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Chapter Twenty-Two

EVERLEIGH

Iknew it would drive him crazy to know I was in the temple.

Would he come down again? I wasn’t sure if he’d come down and interrupt again after I’d slapped him so hard the other day.

I watched for him for a few minutes, lingering and watching for a few minutes first, and when he didn’t show up, I figured that was a good sign, and I decided to do exactly what I’d come here to do — distract myself and find some much needed release at the same time.

As I strolled through the temple, I felt the heated gaze of dozens of men, even from behind their required hoods. I drank in the feeling of being desired, relishing in the fact that they didn’t know who it was they were lusting after.

The veil of anonymity washed over me, allowing me to relax a little.

But tonight, I was doomed — all I could think of was Theo.

I could feel his mouth between my legs, feel his fingers sliding along my skin. The thought of letting one of these other strange men touch me like that usually turned me on immensely, but tonight, as much as I was trying to tap into that feeling, it wasn’t coming.

Instead, I spotted a beautiful raven-haired woman sipping a glass of wine, sitting in the corner. She was boldly naked, wearing nothing but her mask and black velvet high heels, completely comfortable in her skin.

She was pure beauty. Her breasts were perky and small, with tiny little brown nipples. Black lined eyes shone through her mask, friendly and open and inviting.

Maybe playing with a woman a little would work, I considered.

I approached her with a slow, shy smile. She returned my smile, her face lighting up.

“Hey,” I whispered.

I held a hand out to her and she put her hand in mine as she rose. She put her glass down and, wordlessly, she let me lead her into the smallest of the private rooms.

I knew Theo was watching, at least I hoped he was, and the thought of driving him crazy turned me on.

I turned to the woman with a shy smile and let my robe slide down over my shoulder just a little as I sat down next to her on a red velvet couch in the corner, wondering how long it would take for him to appear.

Chapter Twenty-Three

THEO

My cock throbbed hot and heavy in my jeans, my heart pounding with desire as I watched Everleigh talk with the black-haired woman on the couch. She and the woman were smiling at each other and talking, but I was certain they’d progress to getting physical soon.

They’d left the door to the private room open and as I wrestled with my thoughts and the growing urge to march down there and stop the whole thing, electric shocks of arousal shot through my body. I groaned, my cock throbbing painfully, as I watched the hallway slowly fill up with male onlookers waiting like vultures to attack.

They watched quietly, eagerly, but thankfully not interfering. Not one of them walked in the room, but the thought of them all watching Everleigh filled me with raging jealousy.

I knew it was ridiculous beyond measure.

For fuck’s sake, I was watching, too.

And it’s not like I had any claim on Everleigh, I knew this. So why the fuck was it impossible for me to stay in my office, when I knew it was absolutely the best thing for me to do? I had no business going down there.

What Everleigh did was Everleigh’s business. Not mine. She, most importantly, was absolutely not mine.

She was nobody’s property, I knew this. My brain knew this, without a doubt. That very fact was echoing through my brain like it was being shouted from a mountaintop, but that didn’t matter one fucking bit.

My body decided for me. My emotions decided for me.

My brain skipped fucking town completely.

And then, there I was.

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