Reagan Through the Looking Glass (Hacking Wonderland, #1) by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt [Lindt, Allyson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense, psychological thriller romance, suspense kidnapping, dark fairy tales, forced proximity, kidnapped dark romance, dark mafia romance
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2017-08-14T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The first thing Reagan noticed when Hare led her through a flimsy curtain was how the neon lights clashed with the pastel upholstery. It took less than a second for her attention to be drawn to the patrons. People in various states of undress lounged on sofas. Some wore what looked like virtual reality goggles, while others seemed to be observing the scene.

A few feet away, a woman reclined in her seat, wearing nothing but the VR glasses. One leg was slung over the arm of her chair, and eat me was written on her stomach. Her head was tilted back, her legs slightly parted, and her nipples were swollen and pink, blending into tan skin. A second woman knelt between her legs. Reagan wasn’t at the right angle to see what she was doing, but their moans, loud enough to overlap the dance beat in the room, filled in the details.

Reagan wanted to look away, but the moment held her captivated. Thoughts of fleeing lingered in the back of her mind, but they were overshadowed by the rush of heat flowing through her veins. She squeezed her legs together, but it didn’t relieve the throb between. The public display both embarrassed and fascinated her.

“Eat me. Appropriate.” Hare’s voice in her ear mingled with her awe, rather than disrupting it.

She forced herself to stop staring, but focusing on his pale blue stare was its own distraction, and the other pockets of guests were at least as lewd. She turned her gaze to her feet instead.

“Don’t do that.” Hare placed a finger under her chin and raised her head so she’d look back at the two women. “Not if you like what you see.”

As she watched, her body reacted to every touch and groan. The phantom graze of fingers on nipples. The velvety swipe of a tongue along her pussy. The arch of her back with pleasure. “I’m not—”

“A prude. I know that.” His voice was heavy, and free of accusation. “If they didn’t want to be seen, they wouldn’t be in a place like this. They probably enjoy being the show as much as you enjoy observing them.” He moved behind her and trailed his fingers along the back of her neck. He tugged at the zipper of her corset to tighten the fabric around her breasts, but not enough to undo anything. “Would you like to become one of the displays? You’ve drawn some attention.”

Her heart slammed into her ribs, and the pulse from her belly to her sex increased. Everywhere he touched tugged a cord that raced to her core, making her want more. This was the same rush she got before. The surge of lust that buried her fear and ate at her adrenaline until it became euphoria.

It would be easy to drown in those sensations. She could push aside the last several days and let this go where it would. Would she let him strip off her top? Expose her like that? The hopeful gazes watching her from the shadows made the idea both terrifying and arousing.

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