Page 17 of Tied to You
Looking back, I catch the man shaking his head as he turns to Dean.
Dean’s eyes remain on me until his attention is pulled, and I’m left standing at the top of the stairs feeling a little lost.
With a turn, I take the first step, slowly making my descent. The exit comes into view. I could walk straight out and call a taxi to take me home, but what about Travis? He brought me here and he’s been drinking too. How will he get back to wherever he stays?
Scanning the crowd, there’s no sign of him. He’s easily one of the tallest men I’ve seen in here tonight. He would tower over everyone.
A bang comes from my left making my head spin. Hesitantly, I turn down the corridor at the bottom of the stairs, a few eyes watching me as I go. I try to ignore them, making it appear like I know exactly what I’m doing.
There’s no screaming like the man said. In fact, I can’t hear anything other than the noise from the main room. It drowns out the further away I walk, but that’s it. I let my shoulders slump seeing another exit ahead of me. Screw it. I’ll ask the man behind the bar to let Travis know I’ve gone, then I’ll get the hell out of here. Mick said he wanted us back early doors, and I’ve drunk way more than I should have. If I go to bed now, I should be okay for tomorrow.
Just as I turn, a woman’s moan echoes from behind the door I’m standing in front of. I lift my foot to keep walking, but when I hear a loud crack and another painful moan, intrigue keeps me rooted to the spot. Is she okay?
A man grunts, and I hear the soft voice of the woman moan again. She’s panting lustfully, but she doesn’t cry out when another crack of what sounds like a palm landing on skin sounds, making me jump.
I can’t explain why my feet take a sidesteptowardsthe door. Even more so, I can’t explain why I stand there and listen.
Maybe it’s the fact that my cheeks feel hot? Or maybe it’s the sudden tightening in my stomach, but I push my ear flat to the door. Wet slaps and rhythmic thuds of clearly a bed rocking sound louder, making my skin prickle.
I’m hot and needy, and I’m standing here listening to two strangers having sex. What a creep.
Another crack and the man’s voice is undeniable when he cries out. “You don’t get to come yet.”
Travis?
I jerk away from the door instantly, only for the bastard thing to creekopen a fraction.
Shit. Shit. Shit.My entire body tightens. My legs turn to lead. My heart leaps to my throat making it hard to breathe.
“You like that?”
Every part of me knows he isn’t talking to me, but I want to answer,yes.
Crack,and the woman groans long and drawn out.
My legs begin to shake.
“You want to watch, Baby Doll?”
That’s his name for me. Heistalking to me. Unless he calls all the ladies that?Fuck.What do I do?
With my palms sweating, I go to push away from the door again.
“Watch how well I fuck this little pussy.”
My head rolls back and my eyes close. Shifting my weight, I know I’ll regret what I do next, but I can’t stop. His words are an invitation, calling for me to look around the door. Pushing it with the very tip of my finger, it’s silent as it opens an inch.
The inch is all I need.
Travis has a girl on her back, both legs bent and pressed down against her chest. Her hands are bound underneath her and her head’s thrown back. She looks in pain, but at the same time, she looks like she’s enjoying every single thrust of his hips.
Biting my lip, I see Travis take a pause. He can’t surely know I’m here? Unless he wanted someone to see, otherwise, why didn’t they lock the door? He flips the girl over, and I notice it’s Sophie, the girl I met earlier in the ladies’. Travis raises her arse, slapping it harshly, leaving his handprint across one cheek. Her skin instantly reddens.
Sophie lifts her head slightly, and I see she’s gagged. No wonder she didn’t scream when he spanked her. His strong hand bares down on her again, and her eyes roll into the back of her head, a soft grunt leaving her throat.
I’m jealous. I shouldn’t be, but the way he commands her body, eliciting the most seductive of moans from her again, I want that. No, scrap that… Ineedthis to happen to me.
I tighten my thighs, licking my lips as I watch how he bangs into her. It’s so hot. His hips thrust and he throws his head back, his butt cheeks clenching. He’s going to come.
