‘What, you mean...’
‘Of course.’ His hand flips in an elegant motion. ‘Dungeons and dominants, they’re even advertised on the net.’ Laughing now, he leans forward, taking my hand. ‘Like-minded people will always find each other, Kate. Parties and munches, just... discrete.’
I open my mouth to ask what the hell that is—sexy times with an accompanying buffet?—when a spotlight sweeps the stage, a familiar voice floating through the air as a Lady Gaga track begins to play. The spotlight lands on a statuesque blonde—corset, garters, stockings and high, high heels—and as the light widens, it reveals a black leather riding crop held down by her side, and in the other hand, the handle of a leash wrapped around her wrist. As the light continues to extend, it does so to include a man by her side.Crouched on all fours.Her leash is attached to a leather collar fitted around his neck; tiny black shorts are the only other item covering him.
I close my mouth, pretty sure my eyes must be popping out of my head as the lyrics ofTeethfills the room and the raunchiest dance—display?—I’ve ever seen begins. I sense, rather than see, Kai’s gaze settled on my face, disconcerting me for the duration of the show. It’s unnerving and all kinds of sexy, both the show and his watching me. Watching me watching them is sort of voyeuristic and sends my mind into a spin.
By the end of the song, the collared man is panting and kind of blissed out, or at least a good actor, covered in lipstick and bite marks.
My eyes meet Kai’s at this point, his glittering gaze full of knowledge of my enjoyment, of the parallels drawn, the rest of his expression giving nothing away. I feel like I need a string of pearls to clutch, or at least a fan to break out. Something else to focus on beyond my hot face. In the place of these items, I reach for my glass and slide him a shaky sort of smile. More than the show, the knowledge of Kai watching my every reaction, knowing without even touching me he’s whipped me into some kind of internal frenzy, well, it makes me dizzy. And determined to keep my acknowledgment of this inside.
As I place my glass back, the lights rise once more.
The same blonde stands centre stage, this time with a couple of female dancers—pasties, tiny undies and masks—as a remix of ‘I Kissed a Girl’ begins to play. If the last show was raunchy, this one is downright explicit. I’m pretty sure it’d make Katy Perry blush. Girl on girl action? From where I’m sitting, and I’m sitting bloody close, it could be the real thing. More pearl-clutching, knicker-dampening, brow perspiring moments.
Near the end of the song, the blonde moves from the stage, balancing herself across one patron’s knees, brushing seductively against another. My heart pounds as she strokes her hand across my face in passing. Her attention is purely for women, the men in attendance don’t even get a second look.
Back on the stage for the climax of the song, she turns her back to us, wiggling out of her underwear, kicking them to the side with one foot. Turning around to an intake of breath from the crowd, between her toned and bronzed Amazonian legs she grasps a pretty impressive cock.Real, not plastic. Manscaped. Waxed. Or something. Definitely semi-hard. Or pumped, maybe? I heard male strippers do that sometimes.Inflate. Whatever, she has boobs and... you know the rest.
From there, things head into kinky town on the direct line. I see strange things. A man with boobs and a dick. Champagne... ejaculated. Enough said.
‘Talk about broadening your horizons,’ I say, giggling as we leave. Kai slides his hands into his pockets, my own threaded through the crook of his elbow. I want to be close to him, sure, and I feel a little tipsy, but also right now I want in his pants. I want to know if tonight has had the same effect on him. Him watching me, watching them, thinking of him... God, that’s confusing.
His only response is a vague murmur, until under the canopy of green, he kisses me. ‘Impressed, were you?’
‘Well, it was pretty large,’ I reply through my giggling.
‘You know what they say,’ he purrs, pulling me into his hips, ‘a big cock—’
‘Brings the risk of a kidney infection.’
Electing to ignore my idiocy, he grabs my hand. ‘I have little interest in conversation regarding any cock other than my own.’
‘What have you got to say about yours, then? Your...cock?’
His eyes flair. It could be my use of the word or my fingers trailing the front of his pants. Releasing a breath in almost a hiss, he grabs my wrists, his hips pushing into me a touch.
‘That I have an urgent need to sink it into you.’
‘Let’s see what we can do about that.’ Kissing and grabbing each other like teenagers desperate to get laid, we weave our way towards the boat.
A muffled beat pounds from the dock, parties seem to have spilled onto several boats. More worryingly, a party has spilled ontoKai’sboat.
‘What the fuck is going on?’ Kai grabs the arm of a crew member as he passes with a tray. He shrugs in response and murmurs something about the captain. Kai’s face hardens and we begin to make our way through the crowd on the lower deck.
‘Why would the captain allow this? You didn’t say it was okay, did you?’ I pull on his arm until he faces me, one hand grasping the back of his neck.
‘He’s not to blame. I’ve... allowed this before. A few times.’
‘But how—’
‘Kai, baby!’ A tiny strawberry blonde weaves her way into his arms, a bottle of Belvedere dangling from one bangle-rattling hand. She uses her other to stroke his face. ‘Sofia’s here. Feel like finishing what we started last time?’
Kai sets her back, his hands curled around her shoulders. ‘Where is she, do you know?’
‘On the top deck...’ The tiny red-blonde looks confused and thankfully, rebuffed.
‘Wait, I’ll be back very soon.’ My stomach twists painfully but without giving me a chance to object—or askwhat the fuck?—he kisses my cheek and moves deeper into the crowd.
