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Lying in bed that night, I can't sleep. Garrett’s restless next to me, tossing and turning too. The entire sex-club experience is playing on repeat in my head, and for a moment, I feel like I stepped into an alternate reality.
Every time I close my eyes, I see everything. The woman in the voyeur hall riding that man like a mechanical bull, but not in a gross, orgy porn scene either. It wasn’t meant for anyone else’s enjoyment but their own, and there I stood…watching them. I mean…other people were watching them too. Including two men grinding against each other as they watched.
But nothing about it felt…wrong. Well, okay, it felt a little wrong, but in a…good way?
I flip over again, trying to gather my thoughts into something that makes sense in my head.
“Are you awake?” I whisper.
“I thought you were mad at me,” he mumbles.
“I am, but I have questions.”
With a groan, he turns onto his back and drapes an arm over his eyes. “Ask away.”
“All right, so obviously…people have sex there.”
“Naturally.”
“And up in the VIP area, they just do it out in the open?”
“Only in the VIP room, yes,” he replies like it’s the most normal thing.
“So what’s the craziest thing you’ve seen there?” I ask with excitement.
He chuckles lowly. Then, he makes a face as if he’s thinking hard about it. “Well, we’ve only been open for three months, but we did have a party of five rent the biggest voyeur room a couple weeks ago.”
“Five?”
“Yep. You want to hear the crazy part?”
My eyes widen. “Yes,” I reply eagerly.
“There was only one woman.”
My jaw hangs down again. “Oh my God! Did you watch them?”
He scratches the back of his neck like he’s a little embarrassed. “It was probably the best thing I’ve ever seen.”
I laugh even louder, slapping him on the arm. “You perv!”
“What? It’s literally my job! And why am I a perv if they clearly wanted an audience?”
“I can’t believe you watched four guys rail one chick. That’s crazy!”
“You’re just jealous,” he replies, and my smile stretches.
“Yeah, you’re kinda right,” I say with a giggle.
“Sometimes I forget how young you are.”
My smile fades a little as I stare at him. “I can handle it. I’m not that young.”
He pauses, glancing at me through the darkness. Then he reaches over and curls a lock of my hair behind my ear. “I know you’re not, Mia. To be honest, sometimes I’m caught between wanting to keep you innocent and wanting to corrupt you.”
My heart dances in my chest at the thought. “What’s your plan for the voyeur night?” I ask.
He lets out a heavy sigh. “Three couples and three single female performers.”
