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The bar was located in the meat-packing district. Eric brought me here a few times back when he lived in the city, but I wasn’t familiar with the area for the most part. I entered the building, noticing the surroundings being a typical bar with buzzing patrons and music to set the ambiance.
Wooden stools butted up against the brass foot rail caught my attention, as did the back wall with several glass shelves housing every bottle of liquor you could think of. I desperately needed something to calm my growing nerves, so I headed straight to the bar to quench my thirst.
The bartender was quick to serve me, just as fast as downing a gin and tonic in almost under a minute. When I began to feel my limbs loosen, a hand pressed on the small of my back.
Dominic appeared beside me, looking incredibly sexy in a gray blazer with a white collared shirt slightly unbuttoned beneath it. He wore his glasses again, the bane of my existence. How can something so simple be so goddamn sexy?
“You’re here,” I said, surprised to see him thinking he’d ditch the drinks.
“I’m not one to stand up a stunning woman like yourself.”
Dominic motioned for me to take a seat on one of the barstools. As my eyes scanned the area, noticing a few empty tables and chairs in a more intimate spot, I questioned why he wanted to hang at the bar. Loitering at the bar area was where singles generally hang out, hoping to strike up a conversation with someone else or quickly get away if the date wasn’t going as planned.
“Nice bar,” I commented, admiring the wood-grain countertop.
“Thank you. I own it.”
I turn my head to face him with curiosity. “You own this bar?”
Thankfully, I didn’t say it was a shit hole.
Actually, it was far from it. It had a certain ambiance, which was relaxing, unlike many of the other places around here. Many patrons were dressed in corporate wear like me, unwinding with drinks after what had probably been a hectic day in the office.
“This, and a few other places.”
“Eric never mentioned what you did.”
“That’s because Eric doesn’t know.” He motioned for the bartender to serve me another drink before he suggested we take this to a more private area. Thank God, I had started to get a complex of his intentions. “I want to show you something.”
We walked upstairs, and taking my hand, he entered a code on a security panel just outside the door. My heart was beating fast, about to fall out of my chest and ready to go into cardiac arrest on the floor. I had no idea why, as this wasn’t my first rodeo with a man.
The room was dark, only a glimmer of light coming from a large window. Oddly so, the window didn’t appear to be facing outside, and from where I stood, it looked like it had a view of another room.
Dominic stopped me in my tracks, quickly standing before me and blocked my vision toward the window.
“I want you to relax, take it in, and don’t think about anything else.”
My nerves mix in with confusion. Was he going to fuck me in this room? A part of me was scared. I’d never done anything like this with someone I barely knew. But my body betrayed me, the sensations swam freely and clouded any rational judgment I should have had at that moment.
“I don’t understand?” I stuttered, staring into his eyes.
“Do you trust me?”
I hardly knew him, let alone be able to trust him. Yet he’s Eric’s brother, and surely, our ties should cement the fact that he wasn’t taking me to a dungeon to kidnap me.
“I trust you,” I repeated, lowering my voice.
He moved behind me and motioned for me to step closer to the window. With every step forward, my eyes widened until the view of the room beneath us consumed my vision.
Men and women filled the room, some old and some young. Some wore clothes, and many were completely exposed. The more I stared below, the more it began to sink it. It must have been a sex club of some sort, given many people were in compromising positions.
My eyes were drawn to a woman on all fours, sucking a man off while two men behind her take turns entering her. Beside them, an older couple were fucking on their own, completely naked as people circled them and watched.
“A sex club,” I mouthed, trying to gather my thoughts. “This is a sex club.”
“It’s a place for people to let go of their inhibitions.”