chapter 1

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a/n: trying something new ;). I'm a grown up now and I've come a long way from my 8th grade imagines lol. Obv content warning. Enjoy.

Walking into the space, Maria's senses were overrun with the sounds and figures of The Den. Nothing she wasn't used to, as she had been frequenting the crude bathhouse for years now, but the rush when you enter the main room never leaves. There were multiple groups of people in the many different seating areas the house had to offer. Her eyes were immediately drawn to a woman off to the side of the room who was surrounded by four different men whom of which were each worshiping a different aspect of her body.

"Maria" a familiar voice sounded from the bar area. She had to drag herself away from the enticing sight before her to walk to the other side of the room where a fully stocked and guarded bar sat. She sat down at the edge of the bar next to the towering beast of a security guard. Perfect tan skin with dark short hair, dressed in all black that did absolutely nothing to hide his corded muscles down his arms and across his whole back.

"Grayson" was all she could say as she took in the sight of him. Gray had been working here for the last year and she had formed a small friendship and a totally one-sided crush on him as well. She knew that he could never feel the same way about her obviously due to her frequent attendance of this establishment along with the things he has seen others do to her in this very room. I waved to John behind the bar and asked for my usual vodka soda.

"How's it looking tonight" he asked, always unable to read.

"I've seen a few things I'm interested in tonight" She said playfully with a wink, knowing it always embarrassed him.

Grayson stifled a blush and had to reinforce himself to ensure his knees didn't buckle. The interactions he was having with Maria were getting harder and harder, quite literally. "Well, be safe tonight, give me the signal if you need me to take anyone out."

"Oh, I will, but if I knew all I had to do was give you a signal, you would have taken me out months ago." John gave me my drink and she slipped a couple bucks into the jar with a smile. She looked back at Gray and he was again giving me an unreadable look. She gave him a sly smile and stalked back to the action.

Surveying the room, she decided that like most nights, she would hang back and take it all in until someone approaches her either to join their group or go back to a room. While she was open to either, depending on the quality of the asker, the thrill of being fucked in a group with lustful eyes watching was what she was most interested in.

Sipping on her vodka soda, she found herself up against the wall watching the same group she was instantly intrigued by when she first came in. They had moved from enjoying each other orally to the men fitting each of their massive cocks into each one of her holes. They had gathered quite the crowd for this house, as a few different people sat off to the side masturbating at the lustful indulgence before them. Maria was tempted to join them as she could feel herself getting wet, but she could feel a pair of eyes on her and knew something was coming.

A figure wove smoothly through the crowd towards Maria with eagerness. She could sense the heat from his gaze as he strode toward her. He was a presence, with dirty blond curly hair and piercing brown eyes that found hers as soon as he reached her. She was caught up in the heat that was traveling in between her legs when she recognized that he was holding out a shot for her. She was usually wary of taking shots from people she just met, but with a quick glance over to Gray, and his answering nod, she knew it was safe.

Grayson had eyes on everyone in the house. Especially when it came to the person of his most interest in the house. He was aware of every guy that had eyes on her and their movements at all times to ensure there was nothing that happened to her.

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