Chapter 2

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An hour later, I walked back into Jade's through the back door with my hands now full. I went to get donuts for everyone to keep myself from thinking about last night.

And guess who meets me and who's right here at the door? Marcus and he wants all the gory details.

Marcus asked, "How was last night?"

"Last night was awesome. I had such a good time. Promise and Shun were enthusiastic about the club too." I responded.

"So, did you meet anybody? Was the food on point as it was supposed to be? Was the ambiance the way that I thought it would be?"

"Yes, Marcus, it was awesome. The food was delicious and sexy too. They had everything from butterball cookies to sex me champagne."

"You had to knock on the door to show them your invitation, give them a secret password, then the valet took our car. While he parked it, we were allowed entrance."

"The silhouettes on the walls were of all sexual content, I mean, you had men leaning over women, women on their knees, and men face first in sex. It was so damn sexy. What really got my attention was the tall, strong, black men that escorted us through the lobby and into the actual club, which is behind a wall of a shimmering waterfall."

"I didn't know Wicked was so secretive. But that's not even the good part. So let me take you into my office, grab a cup of joe and a couple of donuts, and tell you what the best part of my night was."

By now, other staff had started to show up, and I shouted as I walked back to the office. "Hey, everybody, we will have a meeting in 20 minutes. I'll see you guys in a minute. Enjoy the donuts and the coffee all on me before we start to prep for lunch and tonight."

Marcus and I got to my office and closed the door. I directed him to have a seat with my hand. I looked at him once I sat down and, with a sly smile and began.

"Marcus, I ventured up to the second floor at the club. I saw a woman on her knees sucking the soul out of this man's dick. It was a turn-on because the room was blacked out with a red light, the bed was solid black, and it looked like silk or satin, but that's not even the best part of the evening."

Marcus slowly inched to the front of his chair while I was talking. Putting his coffee on the desk and his hands under his chin. "So, tell me what the best part was? Girl, did you join them?" he asked with horrified eyes.

I knew I had a smile on my face as big as a Chester cat, and I was going to tell him every beautiful, magnificent detail of what happened to me on the 2nd floor of Wicked Temptations, so I leaned forward, and I continued.

"First off, sis, stop that. You know I would never.", shaking my head.

"So, I was watching this man and this lady, and I was getting a little antsy. I started rubbing my legs together. You know, rocking side to side. It was, at that point, a man, I have no idea what he looked like, no idea who he was, but his scent was masculine and provocative. It made me even wetter. He slowly wrapped his arm around my waist, put his hand on my thigh, and asked me, "Do you like that?"

My response was, "Yes.", naturally, and he continued to whisper directions in my ear. He told me to stand still and watch how the woman takes the man into her mouth." "Look at her face in the rapture. See how she's enjoying it?"

This whole time this man is inching his hand up my side. He takes his strong hand and lightly brushes over my center. I jumped in the most delicious way by this time.

I looked at Marcus then and saw that his eyes were big, his mouth was wide open, and I knew he had a question. So, I politely say, "What?"

Marcus looks at me and says, "So, you mean to tell me you allowed a stranger to fondle you at that club, and it was delicious? Girl, you are so naughty. Tell me there's more, please?"

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