the delicious spot he was hitting.
And then, oh hell, he added a second of his thick, talented fingers inside me. In such a way that it really bottomed out. As in, he really dug into a spot in my pussy that was along the same wall as my anus, and dear Lord. I knew Bishop was just leaning into the whole rockstar persona when he joked with crowds about worshiping him, but the way he was making me feel—
“Oh God—” I couldn’t help hissing.
Bishop chuckled beside me. “I think it’s time we get her back to the hotel suite.”
I could only nod, biting both my lips to try to keep any other squeaks of pleasure on the inside. On the inside, I admonished myself as Bishop thrust again, hitting multiple spots at the same time— How? How did he know exactly where to—
I hissed in a breath because I wasn’t sure I’d remembered to breathe the last few minutes as the guys spun me around and redirected me towards the exit. Tank had one arm and Bishop the other. Good, because my legs felt like jelly. I leaned into their support and was whisked away towards the door.
We’d only stayed for three acts. I couldn’t believe we were going home now. It felt like we’d just got here. Or maybe that was the edibles talking. Suddenly, I wasn’t actually sure how much time had passed. But with all of their hands on me, I was very excited to go home so I could do more than just watch and squirm.
Bishop teased me the entire way back to the hotel. Whenever he thought there weren’t prying eyes, his hand was giving my ass a squeeze. Or sneaking down the back of my pants.
And then we were being dropped off in front of the hotel. I was suddenly finding it more difficult to walk. I giggled and grabbed for Bishop or Tank—or anybody. I stuck my arms out as I tipped forward, the lights all around dancing and sparkling so so bright.
“Isn’t it all so bright and beautiful?” I swooned into Mason, who grasped hold of my arm, and then leaned right back into me.
When Mason turned his face towards me, it was more relaxed and easier than I’d ever seen it. For once his smile was relaxed.
“It feels so good here,” he said, leaning down to kiss me.” Then his eyes got a little more serious, though they were a bit red. “God, I want you. I’ve wanted you so long. Forever, it feels like.”
Bishop laughed behind us. “Okay, lover boy. How ’bout we get you inside before you start drooling all over the cobblestones.”
He ushered us all inside and I made my way on my funny stump-feeling legs after him. I wasn’t drowsy, it was just like everything felt… extra.
I could smell the mixture of odors on the wind—good smelling food from somewhere, and then the next gust of wind would bring the smell of canal and city, followed by a strong cloud of perfume or cologne every time people passed us by.
“Oh yeah, she’s starting to feel it,” Tank said.
“Yup,” Bishop agreed as we entered the lobby of our five-star hotel.
There were too many things to look at all at once. Yes, I’d glimpsed it when we checked our luggage, but I hadn’t really seen it.
And yeah, I’d tried weed before, a handful of times. But it had been nothing like this. Granted, I’d never tried edibles. And I had grabbed that second waffle.
As the world sparkled around me and I spun in a circle with my arms out, I wasn’t regretting it for a second. The ceiling was so far up. I dipped my head back and still couldn’t see it. Just the huge glass elevator that led up the wide atrium area to the different floors of the hotel.
