She’s got her hair down so it hangs about her shoulders and she’s wearing a black baby doll slip that hugs her frame, accentuating her cleavage and her curves.
The woman looks like a goddess and the guy she’s talking to is lapping it up , eating out of the palms of her hands.
“Well hell,” Salvatore says when he follows my gaze. “Is that little Rachel?”
“Yeah…”
“Fuck, well. If you want to play dodge Peter it’s your loss man and that guy’s gain. You know they won’t just be talking like that all night right?”
“Salvatore,” I frown.
“Like fuck Dante. Come on this is The Dark Odyssey. Peter’s not here.” he says with a wicked chuckle. “My club is made for exploration of whatever fantasy you want. It’s a place where all kinds of wild happens. You should try out wild sometimes. You might like it. Forbidden fruit is the sweetest of all. You should taste it… at least.”
He’s like the fucking devil whispering in my ear and his enticement to lead me into temptation is working the longer I watch her. My fucking cock is hardening up and I find myself thinking of all the ways I’d like to take her.
Shit… I’m going to get myself in more trouble.
The fact she’s even here means she’s looking for sex.
She’s looking for sex with some random stranger.
Can I let her do that?
Chapter Five
Rachel
His name is Brad. I met him on the dance floor and we came up here.
This guy is gorgeous but I know he just wants me to have sex with him, now.
“Have you seen the sex dungeon?” he asks.
“I have…” I answer and feign a coy smile.
His eyes sparkle with curiosity and he looks me over.
It was that look that got me talking to him earlier. Then again I think I would have ticked that box for anyone who looked at me the way he did.
It’s like a wild mating call.
One look is all that’s needed here and you get your hook up for the night.
It’s all the better when the hook up is a six foot blond Greek god with silver eyes and a face that could give a few male models a run for their money.
Not so good when he just wants to get to the sex straight away.
“What did you do inside there?” he asks taking a lock of my hair and allowing it to curl about his finger. He leans in closer and I rest against the wall.
“Stuff,” I answer and he smiles.
“Like that?”
He points across from us at the threesome in the booth. There’s a woman riding a guys cock while another pounds into her ass.
Watching people have sex has always been a big turn on for me. It’s just how they look. It’s different here because you’re free to do whatever you want.
“No, I don’t like to be shared,” I answer and he tilts his head to the side.