Chapter 9
Chapter 9:
“So you like going to parties and getting wild?” He asked the moment he joined me naked under the covers after we were all clean and drunk from the sexv shower.
“Sometimes,” I collapsed onto the pillow, feeling exhausted and relaxed at the same time.
“Hmm… I don’t usually let my boys party much, but if it gets you all horny, limp and needy, I think even Lance will let you go to raves p>
Ten minutes later, Nash pulled me onto his body to sit on him and let me slide down to kiss him.
The man smiled as my dick slowly got hard again. “I was bored and Marx, my mate from Zephyr, told me about the rave. I tend to get horny when I drink and dance, uh… um and there might be some E involved…
Then there were people watching p>
“People watching p>
“Voyeurism p>
“Hmm…” Nash grinned, running his fingers along the contour of my bottom as he listened. “You like to watch people rubbing bodies on the dance floor p>
“Well, yeah, but there’s usually some couples who’ve been making out freely and even fucking, mmhm…” I was breathing heavily as he urged me to move my hips slowly. My ass was grinding against his groin and his hand was on the back of my neck, demanding deeper kisses. “Ride me, show me how horny you are p>
Another round of sex later, my limbs were like jelly and we dozed off until I woke up alone the next day.
Tears were slowly running down my cheeks, maybe it was the hangover. I didn’t want to know the reason, but I did. I thought I could be more, I still wish I could. Maybe one day.
Days later, Lance whisked me away from the city when his wife and kids were spending the weekend with their grandparents. He’d cleared my work schedule with Jed and told me to pack my clothes.
It was my first time spending a few days in such a fancy hotel, though I wasn’t sure this place was public. I couldn’t even find the name of the hotel. It seemed more like a private, expensive mansion reserved for the rich. We didn’t actually spend any time outside the hotel, but I didn’t mind. It was nice to be spoiled, and that weekend, I lay on luxurious hotel linens, showered with expensive bath soaps, and even the air in the room had that distinct scent of wealth.
Growing up, my adoptive parents did take me on vacations, but we stayed at budget hotels, the kind where families with lots of children go. In this place, the lobby alone screamed money. If Lance hadn’t placed his hand on my back and guided me inside, I would’ve turned right back around, convinced that I’d be kicked out for being poor, and that they’d see the “whore” in me instantly.
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But Lance was kind, and he must have used this hotel for his lovers, considering the way the lady at the reception greeted him by name and smiled at me without a hint of judgment. Maybe this was the kind of hotel that catered to rich clients and their affairs. I didn’t let my thoughts linger too much on it when I was ushered to our room and told to change into the hotel robe.
“I booked a private couples massage; they should be here soon,” Lance said.
Once I was done changing, Lance poured me a glass of champagne. After setting down his empty flute, he kissed my temple and told me to let the masseurs in and allow them to set up.
“I’m going to change. Finish your drink; it’ll help you relax p>
He was right.
They were treating me better than Jed ever had. Despite my initial reluctance, I was actually enjoying myself, basking in this lavish environment.
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