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“Whatever I want?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“However I want?”
“Yes.”
“Wherever I want?” That question caught me off guard, but it only took me a moment of hesitation.
“Yes.”
“In front of whoever I want?” he asked, and that question made me freeze.
“What?”
“In front of whoever I want?” A small frisson of pain surged through me when he repeated the question. I kept my eyes closed but felt the sting of tears behind my eyes.
“Yo-you want to share me?” I asked. The possessive growl that left his throat helped get rid of the pain threatening my heart.
“Fuck No! No one is ever going to touch you like that but me. You’re mine Everly,” he snarled.
“But then...”
“I. DO. NOT. SHARE!” he roared, backing me up until I hit a wall. His hard, hot body pressed into mine, and I felt his harsh breaths on my ear. I heard and felt the deep breath he took to calm himself before he continued again in his low husky voice, “But here, where everyone is anonymous, and they will never see us again, I’m willing to let them see what is mine, to let them watch and envy what they will never touch if it will help you see what curves like these do to any man with blood running through their veins. Open your eyes for me, mate.”
Briefly pausing, I did as he instructed. There was nothing to see around him except a rack of lingerie, a sink, an open shower head, white walls, an entrance with no door to another room to our right and the door we walked through behind him.
I looked at Cory. He had a black mask secured to his face too. His blue eyes looked at me with so much love and adoration that it made me blink back tears.
“Yes,” I answered his previous question.
“Yes, what?” He blinked, not expecting my answer or not remembering his question anymore.
“Yes, you can take me in front of whoever you want,” I repeated and knew that I truly meant it because whenever I looked into his eyes, the world just faded away. No one mattered but him.
Cory slammed his lips to mine, and I instantly responded, rubbing my body over his as much as I could. He pulled back moments later, breathing hard again. He took a step back, grabbed my hand and started leading me toward the entrance.
“Where are we?”
“It’s a kink club. Specializes in voyeurism kink and some BDSM.” I paused slightly, narrowing my eyes on him.
“Have you been here before?”
“I have,” he said, but before I could feel hurt, he laughed. “James brought Jo and me for Jo’s twenty-first birthday. He thought it was a pirate-themed strip club.”
I threw my head back and laughed. It sounded like something James would do, and I only wished I could have seen his face when he realized where he was.
We walked into the room to the right and saw how it could pass for a BDSM room. The part that confused me was the full wall mirror covering the furthest wall from where we were standing. I caught sight of the outfit Cory picked for me. The lingerie had enough clothing to cover all my important bits, but the sheerness of the deep purple fishnet-connected underwear set and matching mesh baby doll over it left very little to the imagination. Cory was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, and if you asked me, it was too many clothes. From his words, I expected a crowd of sorts when we entered the room, but there was no one here but us so I continued to look at the furnishings in the room.
There was a king-size bed in the middle, with a metal four-poster frame around it with random strapping mechanisms and hoops attached to it. A desk against the left wall, with a pillow at its feet instead of a chair. A weird X was bolted to the floor next to the desk with cuffs at each end, and if it worked the way I thought it did, I was willing. Boy was I willing, but maybe not with people present. Against the other wall was an array of ropes, cuffs, straps, paddles, and whips hanging from the wall.
“Which part of the club are we visiting exactly? BDSM or voyeurism?” I asked, a little confused. Cory grinned.
“Both if we want,” he said, walking over to the desk, which I just noticed had three bolted hooks attached to the wall above it, and picked up a little remote. He shot me another grin before he clicked something on the remote and the mirrored wall turned translucent, making me jump and cover myself instinctively when I saw a rows of loveseats arranged as if in a movie theatre. “The room is not soundproof, but enough that only loud noises filter out.”
There were already a few seats filled with men and women, touching, sucking and even one couple on the side, riding each other. Ignoring the images immediately in front of me, I looked around a little bit, curious.
There were other rooms like ours with similar set up in various use. The one with the most seats filled currently had a woman hanging from the frame above the bed wrapped in rope and a delicious-looking man currently fucking her face. It was hot, and if I had a chance to walk around, I probably would have stopped in front of her too. Everyone I could see was wearing a mask, including the women walking around with drinks.
