Infinite Love (28 page)

I rang the bell of the club and announced my name and gave the password and was let in by the same Butler as the last time we’d been. He showed me to the reception desk, this time was a raven haired woman with piercing steel grey eyes. She smiled and went to fetch the safe drawer and I deposited my wristlet and accepted the silver bangle, indicating silver guest status, on my wrist. I gulped as I removed my coat, but neither of them seemed fazed by my outfit at all. I was. I was used to going out in corsets, or dancing on stage wearing less, but the thought of walking around in a big house in front of strangers like this, just felt weird. I took a deep breath as I was led to the double doors and they swung open. It was packed.

I immediately started to worry that Gabe would stand no chance of finding me in here. I immediately blushed as I realised by standing in the doorway, preventing it from being closed, everyone was looking at me. I stepped forward, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I scanned the room for Gabe and the doors were closed behind me. It was at that moment that I realised that all of the men were wearing masques. Not only that, they were all dressed in black trousers and white shirts. Great, as if it weren’t challenging enough for me to find him in this dim lighting as it was?
Gabriel Austin, don’t you dare let me down,
I thought as I tried to make my way to the bar. I smiled politely as I was being checked out and felt a whole lot better about my outfit when I saw some women were in crotchless knickers and peephole bras.

I found a small space at the bar and leaned on it as I waited to be served and checked out my reflection in the mirror under all the bottles. I’d pulled my hair into a high ponytail, securing it with a thin hair band top and bottom, and had then wrapped red bondage tape all around it. My eyes had a very dark smoke effect with black rims all around, highlighter on my cheekbones and my plain Vaseline on my lips. I’d tried red lipstick, but hated it and had quickly scrubbed it off. I felt nervous, but at the same time incredibly horny to think what Gabe’s reaction would be when he saw me. If he hadn’t already. I ordered a vodka cranberry, with ice and turned as I heard a voice to my left.

‘Are you here alone?’

‘Actually, I’m hoping to meet someone,’ I replied as I turned to face a man who had to be at least six-foot-five with rugby player physique.

‘I think that’s the whole point of the club,’ he laughed.

‘Sorry,’ I replied with a blush.

‘First time?’

‘Second actually.’

‘So it can’t have been too bad an experience if you came back for seconds.’

‘First time was a very short experience.’

‘Us men really ought to come with cock grading labels so you know what you’re in for from the start,’ he replied with a twinkle in his barely visible brown eyes.

‘Not in that way,’ I laughed. ‘Short lived.’

‘No stamina either? Disgraceful. I’d better warn you that if I were lucky enough to be awarded the luxury of your company this evening, I am neither short, nor do I lack in stamina.’

‘Then any lady who accepts appears to be in for a very happy new year,’ I smiled. ‘Are you here alone?’

‘No, my wife is looking for some male company to join us, while I’m on a search for a lady.’

‘Then you’d better move on. A lady I’m most certainly not.’

‘I’m trying to tell if you’re serious or teasing me.’

‘I’m definitely not a lady. I got into a cat fight in the tampon isle of a high class supermarket on Christmas Eve and broke two of her teeth.’ I giggled as my companion roared with laughter.

‘Was it over the last box of tampons?’

‘If only it were such an important matter.’

‘Well, it wasn’t actually your credentials as a lady that I was questioning.’

‘O. What were you questioning?’

‘If you were serious about wanting me to move on?’

‘You’re wondering if I’ll make up your party of four?’

‘Yes.’

‘I’m so sorry, but it’s actually my husband that I’m meeting here and we’re not quite ready to share,’ I replied, trying to be as diplomatic as I could.

‘What a shame,’ he sighed. ‘I had a feeling you and I would have gotten along famously and my wife has always been partial to beautiful brunettes too.’

‘Then I feel very flattered, but I’d better leave you to work your charming personality on someone likely to say yes.’

‘Well, I hope that you have a very enjoyable evening with him, my loss appears to be his very favourable gain. Happy New Year Miss …?’

‘Ermmmm, Lillette,’ I replied quickly.

‘Lillette?’ he laughed. ‘As in Lillette’s tampons?’

‘Yes,’ I giggled. ‘Sorry it was the first thing that popped into my head after telling you about my fight in the tampon aisle. I didn’t imagine you’d pick up on the connection.’

‘I have two teenage daughters, Miss
Lillette.
’

‘Thank you for being so nice.’

‘If you’ll forgive me for saying so, I think you seem a little too nice to be somewhere like this, especially without your husband by your side.’

‘He’s not too far away.’

‘Looking the way you do tonight, if I were him, I wouldn’t have left your side. Well, I’d better move on then, or my wife will be most displeased that I’ve spent my evening with you and not found us a new plaything.’

‘Happy New Year to you, Sir,’ I replied with a curtsy.

‘Now you’re just being especially cruel,’ he laughed. He picked up my hand and kissed it. ‘Goodbye, Miss Lillette.’

‘Goodbye,’ I giggled and watched him work his way through the crowd in search of someone else. I decided this was quite fun, a bit of witty banter and harmless flirtation and if Gabe was watching, I knew it would be driving him crazy and he’d be ready with one of his famous punishment fucks. He hadn’t been aggressive with me sexually for quite a while. I knocked back my drink and asked for another and politely declined an offer from a balding tubby man shorter than Nana Page. He’d obviously had a spray tan in anticipation, but had gone a couple of shades the wrong way and looked like an Ompa lompa that had been dipped in gravy browning. I took my drink and left the relative safety of being protected from behind by the bar, and starting circling the room, trying to spot Gabe.

‘Are you free, love?’

‘I’m sorry?’ I turned to face the voice that had said something in my left ear.

‘I said are you free? My mate and I fancy taking a shot at you. Do you do anal? I bet you do anal with an arse like that.’ He placed his hand on my backside and squeezed. I yanked it off and twisted his wrist until he cursed.

‘Sure, provide me with the biggest strap on you can find and I’ll give you anal until you scream. How does that sound?’ I smiled and shoved him away from me. So much for a high entrance fee, money didn’t necessarily indicate class or manners.

‘I think the lady just politely told you to
fuck off
,’ came a male American voice and I looked around to see the nasty guy had followed me. He walked off muttering and my mystery rescuer turned to face me.

‘Thank you ever so much. I mean, I expect to be propositioned, but not in such an uncouth way, and to be groped as well?’

‘What the hell are you doing here, Mia?’

‘Mia?’ I queried. How did he know my name? ‘O my God.
Sam
?’ I uttered. He nodded and lifted his masque up onto his forehead.

‘Looking seriously hot, babe,’ he replied as he looked me up and down.

‘Stop looking, it’s creepy,’ I protested and crossed my legs and tried to fold my arms across my heaving bosoms.

‘Bit late trying to cover up now, I’ve seen it all. Well not quite, but I’d like to if you’re looking for company.’

‘No, I’m not, thank you very much! Gabe’s here.’

‘Still can’t believe you two come here, I was shocked when Lexi told me.’

‘O God, tell me Lexi’s not here too,’ I groaned. I hadn’t told her we were coming here, just that we were going to a dress up party. Sam shifted on his feet uncomfortably and I gasped. Of course she wasn’t here, she’d told me that he was in Germany tonight. ‘Sam!’

‘What? We have an open relationship. I fancied something a bit different tonight.’

‘Surely an open relationship is one where both are in the know about the other having sex with another person, or where one doesn’t lie about one’s whereabouts? She thinks you’re in Germany. That’s unacceptable.’

‘We’re not a couple Mia,’ he shot back. I glared at him and put my hands on my hips.

‘No, you’re not, but if you don’t want to see her you should be honest and say “Sorry Lex, not tonight I’m seeing someone else.”’

‘Don’t glare at me and stand like that, it’s damn hot and I already want you. How about it babe, you, me, and Gabe? One at each end?’

‘You’re coming so close to being slapped, Sam,’ I hissed.

‘I like being bossed around and slapped,’ he winked.

‘Don’t bloody tempt me. Do you know that she’s stopped sleeping with other people?’

‘I didn’t ask her to,’ he shrugged.

‘It’s been nearly two years Sam, two years of regular sex. You didn’t think she’d start to develop feelings for you? She’s not one of your one night stand groupies and you know it, or you wouldn’t keep coming back for more.’

‘Fine, alright, I really care about her, we have a great time sexually, and when we’re not having sex too, but I don’t want any more. I have women throwing themselves at me on an hourly basis, I don’t want a relationship. If I want to fuck someone else I will and if Lexi doesn’t like that well that’s her problem, I’ve been upfront from the start.’

‘You’ve not been upfront, upfront doesn’t include lying saying you’re out of the country. Upfront is “I don’t want to be with you tonight Lexi, I want to go to a sex club to find someone else to fuck.” Do you know how upset she’ll be to hear that not only did you lie to her, but you’re hitting on
me
? Again.’

‘O come on, you know I’ve wanted you from the start, so did she and she doesn’t have a problem with it, she’s laid back and cool.’

‘She wants you to think she’s laid back and cool, trust me, I know her a lot better than you ever will Sam, and I won’t let you do this to her.’

‘Meaning?’ he glared back at me and mirrored my pose.

‘You tell her you lied and that you were here tonight, or I will.’

‘You wouldn’t, she’d never forgive you for screwing this up. I treat her well when we’re together, buy her gifts, take her to nice restaurants.’

‘She’s deeper than you give her credit for, tell her before I get home tomorrow night, or I will, Sam.’

‘Mia, what the hell’s going on?’ asked Gabe as he strode up behind Sam, concerned laced through his voice.

‘Nothing, some arsehole just propositioned me,’ I replied as I looked back at Sam.

‘You’re welcome Gabe, I stepped in and helped her.’

‘Sam?’ he uttered, amazed, as he drew level.

‘I was talking about you,’ I objected with a shove of Sam’s shoulder before I grabbed Gabe’s hand. ‘Tomorrow night. I’m not bloody joking.’

‘Weren’t you supposed to be in Germany?’ Gabe asked over his shoulder as I dragged him out of earshot and pulled up. ‘Ok first, what the hell’s going on? Why’s Sam here and why are you so mad? And second, Jesus Christ, what the fuck are you wearing? I’ve been hard from the minute you walked in.’

‘You really like it?’ I asked as I smiled at him. In my heels I was level with him. I grabbed my pony tail and pulled it, as I cocked my head and one knee.

‘Mia,’ he growled and yanked me to him by the waist. I quivered as he ran his tongue up my neck, tasting me. ‘I fucking love it.’

‘Excellent, Sir. I aim to please.’

‘Sir? Are you trying to tell me that you don’t want vanilla tonight?’ he murmured as he lightly kissed my
make me soak my knickers
spot on my neck.

‘I want whatever you want tonight,
Sir
.’

‘God damn it, Mia, I love you,’ he responded with a territorial bite and suck on the crook of my neck. I clasped his biceps as I sagged against his chest. ‘So before we go and test out your capacity for kink tonight, what the hell was going on with Sam?’

‘Don’t bring me down,’ I sighed as I ran my finger along the hair line of his neck and nibbled his ear.

‘Sir is ordering you to tell him.’

‘He lied to Lexi and said he was in Germany because he wanted to come here and fuck someone else. I told him lying about it was unacceptable and if he didn’t tell her by tomorrow night, I would.’

‘Do you think that’s wise?’ Gabe asked as he straightened up.

‘O God,’ I groaned. I’d not really taken much notice of his face with all my righteous Sam rage. ‘You look so hot in that masque.’

‘You like?’ he asked and I saw an eyebrow cock over it.

‘I fucking love it,’ I giggled echoing his words. I traced the edges of his lips with my finger and he quickly captured it between his teeth and sucked. ‘Stop,
stop
. My knickers are already wet enough.’

‘Why?’ he shot back.

‘Imagining meeting you and your reaction to my outfit.’

‘Not the tall man chatting to you for ages at the bar?’

‘You
were
looking,’ I smiled. ‘No, it was the short Ompa lompa. That fake tan and comb over had me come on the spot.’

‘He’d be great for giving oral while you were standing up in those boots. You could rest your vodka cranberry on his head while he was at it.’

‘Stop,’ I laughed with a shove of his shoulder. ‘How close by were you?’

‘Close enough,
Lillette
.’

‘You heard that?’ I groaned.

‘I’m amazed you didn’t hear me chuckling. So how wet are we talking?’

‘Incredibly. I love the idea of you being aggressive with me.’

‘Let’s start now then.’

‘The doors haven’t opened.’

‘Doesn’t deter anyone else,’ he replied with a flick of his head to where a woman was on her knees blowing off a guy with a small crowd gathering.

‘What about Sam?’ I warned. ‘I don’t like the idea of him seeing you touching me.’

‘He’s distracted. Who do you think’s getting head over there?’ he laughed.

‘No,’ I uttered and looked back to see sure enough it was Sam, without his masque. Of course he wouldn’t want his face covered, that would lessen his odds of pulling if no one knew he was Sam of Nevada 6. ‘I could bloody kill him.’