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Start a War (Saint View Psychos #1)(89)

Author:Elle Thorpe

“Oh, right.” I knew there were rooms back there, of course. I’d seen them when I’d wandered around. “I just assumed they were for private lap dances. Or for when people got so turned on they couldn’t wait to get home. I didn’t think people would be practically running down there the minute they got here. Seems to kind of defeat the purpose of a sex party. Like, isn’t the point to have sex where people can watch you?”

Nash raised an eyebrow. “Fuck. I forget how innocent you are or I would have deliberately shown you before this. I just assumed you knew. Come here.”

My tray was empty anyway, and I needed a refill, so it wouldn’t matter if I disappeared from the main floor for a moment. I followed him down the corridor, and he paused at the room the couple had disappeared into. The door was painted black, like the rest of the corridor.

“Notice anything about the door?”

I shrugged. “It’s black?”

He put a hand to the little metal peephole covering. “It has a peephole. Except instead of people seeing out, people can see—”

I blushed. “In. Okay, right. Gotcha.”

I hovered for a second. Nash’s gaze flickered over me. His tongue pressed to the side of his cheek while he studied me. “You want to look, don’t you?”

I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped me. “Do you?”

He grinned. “Would be insulting not to since they’re putting on a show. I mean, they get off on people watching. I’d hate for them to walk away disappointed in their evening.”

“You go first.”

He slid aside the covering, ducked his head, and peered through.

“Well?”

He turned to me with fake shock on his face. “There’s people having sex in there!”

I sniggered and elbowed him out of the way. “Show me.”

He stepped to the side, and I took his spot, squinting through the peephole.

There were indeed people having sex in there. I watched for a moment and then crinkled my nose at what I’d seen.

Nash was laughing. “It’s not always that sexy, is it?”

I made a face. “It really wasn’t! Poor woman. She looked like she was making out her shopping list in her head while he jack-rabbited her.”

That was nothing like what I’d witnessed in the main room last time I’d been at one of these parties. “I think I’ll stick to the pros.”

“Probably a good idea. There’s other little delights for you to find in the other rooms, but we should probably check on the party. It’ll be filling up quick.”

He went to walk away, but I grabbed his arm. “Wait, Nash. Are we okay? After the other day…”

He shrugged. “I’m over it. I was hurt, but I get it. Everyone feels like a suspect. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking at people in a different light as well.”

His gaze flickered to my breasts for half a second before dragging back up to my face. He grimaced when he realized I’d caught him staring. “Shit, sorry. I swear, I wasn’t…”

Except we both knew he was.

“You can look,” I whispered.

He groaned and ran his hand through his hair. “Fuck, Bliss. Don’t say things like that. Not here.”

“Why not here?”

“Because everything is different at these parties. There’s no inhibitions. There’s no outside world. I could forget you’re Axel’s little sister and young enough to be my daughter.”

“So don’t look at me then.”

His eyes burned through me. “I fucking want to look at you, Bliss.”

His gaze rolled over me, slow and sexy, lingering on my breasts, my hips, my belly, and then the junction of my thighs.

I didn’t dare breathe. People milled around us, moving toward rooms with their keys clutched in their hands or sidling up to peepholes to watch what other people did behind them.

But all I cared about was Nash and the way he made me feel. I didn’t care that he was older. He was gorgeous and rock-hard beneath his tight T-shirt. His biceps popped. I wanted to stare at him as much as he wanted to stare at me.

He put one hand at the back of my neck and drew me in.

My breath hitched.

His gaze dropped to my lips, and unconsciously, I ran my tongue over them.

His mouth hovered over mine but then changed course, brushing against my ear. “Have sex with someone tonight, Bliss. Because you look way too fucking good in that not to.”

I blew out a breath as he pulled back and disappeared into the crowd, leaving me weak and turned on.

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