He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small purple silicone looking thing.
“What’s that?” I had an idea, but I wanted him to confirm before I jumped to conclusions.
“I think you know what this is.”
“What am I supposed to do with that?”
“I think you know what you’re supposed to do with it.” He smiled and tossed it on the bed before he reached down to shut the other vibrator off.
“The boys want to see you tonight at the club.”
“And I’m expected to drop all my plans and come?”
“If you come is up to you, but we expect you to show up.” He winked.
“I see what you did there.”
“Just be sure to turn it on before you arrive. We’ll tell the bouncer to be expecting you.”
“And Lizzy too.”
“And Lizzy.” He knocked his knuckles on the door. “Try not to miss me too much.”
“I’ve already forgotten you were here.”
“I doubt that, love.”
He was gone, and I was left wet and fucked on my bed.
PPE… not personal protection equipment…
“Thislineisinsane.”Lizzy said as we were walking up to Vixen.
“Good thing I know somebody.” I opted for a black sequin strapless dress tonight and low heels. I wouldn’t have worn panties, but having this purple pussy eater thing in, made me nervous. I didn’t need to be dancing and birth it on the dance floor. That would be super awkward.
We walked up to the bouncer and before I could tell him who we were, he opened the rope for us. “They’ll see you upstairs.”
“Upstairs?” Lizzy shimmied her shoulders. “Look who’s all fancy now.”
“Stop.” I batted.
I remember there being a staircase on the left when we walked in that swooped up to the top level. I didn’t know of any other, so we walked along the hall towards the main dance floor until we found it.
Another bouncer was standing there and waved us through.
As we were climbing the stairs, I called over my shoulder, “Are you sure Tony won’t have a problem with you being here?”
“No. He’s at a work dinner or something. He said he may swing by later tonight, depending on what time he gets done and where we’re at.”
It was already ten o’clock, and I knew Lizzy said he was working on closing a big deal, which often meant lots of late nights and expensive dinners. I couldn’t imagine him wanting to come out to a club after all that.
The upstairs was a little quieter. There was a bar in the center and oversized booths scattered around the floor, with a small dance space in the middle. It curved around the downstairs so that whoever was up here could watch what was going on from almost every angle.
“There she is.” I heard a voice boom.
Callum.
I found him on the opposite side of the room, walking towards us with his arms outstretched. Class and sophistication. Sex and Power. That was Callum McCall, and he was intoxicating.
