Chapter 1: The Velvet Invitation
The Velvet Lounge pulsed with a seductive hum, the kind of place where secrets were whispered over martinis and desires lingered in the smoky air. I was there with Joe, my best friend, who’d dragged me out for one last night of debauchery before he tied the knot with Bri. But the moment I saw Bay, everything else faded to static.
She was leaning against the bar, golden hair cascading over her shoulders, a black dress hugging her curves like a lover’s grip. Her lips, glossy and parted, curled into a smirk as she caught me staring. Those eyes—sharp, daring—pinned me in place. I felt my pulse kick up, a heat spreading low in my gut.
“See something you like?” Her voice was a low purr, slicing through the din of the bar like a blade.
I swallowed, my throat dry as desert sand. “Maybe. Depends on the offer.”
Bay pushed off the bar, her hips swaying as she closed the distance between us. She smelled like vanilla and trouble, a scent that made my head spin. “You’re with them, aren’t you?” She nodded toward Joe and Bri, who were already lost in each other on the dance floor, Bri’s body arched against Joe’s roaming hands.
“I am,” I admitted, my voice rougher than I intended.
Her gaze flicked to the end of the bar, where a tall, dark-haired man—Jay—watched us with a lazy, possessive grin. “Funny. I’m with him.” She tilted her head, her tongue darting out to wet her lower lip. “Ever shared before?”
My breath hitched. “No.”
“Good.” Her smile was a promise, sharp and wicked. “First times are always the sweetest.”
I should’ve walked away. Joe was my brother in all but blood. Bri was his future. And Bay? She was a wildfire waiting to burn me alive. But the way her gaze dropped to my mouth, lingering like a caress, had me hard before I could think twice.
An hour later, we were in a private booth in the back—dim red lighting, plush velvet seats, and a lock on the door. Jay had joined us, his arm slung around Bay’s waist, his smirk telling me he knew exactly where this was headed. Joe and Bri stumbled in behind, laughing, Bri’s dress riding high on her thighs, Joe’s tie a loose noose around his neck.
“Wait—” I started, but Bay cut me off, pressing a finger to my lips.
“Shh. No thinking.” Her mouth replaced her finger, her tongue sliding between my lips in a kiss that was all hunger and heat. I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her flush against me. She tasted like gin and danger, a flavor I couldn’t get enough of.
Behind me, Bri’s moan cut through the haze as Joe’s mouth found her neck. “Fuck, you’re already so wet,” Joe growled, his voice raw with need.
Bay broke the kiss, her breath hot against my ear. “Watch them.” She turned me just enough to see Joe drop to his knees, his face buried between Bri’s thighs, her fingers tangled in his hair as she ground against him.
“God, yes,” Bri gasped, her voice trembling. “Lick me deeper, baby—fuck—”
Jay’s dark chuckle vibrated beside me. “You like watching, don’t you?” His hand slid down, palming me through my pants, the pressure making my hips jerk. “Already hard as hell.”
Bay dropped to her knees in front of me, her fingers deftly working my belt open. “Let’s give them something better to watch.” Her smirk was pure sin as she freed my cock, her thumb brushing over the tip, smearing the pre-cum already beading there. “Mmm. Thick.”
I barely had time to process her words before her lips parted, taking me into her mouth. No teasing, no hesitation—just deep, her throat opening around me as she swallowed me whole. “Fuck—Bay—” My fingers tangled in her hair, my hips twitching as she pulled back, her lips tight, before plunging down again.
The room was a symphony of moans and gasps, the air thick with lust. I knew we were teetering on the edge of something explosive, something forbidden. And as Bay’s tongue swirled around me, her eyes locked on mine with a challenge, I knew there was no turning back.
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