Flatline - Murder | Mystery | Intrigue

Chapter 8

***Mature content ahead***

Kay

I met Izzy, Avery and Jess at the club and unlike my work attire, I was dressed in a short, sexy dress showcasing my tattoos. I was definitely in the mood to be naughty. I found them at a table in the corner and like the amazing people they were, they had already ordered our drinks. I dropped into the booth with a sigh. 

“Damn girls, I really need to let my hair down!” I complained as we lined up some tequila shots. I was determined to forget my troubles and the evening looked very promising. We downed them, followed by long drinks of redbull and vodka. 

“Whoop! Heehah,” laughed Izzy, while she ordered another round of shooters. Things were about to get lit. 

We laughed and chatted, catching up on all our news and boy did we have news! In the meantime the drinks were flowing. 

“I need to dance!” I shouted and headed to the dancefloor with my drink. The girls followed. The combination of the alcohol and the beat of the music made me relax, my body swaying and enjoying the movement. I laughed out loud, I needed this so badly. All thoughts of Emile and Peter fled as I immersed myself in the jungle of sounds and got lost there. 

A pair of hands grabbed me roughly from behind, pulling me into a body. I could feel a hard d*ck poking me in the back, annoyed, I pulled out of his hold and turned around quickly to face whoever the jerk was. I glared at the guy who was just a little taller than me, he had that whole boy next door look, but was clearly not as wholesome as he seemed. 

“Aw come on baby, don’t be such a tight ass,” he smirked. I ran out of patience at the last comment and slapped him hard. His head whipped to the side and then I smirked, that would teach him to keep his hands to himself.    

“You b***h, who do you think you are?” he spat with a look that promised violence. I glared right back. 

He lifted his hand and pulled his arm back to punch me. I was ready and allowed him to believe he would be successful. Just as he was about to launch the punch, his hand was caught from the side by a tall, handsome man. 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he warned, a dangerous glint in his eyes, daring him to try. The a**hole tried to hold his stare, but eventually backed off like the coward he was.

“Fine!” the jerk spat, yanking his hand back and storming off. I sighed, why did idiots like him always think it was ok to paw at a woman without their permission? 

“Are you ok Miss?” my hero asked in a deep voice, damn, he was hot. It didn’t matter that I would have been fine, I appreciated the concern and effort. 

“Erm, I’m fine thanks, I really appreciate your help,” I thanked him. 

“The name is James,” he said, offering his hand in greeting. My hand seemed rather small in his. 

“Kay, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” I replied as the girls came up to me. 

“Kay, is everything ok?” Izzy asked, looking James up and down. 

“I’m fine thanks babe,” I said, smirking at her. “James here just rescued me from a very unpleasant jerk, now I’m going to dance with him,” I smiled at an amused James. Izzy got the picture and laughed as they went off to get more drinks. I was definitely going to have the third degree the next day. 

James and I danced for a while, then he finally asked what I’d been waiting to hear. 

“Do you wanna get out of here?” he asked, I smirked at him. 

“I’d love to, I just need to let my friends know then we can go,” I said. 

He took my hand and guided me out of the club and as we got to the car he kissed me deeply. 

“Are you up for an adventure?” he asked in that husky voice, a lusty smirk on his gorgeous face. I thought about it, all the craziness of the past few days had really wound me up, I was stressed. I could do with some adventure and he was a stranger for all intents and purposes, I didn't ever have to see him again. 

“Why not,” I gave him a sultry smile, eyes twinkling with curiosity and mischief. He grinned and kissed me again, then opened the door for me. 

He got in, lit a blunt and offered me some. I’d already had loads to drink, but weed had an aphrodisiac effect on me, and I really wanted to have a good time, so I accepted. 

We drove in silence, I relaxed into my seat, feeling the effects of the weed and sighed deeply, wondering what this night had in store for me. 

“We’re here,” he announced as he parked the car. I snapped out of my daze and looked around. We were at a nondescript building, no big signs or anything. He came around and opened the door for me, then offered his hand to help me out of the car, such a gentleman. 

We buzzed at the door and a security guard opened for us, he then led me down a long, dark corridor to a set of descending stairs. I could hear some music in the distance. We got to the door and he paid the entrance fee, suddenly I felt a little apprehensive, wondering what kind of place this was. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, knowing I could handle myself if things went South. 

He took my hand again and led me inside, the place was classy, subtly lit by classic chandeliers. Mannequins were strewn about, sporting very sexy lingerie and a large screen TV was silently playing porn next to the bar. Couples were lounging around in towels and nothing else. Suddenly I was glad I had smoked the weed, I could relax and try to enjoy whatever this was. 

One of my favorite songs called make a move by icon for hire was playing. It just added to the mood.  

We went to the bar and he ordered some drinks, the bartender also handed him a key and two towels. We headed to a table with our drinks. 

“So what kind of place is this exactly?” I asked. 

“It’s a swinger’s club, open minded couples come here to indulge in their fantasies, be it watching, threesomes or foursomes,” he explained calmly with a teasing smile. “You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, we could just stay here and have a few drinks, get a private room and have fun by ourselves, watch some other couples, or go all the way and play together. I will leave it up to you.” 

He was quite relaxed and I didn’t feel pressured at all, and if I was being honest, a crazy sexy night might just be what I needed to forget Emile and Peter. I smirked. 

“Okay, let’s start with watching,” I decided, biting my lip a bit. I had to admit, it was exciting. His eyes lit up in anticipation. 

“Alright, we’ll have to undress and leave our things in our locker,” pointing to the key as he spoke. “We’ll cover up with the towels until we’re ready to take them off,” he smirked. We went to do just that and then started exploring the open rooms, drinks in hand. 

We walked into a room, a slender woman was lying on her back, a tall dark man between her legs, pumping into her at a furious pace. Her moans were muffled by another man pumping into her mouth. Her body writhed in ecstasy as the guy at her head kneaded her breasts and tweaked her n*****s, while the other played with her cl*t. The men grunting, clearly enjoying her beautiful body as much as she was enjoying their rough ministrations. They were so into each other they weren’t even aware of their audience. 

I stifled a gasp as we walked in, and as we watched I pictured myself as her, feeling my temperature rise, I became decidedly wet. I wanted to feel that so much, meanwhile James stood behind me pulling me towards him, moving his hands from my hips over my breasts. He placed gentle open mouth kisses in my neck, and rubbed my n*****s over the towel which was still wrapped around me. My breathing became heavier. Not wanting to start anything just yet, I leaned back and whispered that we should move on. 

We moved on to the next room, each wall was a mirror, the chandelier cast a dim light and the crystals reflected colorful prisms of light all around the room creating an even more sensual atmosphere. Soft music perfected the ambiance. A gorgeous, curvy woman was lying on her back, a very muscular man’s face buried between her legs. My breath hitched, it was so hot watching them. Her eyes were closed, head thrown back as she enjoyed his obviously talented tongue.  

“Do you want to join them?” James asked. Hearing the voice, the man lifted his head from between her legs and looked at me. My heart stopped as I recognized him, it couldn’t be!!