Page 65 of Promise Kept

The sight of the man’s cock. His balls.

His wet shaft all for her taking.

I turn toward Ellis.

I’ve got two seconds to either leave… or ask to go to the other room so I can touch myself.

“I get it,” I whisper to Ellis.

“We’ve not supposed to leave until they’re done,” Ellis says.

I look up at him.

I can’t tell if he’s lying to me or not.

He touches my left cheek.

He inches down toward me.

I swear he’s going to kiss me.

And if he kisses me right now… with these two people fucking on the other side of the glass…

“Come on, Larissa, I’ll make sure you get home,” he says to me.

Just like that - we leave.

Ellis takes my hand and leads the way out of the room.

Back down the hallway.

He pauses to talk to Beth for a moment.

Then we retreat back up the steps and leave the club.

I’m dazed. I’m not confused at all. Not even close.

I climb into the large SUV and expect Ellis to join me.

Instead, he reaches for my hand and gives it one last squeeze.

I suck in a breath and Ellis shuts the door.

My toes curl and stay that way the entire ride back to my apartment building.

I can’t stop seeing those two people.

Strangers. To me. To each other. To Ellis.

It’s… crazy.

And there are several of those kinds of rooms there.

For fantasies to come to life.

To see something like that and standing right next to Ellis while doing so…

I can’t get home fast enough.

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