chapter 34 | masquerade party part 2-2

Phoenix and the guys are completely engrossed, watching a woman with pink hair and nothing on but a black garter belt, stockings, and clear heels have raunchy, porno sex with two guys at once. It's kind of a turn on to see him so taken in by it. Moments later, we return to our guys, drinks in hand. Happy to be reunited, we girls each grab the arm of our own personal boy toy. Having no one to cater to him, Nixon gives us deuces, effectively parlaying the role of odd man out to that of a one-man party. He's free to do as he pleases. He blends, then disappears into the crowd. "There you are." Phoenix pulls my chin to him, sensually locking lips with mine. His oh-so-kissable lips make my lips pulsate, his wet tongue warms and wets my tongue. He looks down at my hands and takes one of the drinks I'm holding, flashing that irresistible smile of his. "Thanks." "No, thank you." Drunk off his affection, my breasts tingle with anticipation. He takes a sip of his vodka tonic and wraps his arm around my waist. "Now that we know-know what this party is, I'd hate to be Sheila." Mia raises her eyebrows as she looks at us. "Aww. Nixon is fine. Sheila is, too." Riz writes off Mia's concern. "Poor, poor Sheila," I quip, smiling from ear to ear. "Leaving her man alone, at a party like this? I hope he's faithful." Mia sips her martini. "I would not want to be her." I glance at Penelope, she's wrapped up with JC, whispering sweet nothings in his ear and giggling at every word he says. "Get a room!" I playfully yell. Penelope cuts her eyes at me and smiles. "Girls, we're gonna see what this party is all about. We'll catch up later." She casually waves goodbye as she wanders off with JC. "From the looks of it, there's plenty to see." Riz wraps his arms around Mia. "I say we see it." "No time like the present." Phoenix bites me on the neck. I moan in spite of myself and suddenly it's just us. Phoenix flicks my nipples. "Why are they so hard?" he asks knowingly. He touches my see-through lace bra. "I like what you're wearing. Sexy as fuck." "What you're wearing, or better, what you're not wearing is hella sexy, too." I flirt back. Phoenix pats my behind. "Yoga does a body good. I want a piece of that." "What's this?" He reaches towards my crotch, with the hand that was holding the glass. Cold fingers cool my hot spot, making me even hotter. "You like that? My crotch-less panties? That turn you on? You know, when we came out here, men were touching me, everywhere? And I mean everywhere." I eye him, daring him to make a move. My hand travels from his chest, down over his toned abs and over his black boxer briefs. His erection grows under my grasp as I openly grope him. Just testing the waters. "I'm gonna kiss that pretty pussy." I feel myself blush. We need to find a room. Now! I search the room to find a place for us. The woman in the threesome moans incredibly loud. Both guys zero in on her body. With full concentration on their respective areas of penetration, the cuter one seems ready to release in her mouth. The gaze of the crowd intensifies. Some of the guys watching are rubbing and jagging off their erections. A guy to the right of us stands against a wall as his girl gets down on her knees. She kneels before him, pleasuring him with her mouth. He rests his hand on the top of her head, guiding her mouth, while never turning away from the threesome. She does a pepper grinding motion with her hands while deep throating his swollen erection. It drives him wild, pulling his attention away from the threesome and bringing it back to her. I may have to snatch that move. Phoenix whispers in my ear, "Let's find somewhere to lay you down." He gently licks my ear lobe sending tiny shock waves to my core. I clench my teeth, taking in a deep breath. I'm turned on by everything around me. It's outright, out loud and unadulterated. No one is hiding anything. He smiles that mischievous, sexy smile of his and takes my hand, leading me away from the threesome and the crowd. We walk the halls of the mansion. Everywhere we turn people are coupled, tripled, and quadrupled up. We even walk past a full-on orgy with a countless number of anonymous bodies. All lost in the moment, consumed with pleasuring themselves and one another. All the while, Phoenix can't keep his hands off me. He stops me in the hall and starts kissing my mouth. Tasting my neck. Stroking my bare crotch. His finger accidentally slips inside. What a pleasant surprise! It only intensifies my desire for him. I bite my lip in anticipation for what's next. "I can't wait to taste that pretty pussy of yours." Phoenix licks his lips as he smacks, then rubs my behind. He stands there looking down into my eyes. "That's mine. You know that, right? That pussy is mine." I look up into his eyes. My lips pulsate. I'm helpless against him. More and more I find I can't say no to him. "Yes." Ooh. Let's make love right here. I don't care. Bend me over a coffee table. Have your way with me. Have you lost it? I can barely watch these people have sex with a straight face, let alone do it myself, in front of strangers! No, these goods are staying on lock. "Tell me it's mine," he eggs me on. "This pussy is yours." He grabs my chin, bringing my face to his, for a soft, sensual kiss, arousing every inch of my body. Every cell is alive. Aching. Hungry. Craving more. I inhale the clean, masculine scent of his skin and it sends my senses into a frenzy. "How can you be so effortlessly irresistible?" I ask, breathlessly. He kisses me deeper in response. He can barely pull away from me long enough to talk. "Babe, I hate to admit it, but I'm obsessed with you. I've got to have you." He rubs his erection against me. "I need to be with you. Now." His lips. That body. He wants you. Look around. No one cares about rules or self-control. It's a free-for-all. Let's open up shop. Can't do it. Yes, you can. Absolutely not! There is no good or bad. Just empty or fulfilled. What do you want to be? Sexually pinned up? Congested? Wanting, but never getting? Or do you want to feel liberated and satisfied? Don't let someone else's rules rule you. This is your life. The battle between my desire for freedom directly contradicts my need for order, leaving me on the battlefield of my emotions. On one end, I'm shameless; a sex-addicted, love-struck concubine eager to court danger, willing to lay it all out there for everyone to see and on the other, I'm totally twisted in knots, fearful of being too loose in front of people, squirming with embarrassment anytime someone sees me watching them. I have no idea how to reconcile these two sides of me. Slowly, that inner bad girl is beginning to surface. The yoga-loving, book worm is losing her iron grip on my reality. Tension is building inside and sooner or later, I'll have to confront it. Again. Phoenix pins me to a wall.  He uncovers my breasts and kisses them, causing my body to have a mind of its own. Taking it as it comes, I moan loudly as my head dips back in ecstasy. My arm inadvertently brushes against a door. It creaks open. Finally. We've found an empty room.