Chapter 53
KADENCE
Annika and I each took a shot of Patron before her guys had to steal her away for their show.
As much as I loved my best friend, I was not watching her get railed to the next century again.
What I really wanted was Blaize, but I didn’t know where she was.
She was here, I knew that much, but she had to focus on everything else going on before she could do anything fun.
Two days passed since our date on the pier, and I loved the intimacy we shared together.
I wanted to have more dates with her like that, but I also love our spicy moments.
Everything that woman did made me feel alive, and I was beyond grateful to have her in my life.
I never thought I would meet a woman like her or feel the way I did about her.
Theo stepped up to the bar in nothing but tight, black boxers accentuating everything God gave him, and he caught me eyeing his body.
I could appreciate a good-looking man without wanting anything else.
He smirked, wrapping one hand around Annika’s waist. He whispered something in Annika’s ear that made her face turn red, and I arched a brow.
“Care to share with the class?”
He laughed, kissing her cheek. “I told Annika how hot you’d look riding my dick while she rode my face.”
“I give you permission to fantasize, but no thank you.” I laughed. I knew they were joking—for the most part—but the way all three of them were loaded, Annika could keep them to herself. “I still don’t understand how Annika can do it.”
“Practice and a lot of Pilates.” She laughed. “I have to go help them. I am cockblocked by my injury, but I refuse to miss my guys fucking each other. Are you going to be okay?”
I nodded, sipping my cocktail. “I’m going to find Blaize and maybe watch a show or something.”
“Have funnnn,” Annika sang as Theo took her away.
I finished my tequila sunrise and smiled at Jax before jumping off the stool and finding something to do.
Hunter had a show, but it wasn’t with Everly.
She hadn’t been at work for a few days with no word to Hunter or Blaize about her absence.
Hunter said she was alive and probably sick.
I wondered if Everly got tired of pretending to like Blaize for a check.
She still never told me why she had animosity towards Blaize, but I never bothered to ask.
Annika loved Everly, but she gave me narcissistic vibes, and that wasn’t the relationship I wanted in my life.
I sent Blaize a message to see if she was in her office or wandering the club, but when she didn't respond, I decided to walk around the club. I’d never explored the BDSM club part of Hades since it was closed-off during normal business hours.
There were a few public play areas; the main one where Annika and her guys are, a smaller one where Hunter normally performed, and one more that was the smallest where the couple being watched was the main show, while the rest of the room was cloaked in shadows.
There were also a few rooms with peep holes for couples who enjoy being watched and an orgy room where couples could explore and share.
My curiosity was piqued for the third playroom.
The smaller space would make it more intimate, but I’d also never been watched.
I didn’t count the night Blaize fingered me in the main playroom because that was a spur of the moment thing, and we weren't together then.
Now that I was in love with her, I knew our playing and our kink was going to have a new dynamic.
I walked towards Hunter as she continued checking over the guests coming in. “What are they doing in the third playroom?”
She cocked her brow. “All women. Threesome. That relationship enjoys exhibitionism and lots of praise.”
I nodded. “Is anyone in there watching them right now?” She shook her head. “I’ll be going, if you need to mark it.”
She did something on her iPad and gave me a thumbs up.
I walked down the hallway to the third playroom and slipped into some shadows.
Instead of a stage like the other two rooms, this one had a bed and a throne in the corner.
My brow curved, curious as to why there would be a throne in the room, but I pushed it to the back of my mind and watched the three women before me.
The two older women were focused on the younger one, kissing and stripping her out of her clothes.
The dark-haired woman kissed her, while the blonde woman pulled her to the edge of the bed and dove in.
They worked together beautifully, moving and maneuvering their partner into the perfect position while she followed like a perfect submissive.
Then the dark-haired woman pulled away, and she watched the blonde eat the woman’s pussy.
She called the woman a good girl and praised her, but also told her to keep her eyes on the woman.
When her eyes fluttered, the woman tugged her hair gently.
My thin, lace thong was drenched and I shifted, the friction sending sparks down my spine and back to my clit.
I gripped my thigh, the urge to touch myself flooding my mind, but I stopped myself.
Watching was just as euphoric as participating.
I watched them intently, enjoying the way they moved, the way she sounded, and the way the other women praised her.
“Enjoying yourself?” Blaize whispered as her hand touched my hip. I jumped, but then sank into her touch. “They are quite the show. Sensual and passionate, much different than Annika and her men.”
I nodded. “They’re like art. Live, sexual art.”
Blaize’s hands glided up my skin, sending sparks of pleasure up my spine until her hands brushed the hem of my dress, pulling the material up until I was exposed. Instead of touching me like I craved, she kissed my neck before whispering, “Touch yourself, Kadence.”
I was obviously not a prude or a shy virgin, but this felt more intense than what we normally did.
Sliding my thong to the side, I held Blaize’s hand while my other hand caressed my skin until my fingers reached my clit.
I ran soft circles around my clit, sinking into Blaize as the moans and sounds of pleasure drowned out around us.
We might be watching a show, but right now, it was just the two of us as I got closer and closer to my own release.
“That’s it, princess. Such a good fucking girl.”
The praise was my downfall as she continued to shower me in it, her hands leaving soft caresses on my skin as I continued to rub my clit with fervor. Blaize’s lips left soft, wet kisses on my neck as I fell closer to oblivion.
“Come for me, princess,” she whispered, and I fell apart. I buried my face into her neck, silencing my cries of pleasure as my body shook from my orgasm. Blaize grabbed my hand, bringing my fingers to her mouth and sucking my arousal clean. “You’re intoxicating, princess.”
I turned in her arms, wrapping my hand around her neck and kissing her deep. “Take me to bed.”