SWNOVELS Bossy Bodyguard: Part 3 – Chapter 30
I tilted my head and raised my brow at his words. “It is, Cillian.” I dropped my voice to a sultry tone and whispered, “If you want, you can stay for the show. I won’t tell anyone.”
Winking, I stepped away from him. I could feel his eyes burning into me, so I smirked and added a little sway to my hips and ordered a glass of sparkling water from Joe. I didn’t want a repeat of last time. He raised his brow over my shoulder and slid the drink to me saying teasingly, ’Naughty, naughty, naughty!’
As I looked around, I was surprised to see more people than last time even though it was a weekday. There were lots of older men, women and even younger crowd wearing collars and some even holding leashes walking behind their owners. Dancers in many bodies were dancing in tight clothes in cage-like structures all over, raised by a stage. People were admiring them as different lights fell on their skin. I liked how free they seemed. Anyone could see, but no one could touch.
“Do you like it?”
I turned to a man, somewhere in his late to mid-forties, sitting beside me. He was sipping on auburn liquid and had a wedding band on his left hand. My throat tightened remembering something.
“They’re very talented,” I replied, drinking all the water.
“So you like to watch?” he asked, keeping his empty glass on the counter and facing me on the stool. He was wearing an expensive suit and had salt and pepper hair. Despite his age, he seemed very handsome.
Too bad I had a thing for tattoos and piercings.
“No,” I said, running my nail over his shirt, “I want others to watch me.”
“Is that so?” he rumbled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “If you are alone, I have an offer for you. Join me and my husband in a private suite where others can watch us as we take turns over your gorgeous body.”
I blinked at him, surprised by the offer. His husband? I looked over his shoulder to see another man, younger than him but definitely older than me, giving me a small smirk.
My gut churned, and I didn’t know how to respond. It was overwhelming.
“You are not ready,” he said bluntly, but softly.
I frowned. “But I didn’t even answer.”
“If it’s not an enthusiastic consent or approval, it’s a no, love,” he said, patting my hand. “If you want to be watched, you can have a room with a balcony for others to watch you. I’m sure lots of people would pay to watch you play with yourself. I hope you find what you are looking for.” He winked at me and stood up. His husband slid his hand around his waist and they both walked away, leaving me confused and curious.
I exhaled slowly and stood up. I knew what I wanted to do.
“Whenever you are ready, Miss.” One of the employees in their pretty dress said, showing me the way to the private room with a balcony circling it for others to come and watch me.
“I’m ready,” I said, raising my chin high, the mask in place on my face.
“Ah, before you go, a gentleman paid a high price to be in the room with you. He won’t touch you unless you consent to it, and we have our guards in the audience, so you don’t need to worry about your safety.”
I frowned, tilting my head. “Then why did he pay a steep price to be in the same room?”
They shrugged, a small smirk on their lips. “Some people like to instruct during the scenes. He could be a Dom or a top. You are free to do whatever you please and use the toys he instructed us to prepare for you at the corner table. Enjoy!”
I straightened my shoulders and tried to relax. I didn’t care that there would be another person so close to me while I touched myself. All I cared about was having fun and forgetting about the last few days.
When I entered the room, the first thing I saw were mirrors. So many of them. All around the room. I licked my lips when I felt multiple pairs of eyes on me. A hushed whisper ran through the small crowd when I walked towards the circular bed that was staged higher than the floor. There was an armchair in front of the bed, but I ignored it. I didn’t notice the man, but my breathing came to a halt when I found the table full of various toys near the bed.
Moving my hair over my shoulder, I smiled and traced my fingers over them. On it was a huge bottle of lube and cleaning wipes. A sexy pink vibrating egg with a small piece to stimulate the clit, a small wireless wand with different settings and… I took a sharp breath, picking up the cold metal object with a pink rose gemstone on the back.
I had never used a butt plug before, but the curiosity made me want to try it. In front of all these people.
Deciding to be bold, I turned to my audience and smiled when erotic music started playing around the room. The blood red curtains were wide open and even though I could feel all their stares on me, I couldn’t see any of them because of the lightning. I could already feel the blood in my veins thrumming with pleasure.
Picking up the vibrating egg, I kneeled on the bed with my dress and heels still on. Spreading my legs and without tucking my dress up, I started the toy on level one and moved it down on my breasts. Even though I was wearing a bra, my nipples stood erect when the vibrations shot tingles of pleasure down my spine and to my pussy.
I had just started and already soaked my panties.
The thrill of being the center of attention of so many people and feeling their lustful gaze on me made me confident and bolder. I lowered the vibe under my dress and sighed, arching my neck as delicious vibrations ran from my inner thighs to the place between my legs.
Now. I need it inside me now.
Tucking my panties to the side, I slid the vibrating egg inside me with a small moan. I was so wet that I didn’t even need lube when my tight walls clamped around it, the small stem on my clit keeping me turned on. The toy kept rumbling inside me as I played with my heavy breasts, looking around the balcony through the mask. I wished I could remove it, but I wanted to remain anonymous.
I wondered if he was watching me, jealous and angry that—
“Oh!” I moaned loudly when the vibrations of the toy inside me increased. I clutched the sheets, cheeks red and confused as fuck.
“I knew you’d like this toy, Doll.” My eyes widened as I watched Cillian walk from the corner of the room, looking dark and menacing.
His black mask was still on, but there was no mistake it was him. His deep voice, his tattoos and his eyes.
He sat down on the armchair and crossed his legs, his thumb moving on a screen and the vibrations climbed up, making me whimper and so close to orgasm.
“Y-you,” I managed to stutter.
He didn’t even smile, his face devoid of any emotion when he titled his head. “Are you going to cum?”
“Yes!” Names were not allowed to be spoken, and I wanted both of us to remain anonymous.
“Tsk, that’s not how you should address me, Doll.” He tutted in disappointment, increasing the vibrations again. “I’ll ask again. Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, Sir?” I asked, my eyes hazy from the lust.
“Good girl.” He lowered the vibrations when I was about to tip over the edge of orgasm and slowly turned them off. “Take your clothes off.”
“W-why?”
I didn’t care that he paid to be in the room with me, give me instructions. I just wanted to cum right now.
“Because I bought you for two hours, Doll. I own you and all your pretty holes,” Cillian smiled slowly, a sadistic gleam in his dark eyes that terrified and excited me at the same time. This was the man I had met that night who looked like a panther. “I don’t want to waste my money or time. Clothes. Off. Now.”
Oh fuck.
That was the last thing I had expected to happen, and I didn’t know whether I regretted teasing him or not.