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“No,” she lies.
“You're lying.”
She runs her tongue over her lips.
“Do you want me to find out?” I smirk.
“How will you do that?”
“Like this.” I slide off the seat and sink to my knees. She looks around the room, but no one has noticed us. They are too caught up in the scene in front of them or their own activities. She sinks lower in her seat as I tug on her dress. I slowly push the fabric up inch by inch, taking my time to reveal more of her thighs and then her red lace underwear.
I stare at the elastic band before hooking a finger under it and slowly pulling it down to expose her pussy.
“Oh shit,” she moans as I push aside her thong and see how very wet she is for the scene she just witnessed. “Someone could see us,” she warns breathlessly.
“Have never stopped us before,” I retort firmly and lean in to run my tongue over her clit.
Her taste is always better than anything I have ever had before—no metallic taste of blood this time, but just a hint of saltiness at her nub, which makes my cock ache with need even further as it strains painfully against the denim of my jeans. Fuck it, I think to myself, throwing caution to the wind and pulling open my fly with one hand while my other descends between her legs so I can continue tasting this endless fountain of delicious pussy juice. I stroke my cock as I eat her with fervor. We have an audience now, and I want them to hear how loudly I can make her come.
“Oh!” She gasps as her legs start to quiver. “Shit. Oh, shit!” she moans as my tongue hits her clit. She spreads her legs wider so that I can get a better angle on eating her cunt as it throbs beneath my lips and tongue.
Her cries are soon drowned out by the groans of the people watching us as her thighs quiver a little more fiercely and then release their tension in a sudden surge that flows through her body and makes her shiver from head to toe.
“Fuck! Kai!” she pants as she screams out my name. “I'm coming so hard for you.”
I plunge my fingers into her soaking wet pussy as I give her clit a light tug and keep licking around it, flicking over the top of it with a firm tongue. “That's it. Come for me like a good girl.”
“Holy fuck,” she moans, throwing her head back as she continues to ride my face and fingers. Her muscles contract even harder as she rides out her orgasm.
“Damn, sweetheart. That was fucking hot. You put on quite the show,” I whisper roughly against her clit as I look up at the people staring back at us and shudder as a wave of pride courses through me at how well she just played to them. My little exhibitionist.
“I wasn't planning on doing anything other than watching tonight and introducing you to the scene, but you've made my cock so hard with that performance,” I admit as I tuck my hard dick back into my pants. “I want to move us on to the last and final room. My cock wants a taste of that ass. Do you think you can handle that?”
She pushes a strand of hair behind her ear as she sits up and pulls her dress down, still working to regain her composure. I get up off my knees and rejoin her on the sofa.
“Other than your thumb, I've never had anal, but I'm not opposed to it.” She finishes the rest of her drink and gives me a small wink. “Just give me a second to use the ladies’ room, and then I'll be ready for whatever tonight brings.”
I smack her ass as she gets up. “See you when you get back. We will do as much or as little as you want tonight. Tonight is about you.”
And it is. Maybe Lennon was really on to something. Maybe this is exactly what we both needed to move forward ... to find common ground.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Vasilisa
Kai offered to bring us to the next section of the club after giving me my best orgasm to date. Although he hasn't pushed for us to explore any of the kinks he mentioned, venturing farther into the club has to mean exposure to even more advanced debauchery. He wants to fuck me in the ass, and although that will be a first, I’m ready. Tonight feels like we’re finally progressing toward something besides the push and pull we’re normally consumed with. I excused myself for the briefest moments to freshen up, pee, and call upon the liquid courage aiding me thus far.
Just as I exit the stall, two tall men grab me, one blond and one redhead. Both are decently good looking. I don't put up much of a fight because I foolishly think Kai has sent them —that these men are part of some scene in which we're about to be active participants. My mouth is quickly taped. It isn't until I'm dragged down a narrow hall and out the side of the club into an alley that doubt begins to creep in. An ominous, old white van is backed up to the door, waiting. I'm pushed into the interior.
The inside exudes an air of unease and foreboding, a place where nightmares could be born. A chill runs down my spine, and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on the walls, enhancing the sense of dread that permeates the air. Where's Kai? The redhead wastes no time zip-tying my ankles together and my arms behind my back. I begin to squirm, but it only earns me an elbow to the ribs.
“Stay fucking still, cunt! Or you won't like the consequences.”
The space within the van is cramped and claustrophobic, with barely enough room to move. The walls are covered in a worn, tattered black fabric, stained and discolored over time, hinting at a grim history. The uneven floor creaks ominously under each step, echoing the van's dark secrets.
I try to scream, but the tape muffles my attempts. There were no windows that I could see. The lack of natural light intensifies the gloom, leaving only a single flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting long, distorted shadows across the van. Its erratic illumination creates an unsettling strobe effect, making it difficult to discern the true nature of the van's contents.
The atmosphere is suffocating, as if the very air itself holds a malevolent presence. The scent of musk and decay hangs heavily, mingling with an underlying stench of something far more sinister. It is a smell that speaks of confinement, fear, and despair—a smell that sends more shivers down my spine. This isn't my first time being restrained in a space like this, but somehow a lot scarier. The men exit the van, and I strain to hear what they're saying. What are their plans for me? And is this in relation to my father or to Kai? Both men lead lives that would warrant such vengeance.
