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“Ho, ho, ho,” voices greet me, and light travels slower than my mood just changed.
It’s Redix. It’s Silas.
It’s two hot men with no shirts on wearing matching black leather pants and red Santa hats and grins that tell me they’ve been planning this all along.
“Damn, you look sexy when you’re about to fuck someone up.” Silas steps to me, crowding the front door with his lips on mine before I can utter a curse.
God, I’ve missed him. It’s been months since he’s touched me like this. Yeah, we hang out. But he hasn’t been with me or Redix since our nights at the resort this past summer. And now I’m dropping my towel to the floor because it’s not that cold outside, and it gets even hotter when Silas cups my ass and pushes me against the foyer wall.
“Now, now.” I hear Redix warn while Silas tongues my mouth, making me moan. “Rudolph, put that big, red nose away. We got plans tonight.”
“What plans?” I huff into Silas’s kiss.
Redix starts laughing while Silas gently bites my neck, and I wrap my leg around his waist.
“You wanna get fucked right now, or do you want answers?” Redix asks. “Because you can’t have both.”
“Who says?” I complain while Silas grinds his hard cock covered by leather into my naked pussy that’s happy to get railed by the open front door.
“This horny Santa.” Silas pulls away before pecking my lips. “Go look under your bed.”
It’s a big red box. Inside is a long, white faux fur coat. Under that is expensive crimson lingerie. I can tell by the embroidered tulle and gold hardware this is the finest lace and bondage detailing, with straps from the bra that lead to a collar with a gold ring. The suspenders and thong that match are equally ornate.
“You know what shoes to wear.” Redix leans in the doorway while Silas sits on the bed, hoping to watch me change.
I already know where we’re going. “Gimme fifteen minutes.” I disappear into the bathroom because my pussy is already there.
The two hours it takes the chauffeur to drive us to Charleston goes by quickly. I know there’ll be no fucking in the limo, so I focus on the French pastry box Silas opens. It’s full of savory treats we devour to satisfy our appetites until we arrive.
“Did you really meet with Daniel Pierce today?” I ask Redix while I swipe a croissant crumb off his pillow lips and devour it myself.
“Yep,” he answers. “We just got a green light on a series together.” He nips my ear. “But I’d never cancel your birthday plans for a meeting. I value my balls too much.”
“Me too,” Silas adds, saving the best for last, opening a small box with lemon lavender macarons inside. He holds one over my lips and teases, “Open up.”
My mouth and legs comply.
While Silas feeds me a yummy dessert, Redix glides his hand up my naked thigh, his fingertips playing with the edges of my already-soaked lace.
“Tell us what you want tonight,” Redix insists. “It’s your dirty thirty. Everything’s on the table.”
“It’s your dirty thirty, too, but how are you gonna do this?” Silas and I fucking at the club is safe. But Redix is known to millions, and that’s a big risk. “You’ll get spotted, even if it’s a private club.”
“Not tonight,” Silas answers. “It’s just us, some trusted friends, and guests hand-selected by Mistress Faye. Everyone’s signing NDAs.”
“Friends?”
“Stacey and her guests. Scarlett. Penny and her husband couldn’t make it,” Redix answers. “Penny was bummed, but they have in-laws in town. But Stacey and Scarlett? You’d think it was their birthdays, too. Who doesn’t want one safe night at a sex club?”
Stacey and Scarlett? That doesn’t freak me out. Hell, Stacey Evans is a young cougar unleashed. And Scarlett? I’d like to see her break loose. She’s so sweet and gorgeous and deserves it.
“I even talked Luca into coming,” Redix says. “He hasn’t been with a woman since his wife died, and that was almost four years ago.”
“Four years? And you think a sex club is the best place for him to start?”
“Yeah,” he and Silas answer in unison.
I can’t be too worried about other people’s sex lives. I’m too excited about my own.
