Page 29 of Ruin
I discard the condom, contemplating how to continue as I roll on a new one. Despite the number of people in the room, I’m the one controlling the pleasure of each one of them.
“Miss Delphine, on your stomach, please. I’d like to fuck that pussy while we wait for Cameron to regain his strength.”
She moves quickly to follow my instructions, and I straddle her thighs briefly to lift her hips before thrusting deep inside her.
She moans, and I lean forward to grab both of her wrists, pulling her arms behind her back. Holding her wrists together with one hand, I drive my hips forward.
“Fuck, yes. More please, sir,” she whimpers, and I use my other hand to slap her arse, causing her body to jolt.
“Do you like the way I’m fucking you hard into this mattress, Miss Delphine?” I ask, noticing as Cam lifts his head to watch us. “Cameron certainly seems to approve, don’t you, dirty boy?”
Cam raises an eyebrow, but I simply smirk and continue to fuck his girlfriend, hard.
Beside us, Dante finally brings Annika toorgasm, and her cries echo through the room. Dante slides out from between her thighs and smacks her arse.
“Pleasure as always,” he says, saluting the room before turning towards the door, stopping short when he notices the blonde woman in a red mask standing there.
She whirls away, blonde curls whipping her face, and we exchange a confused look before Dante shrugs and saunters out the door.
Distracted, I absently direct Annika to suck Cam off to get him ready to fuck his girlfriend, all the while trying to work out who the woman was.
I know every person who walks through the front door of this club, but I can’t place who she was. I’d barely been able to get a look at her before she disappeared, so it’s possible that she is one of the clients. We certainly would have noticed if a stranger showed up uninvited.
Getting back to the task at hand, I continue to control the scene, eventually finding my own release while buried deep inside Annika’s pussy as she bends to suck on Imogen’s breast while Cam fucks her, missionary style, sucking on the her other breast.
But a little voice in the back of my mind tells me there was more to the woman’s presence than meets the eye.
Cam and Imogen leave not long after we’ve finished, choosing not to take part in the orgy raging outside the door. I follow a naked Annika back out to the main room after pulling my suit pants back on, leaving my dress shirt open as I run a hand through my hair.
Annika surveys the crowd, zeroing in on a couple that are giving her the eye. I take up my usual position in front of the bar, taking the glass of whiskey from our regular bartender, Leo. Scanning the faces of everyone in the room, I don’t see the red-masked woman anywhere. If Dante hadn’t also noticed her, I’dbe wondering if I’d imagined her. Perhaps she’s joined one of the other groups in the private rooms? Or maybe the mansion is actually haunted, like Annika often jokes. Although I doubt very much the moans she hears are coming from a curly-haired blonde ghost.
Out of the corner of my eye, I notice the door leading to the service elevator is slightly ajar. Raising an eyebrow, I place my glass back on the bar and move towards the door. Pushing it open, I find the room empty. The number 3 glows on the screen above the control panel, and I stare at it for a moment.
A thought tickles the back of my mind, but there’s no way it could be right.
Because I’m certain that Lily would never venture down here…
But the mystery blonde woman suddenly seems awfully familiar.
13
MAYBE I WANTED SOMETHING TO HAPPEN TO ME
LILY
I pressmy hand to my chest, willing my heart to stop racing while I lean against my closed bedroom door.
I hadn’t meant to linger at the door as long as I did, but it had been impossible to look away from the group inside the room.
I must be messed up, because instead of being repulsed by the scene before me, I’d been seconds from exploding, my libido reaching an all time high. Despite the number of people in there, it was obvious Sebastian was calling the shots. They’d each followed his instructions as he fucked Imogen’s boyfriend’s arse. At least, I assume that must have been him, because Sebastian called him Cameron. I’d also been equally turned on by watching Imogen and Annika together.
I’d never expected to have a front-row seat to such an erotic display, but it will live rent free in my mind for the rest of my days.
Perhaps Joseph was right after all, and I am a filthy whore? Because surely it isn’t normal to be turned on by something likethat? And not only turned on, but wishing I was taking part? That Sebastian was fucking me like he fucked Imogen. Or directing me to use my mouth on Dante’s cock? To lick Annika’s pussy?
The curiosity I’ve been fighting since I entered the Rose Hill Dark Desires has bloomed into a full-blown, aching need for more. But I have no idea how to do anything about it. I wasn’t even meant to be there, so it’s not like I can ask Annika for advice, and I certainly can’t mention it to Sebastian.
It’s no wonder he has taken no interest in me. He’s obviously so far out of my reach that we’re not even in the same stratosphere. Why on earth would a man like that even consider looking at a woman as inexperienced as me?
