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“What do you think you could teach me?” I say with a throaty sound, the tip of my index finger tracing the edge of my glass.
“You want to play a game?” he asks, leaning closer, our faces now inches apart.
I nod my head, my body itching to do something as his firewood and rain scent fills my nose, and my mouth waters.
“Do you think you could trust me to give you all that you need?”
I nod again, my voice frozen in my throat as I stretch onto my tip toes to get closer to him. He turns his back to me, slowly removing the mask off his head. He drops it beside him before bending down—giving me a great view of his ass—and when he stands, he has replaced his full mask with a black and gold half-mask, covering just the top of his face. When he turns, the dark look in his eyes has both, fear and excitement washing over me.
“Run, little lamb,” he purrs.
I jump back as he gnashes his teeth, then I take off, my fight or flight kicking in. I rush to the door, but Brantley isn’t there, and I try to undo the bolt but it’s like the metal is sealed together. I look around the room frantically, and I see the bartender hop over the bar like it’s nothing. He prowls toward me; and I kick my shoes off and run. My heartbeat is like a jackhammer in my chest as I make my way to the other side of the room, but there aren’t any doors here. I throw the black curtains open wide and charge down the corridor. This one is a little brighter, making it a bit easier to see, the sounds of people fucking echo through the doors.
“You can’t outrun me, little lamb,” his voice booms over the music.
I laugh as I take off again, trying my best to ignore the sounds, but my pussy clenches, desire roaring through my body. I get to the end of the corridor, my head whipping left and right. Fuck it, I take off down the right corridor, my legs eating the ground up now without the restraint of my heels.
The lights cut out, plunging me into darkness, and I skid to a stop. My breaths are heavy, my heart trying to pound out of my chest, and I can’t see anything in front of me, fuck. I can’t hear him anymore either. I creep down the corridor, my right hand against the wall so I can feel my way, my left hand out in front of me, to hopefully catch anything I might walk into.You stupid bitch, go back!My inner voices chide me, but I know Brantley wouldn’t have invited me here if there was a chance I could get hurt.
I never thought this would be a turn-on for me, but I can feel my desire between my thighs.
“Got you!”
I scream. My legs move, but a hand wraps around my waist, pulling me back into a firm body. My arms and legs fly everywhere as I try to break out of the grasp, and I hear a door opening behind me. I’m lifted off my feet, and I humph as I’m thrown over a shoulder. The room is filled with the red hue that was out on the main floor, and I relax a little as I see all the intricate artwork decorating the back of my captor.
“Put me down, asshat,” I demand, my fists pounding on his back.
“Fight me all you want, baby, but we made a deal,” he rumbles.
A crack fills the air and I yelp as pain shoots through my left ass cheek.
“I didn’t agree to you chasing me through the damn party,” I gripe.
He chuckles, the deep rumbling sound sending another shot of lust straight to my core.
“You didn’t have to run,” he purrs. Pulling me off his shoulder, his hands remain firmly holding my waist as my body slides down his front. I’m flush to him, and I can feel all the muscles on his body as he holds me, and when our faces are inches apart, my eyes are drawn to his. My mouth becomes dry as I stare into the most gorgeous eyes I’ve ever seen; I feel like they’re looking into my soul.
“Do I know you?” I ask, my voice sounding hoarse. He shakes his head, a smirk tipping the edge of his lips.
“No, but you will soon,” he breathes, the words like a whisper.
My body trembles in anticipation. Fuck me, how can he get me wetter than anybody I’ve been with, and I’ve only just met him.
“I’ll ask this once; do you want to do this?”
I think over his words. Do I? I’m not one to fuck around, I lost my virginity to a guy I was seeing before he moved away. Then my father set me up with Warrick, and I thought he was the one. Until I found out he was fucking anything he could. So I did sleep with a couple of random guys I met at different parties, but I knew them, from seeing them around the usual crowds at the parties.“Give in to your desires.”Brantley’s words flash across my mind, you only live once, right? Honestly, I’m so fucking horny right now.
“Yes,” I purr, a smile spreading across my face.
“Turn around, hands on the wall,” he commands, his hold on me releasing so I slide down the rest of his body.
“Why do I feel like we need a safe word?” I ask with a timid tone. My feelings are running amuck, I want this, but I don’t know if I want to go as far as needing a safe word.
“Not yet,” he says, his fingers brushing my hair to the side. They feel light against my skin and I shiver at the feeling. “If you come to the next one, we can play properly then, if I think you're ready for it.”
My head falls back at the sensual feeling of his fingers on my skin.“Hell yes,” I purr, loving the feeling as he pushes at my straps. They fall to the side, dropping to my elbows.
“Drop it,” he commands. I do as he says, quickly standing up straight so the dress drops, pooling on the floor around my feet. I step out of it, the chilly air of the room brushing my skin as I lean forward, my hands on the wall.
