Room Sixteen: Three Men Breed A Lady: Club Sin by Gia Bailey

Author:Gia Bailey [Bailey, Gia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

Melanie

I think I was having an out-of-body experience. I followed the guys through the exclusive, luxurious interior of the club they’d brought me to. Club Sin. Well, considering what we were about to do, the name was certainly fitting. We passed room after room, and I stared at the leather studded doors and wondered what was going on inside those sound-proofed rooms. The thought was making me wet, and achy, my entire body heavy and full of a desire that was so huge, I was a little afraid of how it would act, once unleashed. Ian’s words were true, after all. In my filthiest fantasies, I had imagined being with all the men I loved, at the same time, even as my rational mind had shied away from it. I had pegged it as a fantasy so wild, it was only for dark, lonely nights, when I dared to dream of something so hot, it had set my imagination on fire.

But now, this was real. With my guys on either side of me, and Ian’s broad back striding down the corridor in front, we were doing this.

We stopped at door sixteen, and I glanced nervously inside as Ian unlocked it. The room was opulent and full of oddly shaped furniture that made me blush. There was a huge bed in the center of the room, and a lot of mirrors. I tried to imagine seeing all of us naked in those mirrors, flesh upon flesh, limbs entangled, unable to tell who was who and shuddered with desire.

Ian locked the door behind us, and I walked further into the room. Soft music played, something slow, and sexy. The lighting was low. There was a table with food and drinks on it, a sunken bathtub on the floor, big enough for four. I shivered looking at it.

“Don’t be nervous,” Sam said, coming up behind me, and slipping my coat off my shoulders.

“I’m not,” I replied. He leaned in and moved his lips past my ear.

“Liar,” he whispered.

“Aren’t you?” I wondered, turning to face all three of the men I loved.

“No,” Sam’s answer was steady.

“Not even a little bit,” Dylan’s delivered with a smirk.

Ian didn’t bother to answer, only shook his head slowly, his grey eyes full of hunger.

“Well, I for one am too damn warm,” Dylan said then, shifting us from that stillness that came before great action. We were all standing on the precipice of something, and Dylan was the first to jump. He shrugged his coat off and pulled his shirt over his head in one fluid motion. His gorgeous, muscle-bound body came into sight. Dylan was comfortable being naked. He often worked shirtless in his studio, and I often stopped by to enjoy the view, but it felt different now. Seeing his body and knowing I would be able to touch it was so exciting, I was beginning to think they’d be no need to take my panties off. They might have burned off with anticipation.

His hands went to his jeans, and those were kicked off next, leaving him in just boxers.

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