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The door to the mansion opened for us and a darker version of Jake greeted us. “Hello, Mr. Hawke. Dr. Hawke. Mr. Hawke. And this must be the lovely Mrs. Hawke.”
My cheeks flushed and I started to correct him when Remy nodded. “Correct. Is everything ready?”
“Yes, sir.” The man stepped aside and ushered us in, sending me a conspiratorial wink as I passed.
“Maybe I should pretend to be a professor so the greetings aren’t quite so awkward. Professor Hawke has a nice ring to it.”
“You didn’t seem fazed by my being called Mrs. Hawke,” I said.
Remy smiled down at me. “It’s easier for paperwork. Besides, it’s just a matter of time.”
My mouth fell open and I stared up at him in shock. “Did you just say that?”
Boone kissed my neck and groaned. “I’m going to get hard every time someone calls your name.”
I fanned myself and tried my best to stay rational. They weren’t proposing. They were just playing around. I didn’t want to even think about marriage because if they didn’t really want it, it would be crushing. “Are we ready?”
“Are you excited to start your punishment, sweetheart?” Remy cupped my breasts and stroked my nipples so they were hard and pressing against the thin fabric of my dress. “Welcome to Desire, Memphis.”
Boone and Wells opened a set of double doors and a whole other world opened up in front of me. My eyes tried to take in everything at once. Low lighting made it more difficult but I could see several small stages around the room, all occupied by couples in varying stages of play. Bars lined the front of each stage and I could see bartenders flipping bottles and pouring drinks from over their heads. A large dance floor filled the center of the room and booths with low backs filled most of the other spaces. There were stairs leading up to a long catwalk of rooms, most with large glass windows that several people stood outside of, watching.
I felt like we’d just walked into the grown up circus and I wanted to explore. I looked at Remy and nodded. I was ready.
66.
***Memphis***
“Thisway.”Remytook my hand and led me to a booth near the dance floor. It was elevated more than the other booths and when I slid in and looked around, I felt like we were almost on display.
Remy slid in on one side of me and Boone took the other. Wells sat on the other side of Boone, but if he was sad to be on the outside, he didn’t look it. They all seemed excited and their energy was almost predatory. I knew the edging they’d done to me had tortured them as well.
“Good evening. Mr. Hawke, I have the usual for you and your brothers. Mrs. Hawke, I have a Shirley Temple for you. Virgin, of course.” A beautiful blonde dressed in a few straps of leather handed out drinks with a bright smile on her face. When she looked at me, her eyes dropped to my stomach and her smile somehow got brighter. “Congratulations. You’re glowing.”
I waved her off. “Thank you. It’s the sun on this island. I can’t take credit for it.”
Remy gripped the back of my neck. “Thank her for complimenting you without adding anything else.”
I narrowed my eyes at him but when I looked back at the waitress, I smiled. It wasn’t her fault. “Thank you.”
She winked at me as she tucked her tray under her arm. “Good luck, honey.”
I looked back at Remy. “Why’d she say good luck? Why would I need luck?”
Boone laughed and rested his hand on my thigh. “Relax, love. Tonight’s going to be fun. Trust us.”
Remy’s hand landed on my other thigh. “We’re going to show you just how desirable you really are.”
I took a nervous drink and looked around. On the stage in front of us, I could see a man kissing a woman and cupping her breasts. My body reacted to such a public display of sexuality. The man ran one of his hands lower and cupped the woman’s sex over her skirt, and I could almost feel her gasp from where I sat.
Remy turned my face to his and kissed me. His tongue stroked into my mouth and he squeezed my thigh, lightly pulsing his grip so my thigh very gently shifted closer to his body. He pulled back to look at me. “You know what to say to make it stop if it’s ever too much. There’s no pressure. This is for you, sweetheart, so you say when you’ve had enough.”
I gasped when he gently slapped my thigh and then he and Boone both pulled my thighs apart. I naturally tried to squeeze them shut, but they didn’t budge.
“Watch the show, sweetheart.”
I looked at the stage with my heart pounding wildly in my chest. The man had the woman on her knees in front of him and she was taking his cock into her mouth and looked like she loved it. I moaned as the sounds reached us.
Boone took his turn kissing me and when I felt a mouth against my inner knee, he just kissed me harder. I knew it was Wells from the feel of his hands spreading my thighs wider, but knowing that he was below the table, doing something so private, it felt like the first time. As his mouth moved higher, I could hear the man and woman on stage and it was all so animalistic.
