Chapter 31 #2
My spine stiffens at Max’s familiar voice behind me. I swallow hard, unsure if I’m more nervous at being caught on this floor, or at being discovered by him.
“I—I don’t know.” I barely recognize my own voice.
His hands fall onto my hips as he moves closer.
“So, you do come up here.” My curiosity wins out, the words tumbling from my lips before I can think better of it.
“No. Not in years. And then only to watch.”
The heat of his body is radiating through my back.
My heart is racing, my skin is flushed. Again, I’m unsure if it is from his nearness or from the activity on display within the voyeur room.
He presses his firm erection into my backside, and a dangerous pulse throbs between my legs.
“But I couldn’t fight the temptation.” He pushes my hair to the side before placing his warm lips on my neck. “To join you.”
I bite down on my lip to suppress gasping out loud at his admission. How is it his electric presence and sultry words are getting me more turned on than the show in front of me?
The woman on Devon Sly’s lap is clearly enjoying what’s occurring, writhing with her head thrown back against his shoulder. I’m so caught up in the sight I don’t notice Max’s hand until the hem of my skirt moves, and his fingertips brush over my damp panties.
“My dirty girl likes to watch,” he groans.
I don’t know which part of that statement boggles me more. That he’s confirming I’m watching this and getting wet, or his calling me his dirty girl.
His fingertips slide inside my panties, grazing over my slick flesh. I bite down on my lower lip to keep from crying out as his nimble fingers tease my clit, his hard cock rocking against my ass.
His left hand curls around me, teasing my bundle of nerves as he lifts the fingers of his right hand to his mouth and sucks.
Jeez, this man. Once he returns his right hand, he dips lower and glides his fingers back and forth over my wet center while continuing to run concentric circles over my clit with his left.
“You like what you see?” he whispers into my ear.
I honestly don’t know how to answer him. It’s obviously turning me on, but I have no interest in exhibitionism. Or does he mean multiple partners? That’s so not my style. Hell, until Max came along, missionary was the only position I’d ever tried.
“It’s okay, baby. To like watching. Just don’t think I could handle anyone touching you but me. Even a woman.”
My head falls back on his shoulder. I’m so turned on I can barely keep my knees from buckling beneath me. I’m certain it’s a combination of the show before me and the man behind me. But I wouldn’t doubt it’s all Max Wilde.
“It’s taking everything in me not to fall to my knees and eat your sweet pussy right now.”
A whimper escapes before I can stop it. My eyes widen at the sound, worried someone may have overheard.
Devon reaches in front of the brunette and pinches her nipples, continuing to speak into her ear.
The redhead spreads her legs wide as she continues to bury her face between the couple’s legs above her.
She appears to be touching herself. At least they get to enjoy themselves while they participate.
Max’s pace on my sensitive skin picks up. I start to panic at the idea I could orgasm in public. What is happening to me? When did I become this woman?
“Don’t hold back, baby. I’ve got you. You’re so wet. Let me feel you come.”
“Max,” I plead.
“It’s okay, precious girl. You’re so close. Bury your face in my neck and come for me.”
My thighs tense. I don’t think I can relax enough to let that happen.
Those words have barely left my internal monologue before a large, muscular male saunters over to the three people seated in the center of the room.
He’s gloriously naked and stroking his huge cock.
I don’t recognize him, but he moves to stand beside the couple when Devon reaches up, turning the brunette’s blindfolded face toward the newest member of their group.
He whispers something into her ear, and her mouth opens wide enough for the man standing beside her to push his huge cock down her throat.
That does it.
My body starts to convulse, white spots dotting my vision. Thank God Max has his arms around me, or my knees might betray me at the force of my orgasm.
“Fuck yes,” Max moans into my ear as he rubs his dick against my backside. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby.”
I take a step forward, leaning against the frame of the alcove. I’m in sensory overload. Looking over my shoulder, I find Max appearing composed. His dazzling blue eyes are on fire, but to anyone walking by, they’d have no idea what just happened.
“Come home with me.”
My brows pinch. He has got to be fucking kidding! The heartache of the last two weeks returns. “No.” I spin on my heel and head back downstairs where I belong, hoping upon hope no one witnessed what just happened here.
“Please, Cass?”
“No!” I whisper shout back at him and rush for the stairs. I can’t believe I let this infuriating man get me off after two weeks of radio silence. Now that I’ve come back to my senses, my ire builds.
Thankfully, once I make it down the steps, the place looks the way I left it. I make my way to the first floor and back to my room before I realize he’s hot on my heels.
“Talk to me.”
“Why?” I spin to face him. “I was completely open with you. Trusted you. And you completely disappeared on me.”
His head falls forward. “I know. You’re right. I was in a bad place.” He looks up, his eyes holding mine. “I’m fucked up, Cassidy. I was trying to stay away so I didn’t do anything to hurt you.”
“Well, you failed at that task. Miserably.” I’m so irritated. All he had to do was reach out and tell me he needed some space to deal with all of this. Was that so much to ask?
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too. I’ve been there. Trust me. If anyone can relate to being in a bad place, it’s me.
But I confided in you, and you vanished.
I’m not experienced in relationships. And less so with healthy ones.
Yet I still have more experience than you.
” I thrust my hands on my hips and shake my head in disgust. “Nothing about this is smart,” I add, waving my index finger back and forth between us.
“I’ve already had my heart broken by someone who walked away when I needed him most. I’m not going back there. ”
“Cass—”
I throw my hand up. “No. I really care about you. I fought this hard. I let my guard down when it seemed what was happening between us was mutual. But I deserve someone who is willing to be my equal. Face their demons with as much effort as I face mine.”
He looks defeated. Good! Maybe he knows how it feels.
Jeez, I don’t really mean that. The last thing I want is to hurt him. But I’m done letting other people take from me. Even one I’ve fallen hard for.
“Max, I want to live in the light. Do you think I want to hide in a gentlemen’s club forever? I deserve someone who I can walk hand in hand with. A man I trust to protect my heart. If you’re not capable of giving me that, I’ll find someone who is.”
Until then, I’ll happily enjoy life on my own.