Page 60 of Sins of Seduction
There was a knock on the door and Cruz cursed. “Just a second,” he grounded out as he willed his fingers to release their hold on the sink.
He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, not recognizing the man who stared back at him.
“What are you doing?” he whispered to himself, truly feeling torn.
Being brought to your knees by a woman who is sin incarnate and who’s not afraid to explore all the ways there is to experience pleasure.
“God help me.”
Jax and Raven walked into their assigned room. It was already in full swing with groups off in separate sections in the throes of passion. There were a few stragglers that were content to sit back and watch. Jax saw a woman with the same colored mask he, Raven, and Cruz had on. He noticed her earlier, and something about her had looked familiar, but in the dim lighting of the room, Jax couldn’t be sure.
The room was accented in golden hues that made the room feel like it belonged to royalty. He wasn’t sure what the themes of the other rooms were, but he figured they were probably all color coded based on everyone’s mask.
There was a stripper pole and small stage in the center of the room with one long couch off to the far right that had at least four people on it fucking. There were smaller sectionals in each corner of the room with plush rugs coating every square inch.
The cleaning bill after a night like tonight must be extensive.Jax thought as Raven led him to one of the empty sectionals that had a direct line to the exit.
As soon as they sat down, Raven’s hands went under her dress, and Jax wrapped his fingers around her wrist, stopping her. She’d been ready to go watching Cruz get head, but they had both stopped her from touching herself. It was weird how instinctual it felt to move in tandem with Cruz. They both had this need to just let Raven watch—to heighten the arousal seeping into her body.
Jax wasn’t sure where Cruz had walked off to and if he was even coming back, but Jax wanted him here. He trusted Cruz, maybe not enough to share in the darkest parts of him, but those secrets hadn’t been enough for Raven or himself to give voice to either in the beginning. Those dark parts had been labeled shameful, so Jax kept them close to his chest, —protecting his shame until he didn’t feel that way anymore.
Cruz had been the only one Jax fully trusted at his back when he was a cop, and while his friend could be a dick, Jax knew they’d be able to work together to give Raven what she wanted—what she needed.
The door opened and Jax’s gaze shot to the newcomer, not even ashamed by the hope that pumped through him that Cruz had found his way here.
“Can I have my hand back, please?” Raven sounded frustrated. “You promised me I’d climax ten times and here I am at a measly one.” She grumbled, pulling Jax’s attention back to her.
“How are you?” he questioned, his voice going soft as he searched her face. She may have had more experience with these parties, but he doubted any of them had been like this—with a man she was in love with and a man she didn’t particularly like most days.
Raven tugged her hand out of his hold, and he let her go. She turned full to face him. “I appreciate you for checking in, but I’m fine. Are you still doing okay?” Her gaze took in the room, stopping only at the single female in the gold mask before coming back to face him.
Jax was doing better than okay. This concept, while overwhelming, was—for a lack of a better word—fun. He loved the way Raven’s eyes greedily took him in when she watched him tease the random woman with his tongue. He loved the way she coaxed Cruz’s desires out of him in the same manner she had coaxed his own demons out to play.
“I’m fine. I was asking because I know—” he stopped short as a thought hit him. “What was your secret?” he questioned, remembering what the woman in the front told him before she let them in.
Had he, Cruz, and Raven all shared the same secret?
“I know that look. What do you think you’ve figured out?” Raven smiled at him.
He placed a hand on her knee, slowly moving, letting his hand travel up the inside of her thigh until his fingers brushed her core. She tried to close her legs—to trap him there—but Jax grabbed her other leg and pulled them farther apart.
Hetskedunder his breath as he moved off the chair to kneel down in front of her. His hands went behind her knees and he tugged, pulling her farther down on the sectional so her lower half sat on the edge.
“I was thinking I know your secret,” he whispered as he made quick work undoing his tie and wrapping them around her wrists.
There was a sparkle in her eyes. “Do tell, Pierce.”
“First,” he bunched her dress up toward her waist, hooking his hands in the waistband of the underwear. “Up.” She lifted her hips and Jax pulled down the panties, stuffing them into his pockets. “Do we need to keep the mask on? I didn’t hear that when they went over the rules.” Jax had been dying to take the damn thing off. He had a feeling it would just get in the way, and he wanted to make sure Raven saw his pleasure clearly on his face.
She shook her head, and Jax took the thing off, throwing it next to him. He tugged on his tie when Raven had been about to do the same thing. “Keep yours on for now. As far as your secret goes, it’s the same as mine.” He pushed Raven’s legs wider, enjoying the wetness he could see coating lips he loved to converse with. Seeing her so open made him hungry, and he threw one of her legs over his shoulder just as the door to the room opened again.
He glanced over his shoulder to see Cruz standing by the door, his scowl a permanent fixture on his face, until his gaze collided with Jax before going to Raven. Jax felt Raven’s sharp inhale, and when he glanced back in between her legs, he let out a chuckle when he saw her get wetter.
“Jax,” she whimpered his name, and he leaned in to kiss her inner thighs.
“Do you want to know my secret, Rave?” Jax felt Cruz at his back, could feel his eyes lingering in between Raven’s legs, and he pulled back to give Cruz a better view.
Jax used his other hand to spread her pussy wide, giving Cruz a glimpse to what he’d get to taste and fuck tonight. “She feels as good as she looks, Cruz.” Jax licked his lips, already tasting her. “My secret is the same as yours, Rave, and my guess is, it’s the same as Cruz’s too. He wants to fuck you as badly as we want to make that happen.”
