Page 55 of Taming Scarlet

It was an act of self-preservation that had me sitting back and reaching for my drink.

“No,” Elijah said. “It’s fellow partygoers. Which is half of the fun,” he added. “You have no idea who you are touching or fucking.”

Was that where Mae was?

She’d disappeared ages ago.

And Leah was still making her way around the stages.

I imagined she didn’t want to see her sister taking one or several strange dicks.

I wasn’t judging.

I mean… who the hell was I to judge?

When I was suddenly getting hot at the idea of being hogtied and spanked.

We all, it seemed, had our yums. I wasn’t about to yuck hers.

“Want to check it out?” Elijah asked, leaning forward toward me.

Did I?

Not really.

Did a part of me still want to mess with Julian?

Absolutely.

“Sure,” I said, finishing my drink, and moving to stand as Elijah did.

The second Elijah’s hand grazed my lower back in a very chaste, very gentlemanly way, though, it was clear Julian had enough.

He held down that button, making my legs wobbly, making my heart race, and forcing sweat to trickle out over my skin.

“You okay?” Elijah asked.

“You know… I, ah, I think I need to go splash some water on my face,” I said, trying not to sound as close to the edge as I felt. “That drink went right to my head,” I added, my hands balling into fists.

“Sure. I’ll be around if you change your mind,” he said, giving me a distracted smile, already wanting to move onto someone who was more interested.

Which was fine.

Because I needed to get somewhere more private before I started moaning in the middle of the damn club.

I wobbled—thighs pressed together—toward the hallway where I figured I might find the bathrooms.

It wasn’t exactly private, but it was better than being around the crush of people as Julian kept pulsing the vibrator in longer intervals.

I barely made it halfway down the hallway when I needed to stop walking.

Plastering myself against the wall, I leaned forward a bit, taking deep, gasping breaths as the pressure built up inside, as it threatened to overtake me completely.

Hands suddenly grabbed my wrists, yanking them up, and slamming them against the wall above my head.

A gasp escaped me as my gaze lifted and found Julian towering over me, gaze both heated and furious.

He shifted both my wrists into one hand, freeing his other to reach again for the remote.

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