Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Should I have?
Would that change anything?
“Are you into BDSM?”
I shake my head. “No, I mean ... I don’t know. I was thinking something a little less ... terrifying.”
“You want to watch?”
His voice lowers, and I look up at him. There is a darkness in his brown eyes that tells me he’s more than willing to be my partner for the night. I can’t say I’m disappointed, he’s handsome, and I have no doubt he knows what he’s doing.
“I was thinking more ...” I look away, my cheeks growing red.
“Don’t be scared. We’re all here to do the same thing.”
His voice is gravelly as he reaches out, taking my chin and turning my face back toward his.
“Sharing,” I answer. “I mean ... I want to be shared.”
His gaze grows lusty. “Well, you’re in the right place. Come with me.”
Nerves bubble in my stomach as he takes my hand, pulling me from the stool. I see Addison watching me go, but she doesn’t seem as though she wants to stop me. Moving toward the hall, Raithe speaks to a few people as we near a door on the left.
“When I said spontaneous, I wasn’t quite thinkin’ this.”
A low voice comes from the dark hall and, immediately, I recognize it.
Muff.
Spinning, I see him leaning against the wall, a drink in his hand, watching the two of us. His eyes are dark with lust and his expression is calm, like he’s been waiting for this moment for a while. My mouth drops open as I fight for a response, but I have none. I never expected to see him here tonight. Did someone call him? Tell him I was coming?
“You two know each other?” Raithe asks, extending a hand to Muff who pushes off the wall and shakes it. “Good to see you, brother.”
They know each other?
Oh, great.
“My wife,” Muff murmurs.
“Ex,” I throw in. “Ex-wife.”
Muff’s smile is low and wicked. “Not yet, honey.”
My god. He’s drunk. And gorgeous. And fuck. Fuck. What am I doing?
“Well,” Raithe says with a grin, “your wife here is interested in sharing. You know her better than anyone, you want to join in?”
“Is she now?” Muff murmurs, taking a step closer, his eyes hungry.
Oh.
Oh, my word.
My cheeks burn as I shake my head, almost as if I’ve been caught doing something I shouldn’t. I’m a grown ass woman, and I can do what I want, yet right now I feel bad, rebellious, and out of control.
I’m not sure if I love it, or hate it, but the sensation is wicked all the same.
“I just ... I don’t ... I should go,” I say quickly, going to take a step away from the two of them.
“Ah ah,” Muff catches me, pulling me closer to him so my body presses against his.
The air is sucked out my lungs.
I can’t think. Can’t breathe. Can’t do anything but stare up at him.
I have missed him so much, and I want him so bad.
“This is a bad idea,” I whisper, staring at his lips, wanting to kiss him more than I want anything else right now.
“Why? Because you’re finally admitting that you have fire inside you?”
I stiffen against him. “No, because you and I ... we’re over.”
“And?”
“I’m not having sex with you,” I say, staring at his mouth.
“Not what your body is tellin’ me. Come on, Jaybird. Let me show you how good it feels to let your guard down.”
I shiver against him, and a slow smile spreads across his lips.
He knows he has won. I know he has won.
I’m drunk enough not to care, but also sober enough to remember every single second of this.
Raithe takes the door, pushing it open. “Shall we go in?”
Muff releases me, but he takes my hand, pulling me toward the door. “We’re in.”
Oh, shit.
What did I just get myself into?
THE ROOM WE ARE IN is small, but ... eccentric. A bed lies in the middle of it, freshly made. I can’t help but wonder who has the job of coming in here and changing the sheets every single time it is used. I don’t even want to think about that. Other than the bed, there are also swings, chairs, cabinets full of toys and other sex props. Then, there is window that is covered in a large black piece of material.
Raithe walks over and pulls it open, revealing a couple on the other side. They’re currently fucking, her on her knees, him behind her driving into her, his cock glistening with every stroke as he curls his hand around her neck. I can’t hear her screams, but I know she is because her mouth is open and her head is tipped back as he fucks her with a force that I just know she’ll feel the next day.
I can’t take my eyes off them.
A hard body comes up behind me, pressing against my back, and then Muff’s ear is by mine. “Do you like that?”