I don’t know how much longer I can last.
I need inside her.
Now.
Chapter 33
Chloe
“I’m coming,” I shout, watching a few other eyes meet mine from around the room.
I don’t care if they see me. I’m in the moment right now.
Devereaux’s fingers keep toying with my clit as my body explodes all around me. Pleasure radiates through me, vibrating every cell, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I ride out the last few waves of my orgasm.
“I need you,” Devereaux growls from behind me.
“I’m yours. You can have me,” I whisper.
“I’m taking you to another room.”
We stand, and I reposition my mask, watching Devereaux adjust his dick.
I can’t believe I’m really here.
Devereaux takes my hand and leads me out of the room. “Time to explore another kink.”
My eyes widen at his words. “Which one?”
He smiles like he has a big secret. “You’ll see.”
My insides twist with excitement and fear when he stops in front of a closed blue door. I’ve passed by this door many times while working, but never went inside.
He twists the handle. “Ready to submit?”
I stare into his whiskey-colored eyes. He’s beautiful, and I can’t believe I’m here with him right now.
“Do you trust me?” he asks.
“I trust you,” I tell him.
He pushes the door open. “After you,” he says, ushering me into the room with his hand on the small of my back.
The dim room has fog pumping into it, and I barely make out Panti on her knees, before an older man with a black mask. He has a whip in his hand and pulls Panti closer to his crotch. She unzips his pants and I turn away before I can fully see his manhood.
Devereaux stares at me. “Ready?”
“Yes, Sir,” I say, realizing this is a Dominant-submissive type of room.
“Damn, you’re such a smart girl.”
I glance sheepishly up at him as he leads me further into the room away from Panti and her mystery man.
He finds a spot near the far wall, away from prying eyes and in the thick of the fog.
“This room isn’t really meant for watching,” he whispers against the shell of my ear.
I nod. “Oh, ok.”