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“Sorry, beaut, it’s just part of the job,” he says with a shrug. Oh, I seriously want to kick his ass right now.
“You work here?” I ask, shocked. How the fuck didn’t I know this? We’ve spent a lot of time together when we get stoned, and he’s never once brought it up. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I can’t talk about it, but I’ve heard you and Lux talking about it a few times, that’s why I got you both an invite for this time round,” he says with a laugh, and I know he’s grinning his ass off under that full face mask he has on. I open my clutch and hand him my phone, he nods in approval and puts it in a box filled with other people’s phones.
“What should I expect?” I ask, my eyes taking in my surroundings. It’s not what I thought it would be. I’m unsure and excited at the same time, and now Brant’s here, some of my hesitancy is forgotten and I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy tonight.
“Do whatever feels right,” he says with a deep laugh, then shoos me away with his hand. “Just remember, what happens here, stays here.” He turns his back to me, and I’m officially dismissed. He opens the hatch again and I see a couple standing on the other side of the door.
I head over to the bar, where a bare-chested heavily guy in a mask is serving. I scoff, then I see the other person working on the bar and my mouth drops to the floor. A girl in lingerie that looks like leather straps is serving a customer at the far end.
“Welcome to Sins, ladies and gentlemen,” a voice says over the music, I look for the owner of it, but I can’t see anyone. “Remember, whatever you do here tonight is for you, once you step out of these doors, you can’t discuss it with anyone.” Whoops fill the air from the crowd as everyone jumps to their feet. “Now, give in to all temptations and let Sin reign!”
“What can I get you?” I turn to the voice, finding the guy from the bar looking at me through the gold mask on his face.
“Jack and coke,” I say, grabbing my money out of my clutch.
“You’re fine, miss, it’s a free bar,” he says with a laugh.
“But how does the owner make money?” I ask, curious to why I didn’t have to pay anything for the ticket, and now a free bar? The bartender shrugs, passing me my drink. I’m not going to turn down free drinks.
Excited yells fill the air, and my eyes widen as the bartender starts undoing his belt on his jeans. “What the fuck are you doing?” Whoops fill the air again, and I spin around giving him my back, my eyes nearly bug out of my head. The rest of the party goers are stripping down to their underwear too.
I throw my drink back, slamming the glass down on the bar before rushing over to Brantley.
“What the fuck is this?” I hiss, my anxiety going through the roof.
“Easy, you don’t have to get involved if you don’t want to, but I think it’s pretty obvious what’s going on here, don’t you think?” he chuckles, I really want to smack the mask off him right now.
“Brantley, is this a sex party?” I ask, my voice thick with a curious lilt.
“Sure is, doll face,” he barks a laugh. “If you don’t want to get involved that’s fine, but tonight is about giving in to your deepest desires.”
“You invited me to a fuck fest?” I hiss, folding my arms. “Why the hell would you do that?”
“Because…” he says with a purr, “You’ve been with that fucker for too long and I doubt your sex life was anything to go by since he was fucking around.” I huff, hating that he’s right, “I bet you’ve got the dirtiest fantasies in your head, and now you can do something about it.”
I frown, his words playing on my mind. We can’t talk about it after tonight, so why the fuck shouldn’t I have some fun? Between my father and the shit with Warrick and everything else, I’m entitled to blow off some steam.
“You know I’m right.” He flicks me on the mask where my forehead is, and I laugh at his playful antics.
I nod, turning on my heels and making my way to the bar for another drink. The lights in the room dim, then they change from blue to red, giving the space an eerie sort of glow. I signal the bartender and he strolls down the length of the bar with confidence. I take him in, his boxers are black, and he’s covered in tattoos from his neck all the way to his feet, my mouth waters at the sight. His dark hair falling in front of his mask, he’s thick with muscle, and my god he has the v.
“Same again, gorgeous?” he purrs, a tingling sensation going straight between my legs at the deep timber of his tone. Fuck me, his voice was built for dirty talk.
Moans fill the air, and I look over my shoulder, finding almost everyone either fucking, watching, or joining in. There are dicks and pussies everywhere. What did you expect, it’s an orgy. I see a group of people go behind a black curtain, then they disappear from view.
“Do you know what’s back there?” I ask, excitement thrumming through my veins.
“Those are the private rooms,” he says, sliding my drink across the bar. I grab the glass, my fingers brushing his, and my body locks up. “I’d have a go in them if I was you, with it being your first time here.”
“How do you know it’s my first time?”
“Because I’ve never seen anyone here with a body like yours,” he says, leaning on the bar on his forearms. I watch as his muscles become more defined in his arms as they brace to hold him up.
“You can’t see my body,” I purr, mirroring his action. I smirk as I see his throat bob. “But thank you for the compliment.”
“I can show you the ropes if you want, baby.” He leans closer. “I’m an excellent teacher.”
