Page 35 of Dancing With Lies

“I’m going to check on Kitty, she was with Kai earlier, will you be alright on your own?” She wanted him to say yes but would stay if he wanted her to remain at his side.

“What? Yeah! I’ll be fine.” He said off-hand and looked around at all the beautiful people in his house. He swallowed hard but didn’t look as if he was about to bolt, at least.

“You sure? I know this probably wasn’t what you were expecting, but you wanted to be introduced to this, so I thought it was the perfect time.” She smiled at him and waited, but he didn’t look back at her. He was too caught up in what was going on around him.

People had started to couple up as the minutes passed, or group up in some cases, and Lincoln couldn’t look away. That was good, she thought with a grin, and left him to it.

Dylan and Emily had disappeared outside with another couple, likely to watch if Roxie knew Dylan, and nothing more. That was fine, she didn’t judge people for their kinks or their limits. As long as you respected both, you could have a good time.

Roxie spotted a girl named Jasmine hanging out in the dining room with some other ladies and thought she might pique Lincoln’s curiosity. “I’d like to introduce you to someone, Jas, if you don’t mind?”

“Sure.” The blonde with blue eyes similar to Roxie’s agreed and followed Roxie out of the room. She found Lincoln alone in the kitchen and that annoyed her a little. How was he supposed to explore her world if he hid away?

“Hi Lincoln, this is Jasmine, I thought you’d like to meet her.” Roxie introduced the two and backed away. She noted he had a beer in his hand, but he hadn’t taken a drink from it. Was it a prop?

“What? Oh, hi, Jasmine.” He smiled down at Jasmine, but the smile didn’t quite meet his eyes. He glanced at Roxie and she made a gesture with her head at Jasmine. Lincoln looked away from her with a frown but didn’t say anything.

“I’ll leave you two to get to know each other,” Roxie said, but from the rapt way Jasmine looked up at Lincoln, she knew it was a sure bet. If Lincoln didn’t fuck it up.

Lincoln did make an effort this time, Roxie saw from the hallway, and flirted a little with the woman, but he soon excused himself to wander off. Sounds from the study seemed to have caught his attention, so she followed him. Kai was in there on the small brown leather sofa with one of the other ladies, a woman named Delilah.

Delilah was a beautiful brunette with alluring brown eyes. Lincoln seemed interested in her, or watching her, at least. Roxie wondered where Kitty was since she’d seen Kai with her earlier. Kitty must have bowed out of the scenario, which was fine. Kai seemed happy enough with the young woman whose legs he was currently between. She was sitting on the couch with Kai on his knees in front of her. Roxie felt a twinge of interest as Delilah’s fingers twisted almost cruelly in Kai’s hair. She heard him moan in pleasure and knew Kai was happy with the treatment he was receiving.

Lincoln looked over at Roxie in the doorway across from him, a question in his eyes. She just smiled an enigmatic smile and waved at him. It was hard to walk away from the room when the woman began to moan in pleasure, her hips moving in time with Kai’s head, but Roxie wanted to give Lincoln room to explore.

A few minutes later, after a glance out of the picture window, Roxie went outside and watched Emily and Dylan while they watched the other couple they’d followed out there. The newly installed security fence was solid metal painted hunter green, and the couple were making good use of its sturdiness. The guy had the woman up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his hips as he fucked her hard and fast. There were no bindings, gags, or other implements involved, this was just free and wild sex, on display for anyone that wanted to watch.

The heavier stuff was probably taking place upstairs, in the attic. In this situation, that kind of sex could prove dangerous if an unsuspecting onlooker got a glimpse of what could take place. Roxie didn’t want the cops showing up at Lincoln’s door, and neither did any of the other guests. The rougher stuff would take place up there.

Dylan and Emily were on one of the outdoor couches on the deck, watching but not touching. Roxie clung to the shadows, observing how Dylan’s hand crept toward Emily’s over time. When the woman shouted out in pleasure, the guy fucking her let her body go and turned her around to face the deck. Dylan and Emily should be invisible from where the couple stood below, but Roxie had a feeling they weren’t. The guy wanted to be watched and Dylan and Emily were more than happy to oblige.

Roxie smiled, her body responding to the double display, but she controlled herself. She always did. Even when Dylan pulled Emily into his lap to devour her mouth with hungry need. Damn, he was a good kisser, Roxie noted before she left them in the dark.

14

Roxie

Roxie’s fingers trailed up the banister as she climbed the wood staircase to the attic. She’d arranged privacy curtains in different areas up there but besides the beds, lamps, and a bowl of condoms, there was little else. The curtained sections that were open caught her eyes and she watched a threesome with two men and one woman for a while.

A blonde relaxed on the bed as two dark-haired men worshipped her from the tips of her toes, all the way up to her lips, where their mouths took turns kissing the woman. Roxie’s body responded as she watched, desire a hot surge in her veins. Since her first time, she’d been aware of how good sex could feel and enjoyed taking part in it.

Over her years at Elmo’s, she’d learned about the pleasure of being both a voyeur and an exhibitionist. She’d watched couples and let others watch her. She enjoyed being watched the most, which was one of the reasons she loved dancing so much. She held people’s attention when she danced, kept them on the edge of their seats, made them want her. Watching was fun, but knowing you had an audience was powerful.

She took a seat in a straight-backed chair to continue to watch the threesome on the bed. Both men had moved, as if this was a choreographed session, down to the woman’s nipples. Roxie could see how the pink tips had flushed to a much rosier color, a sign of the woman’s arousal. Roxie knew she’d been caught watching when one of the men pressed the woman’s legs open to the view of anyone watching. Roxie glanced up from the slick display between the woman’s legs to find the man’s gray eyes on hers. There was a question there, but Roxie shook her head with a tilt to say no thanks. The man returned his attention back to the woman, his fingers now teasing between the legs he’d just opened.

Roxie watched them as they worked to get the woman off together. From the way the woman breathed, Roxie knew it wouldn’t be long. Her moans filled Roxie’s ears, a delicate sound that made Roxie’s nostrils flare. She’d been with women, she’d been with men, but she’d been with neither lately. Fuck, she needed a night of sex, maybe with a whole crowd of people.

Instead, she tormented herself and sat there like a stone, unmoving as she watched the men stroke the woman, one man’s hand teasing her clit while the other slid his thick fingers into her. Roxie squeezed her legs together, wondering if she could eke out a tiny orgasm and get it over with. All it would take to get her off right now would be a breath over her neck, a glance at her nipples, but nobody noticed her now.

She moved her legs again, crossed them as the woman cried out in release, a sweet sound that made Roxie’s face heat up as her blood pounded through her veins. Roxie thought the woman’s name was Jane, but she wasn’t sure. There were two women that looked quite similar, Jane and Maria, so it could be either one. Whichever it was, she was having fun. Roxie would have gone to get Lincoln, to let him watch, but she didn’t want to leave the display. There was also the fact that she might just throw herself at him if she did find him.

When the woman pushed at the men, they all moved. The woman got up to straddle the man that took her place and Roxie watched as the woman sank down on him. The woman still had a waist cincher on, a black lacy thing, and it emphasized how perfect her waist was. Roxie looked her fill, at the way the woman’s hips flared out into a beautifully tanned ass, the way the man’s thick cock disappeared as the woman sank down.

“Fuck me,” Roxie whispered, too enthralled to look away. The other man came up behind the woman, drew her face back to his for a kiss, and blocked Roxie’s view.

Roxie frowned in disappointment but didn’t protest. This was their moment and the men took their time, got the woman properly prepared for sex. They were gentle with her and that was all that mattered. Good.

Roxie watched the very handsome men as they moved for a little while longer, admiring their bodies, the thick muscles that bunched up as the man behind the woman moved. Roxie grinned as she got up. She didn’t mind watching one bit, but there were other sights to see tonight, and she needed to check on the other ladies. And Lincoln, if he hadn’t disappeared into one of the bedrooms downstairs. But maybe, just a minute longer?