“This is an elite club Vicky, only the best of the best come here, out of complete discretion,” he pauses for a second before continuing.
“Just trust me baby, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.”
I glance down at the black blindfold, lined with lace around it, and look back into his eyes; those damn eyes, they had me at day one. I nod my head in approval. My hormones are obviously doing all the thinking for me, because my brain has left the building; maybe I left it in West Beach. I seem to be making a lot of out of this world decisions since being here. This is all Jesse’s fault.
He comes up behind me; placing the blindfold over my eyes, while slowly kissing wet kisses down the side of neck. I feel his lips brush up against my ear, before he lightly bites down on it. Hearing a door open, all I see is blackness. I hear music playing in the background, with people talking; at least, I think they are talking. Blake brings his lips back to my ear.
“There are three couples in this room Vicky, and all the girls are blindfolded, understood?”
I swallow loudly, my head is screaming NO, this is definitely not good, but my instincts to explore are telling me, this is very fucking good. “Okay.”
He proceeds to lead me into a room I am guessing, I hear the voices go quite and Blake’s grip that he had on my arm let go.
“Strip,” is the next thing I hear come out of his mouth.
“What?” I whisper, thinking that maybe he could still hear me. He wants me to strip in front of three other men? He definitely is in this for a good time only. I swallow down my thoughts before beginning this “show” for him.
Blake
“Strip,” I demand from her as she stands in the middle of the room. I look over to the other three men that are sitting here about to get the show of their life, Vicky’s body is out of this world. She slowly zips the back of her tight dress down; making it drop to her feet, standing there with her hair around her face, falling perfectly past her tits. The blindfold is sitting on her eyes and she is in the sexiest lace get up I have ever seen. She looks fucking phenomenal. I take a long drag of my beer, trying to swallow the jealousy I can feel creeping up inside me. This has never happened before; I fucking never get jealous during a scene. I can’t feel; this is hopefully what is going to stop me from feeling for her. Ryder gets up and starts to make his way to her. Ryder has been a part of Sinstation since the beginning; however, no one can know that he attends these parties. Ryder Oakley is the lead singer of Spinal Tap, who are the most famous rock band out today; and I know that if she saw him she would be begging him to put his dick down her throat, like every other girl in this universe. So the blindfold can stay. He proceeds to make his way to her and my uneasiness continues to grow. Pull yourself together, Blake.
Vicky
My nervousness is getting the best of me as my breathing picks up. I feel someone come up next to me and whisper in my ear, “You alright with this babe? You look a little nervous.” His voice is smooth, but at the same time, it’s hard; that might just be the sexiest voice I have ever heard. I swallow again, turning my head towards the voice.
“I’m good, can’t say I’ve ever done anything like this before, but there’s a first for everything.” His hand wraps around my arm softly, turning me towards him; they feel strong and easily wrap around my whole arm. He runs his smooth lips over mine softly, not kissing; just sliding them over, probably testing my interest and I respect that. I can feel two lip rings next to each other on his lips. Well hello there. His hand wraps behind the back of my neck, he bends down pushing my lips against his, and then lightly bites down on my lower lip. A moan slips softly off my lips as he brushes his hands down the front of my body, running them slowly along my breasts and stomach area. I hear a hiss come from somewhere in the room, and I am almost sure it came from Blake. This shit must really turn him on. A hand comes behind my back, un-clasping my bra in one swift move; I feel a breeze skim past my nipples, making them come to life instantly.
“Shit Blake, she’s much better than the last girl you bought in here.”
I stop and my mouth sets into a hard line. “Wait, you do this a lot?” I say to the air, because I have no idea where Blake is. I hear him reply from a small distance in front of me.
“You’re not special darling, of course I have.” His response makes me clench my jaw together. Fucking prick. Turning back to the obviously keen man in front of me, I whisper to him and him only, “Can I see you?”
There is a pause before I feel his hands come up to my blindfold.
“Ryder,” Blake growls in warning from where he is sitting.