Page 21 of Shattered Queens: Veronica
“Yeah, don’t be mad. It was last-minute. I was getting tired of Abel asking.”
As much as the world thinks of me as a party animal, I never dared to enter a sex club. “Can you imagine being dragged out by security?” The idea of walking around half naked for everyone to see makes mevery uncomfortable. Berenice has caught on to my insecurities about my body.
“Vee, I’ve seen you naked plenty of times, and you are sexy as hell. You wear what makes you comfortable. I’ve been to the parties, and believe me, you will have men and women begging to fuck you. As far as being dragged out, don’t worry.” She winks.
I don’t know why this fills me with so much excitement. But I do know it’s been months since I had sex with someone. There’s only so much my vibrator can do; I need to feel someone’s hands caress my body. “Well, what’s your plan?”
She smiles mischievously, which tells me she’s given this some thought. She lays out the plan, which is very simple. We go back to her place, do some closet shopping, leave my phone there, and head out.
“Who are you, and what have you done to my friend?” I tease. “Okay, let’s do it. I deserve to have fun.”
She squeals in excitement. One thing about Berenice is that she loves to shop, but lingerie shopping is new for her. Which is understandable since shewasso conservative about sex before. I can see that’s changed just by looking in her wardrobe. If she goes to this club, I can only imagine the dent she’s putting on her credit card. She’s always been the type of person to over-prepare for a night out. “Here.” She hands me a closed box. I can tell it’s expensive.
“Did you just have this lying around for me?”
“No, it’s called being indecisive.”
“Berenice, we aren’t the same size.”
“Vee, just shut up and get ready.”
After a couple of hours, which includes some homemade martinis, we are ready for a night out. I can’t help but admire the one-piece. The black lace babydoll fits my body like a glove. Fuck I feel so sexy. My fullbreasts and curves are on display. Paired with my black heels. My hair is in a high, sleek ponytail. My lips are a subtle shade of pink, and I have a smoky eye. I can’t help but move my hands up and down my body. I haven’t felt sexy in such a long time. There’s a difference between feeling and dressing sexy.
“You look so hot, Vee. Now let’s go; the car is waiting.”
I take my phone out of my clutch and leave it on her coffee table. “We aren’t getting sold or kidnapped by your mystery man, are we?” I ask as we get into the black luxury SUV.
“No.” She giggles.
“So how did you meet him?”
She’s blushing. “I came with Abel, but he found himself a toy and left me. I wandered around, and you could say that I found a toy of my own. According to him, I took his breath away.” We continue to catch up on what’s been going on as we head to our destination. We arrive in the heart of the city. The building is sleek and modern, nothing like I’d imagine a sex club, but in reality, what should a sex club look like? Instead of being dropped off at the front, we are driven to the back. I look at Berenice.
“VIP entry status, remember. Are you ready?” she asks.
“Yes.” There’s a feeling of anticipation. I’ve never been to a sex club. I’ve never felt free to do anything like this. I wonder how long it will take Miles to figure out that I’m not at Bere’s apartment. Oh well, fuck him. The door opens, and we’re escorted through a dimly lit hallway. I hear the sensual music around us. A man approaches us. He’s holding something in his hands. “These are for you.”
He has something in his hand when he motions for me to take it. I see it’s a black lace mask. I look at my friend, who’s already put hers on. Without hesitation, she takes the man’s hand, and he leads us into a private elevator. “You are free to enjoy yourself. If you need anything,one of my men will get you whatever or whoever you need.” His hand is on my friend’s waist. She clings to him, and I know that I’ll be on my own for the rest of the night. He leans into her, whispering in her ear, and she giggles. I can’t help but envy her. I can’t remember anyone ever holding me like that. Ever.
The doors open, and we exit. “Don’t worry, I’ll show you around. He has some business to take care of, so you aren’t solo. Yet.” She grabs my hand and leads me into the lounge area. The view is breathtaking. There are seats scattered all over the large room. I know we are on the top floor because the night sky is illuminating the room through the glass ceiling. There are dark hallways in every direction, like secret passages. We head to the VIP seating reserved for us. They’re the best seats, with a view of everyone. There are so many beautiful people here. This reeks of sex and bad decisions. I’m taking it all in, but my insecurities are creeping in. I can’t help it; I compare my body to every woman’s. “I need a drink. Let’s go to the bar, and then you can show me around.”
She nods to the waiter heading in our direction. “That’s being taken care of.”
A couple of drinks later, and I’m feeling more comfortable, not only in my own skin, but where I am. I can feel the alcohol flowing in my system, and it’s making me bold.
“You can go with your man,” I turn and tell Berenice. “I know you’re keeping me company, but go have your time with him. I want to explore the place, and you never know, I may find some trouble.”
“Are you sure about it, Vee?”
“Yes, but don’t leave me here.”
“Of course not! Just let security know when you are ready to go, and we’ll leave.”
I know she was just keeping me company, but I’m a big girl; I can handle myself. I grab my martini and make my way to the first hallway. There are doors to my right and left, with numbers above the doorframe; these must be private rooms. I put my ear to one of the doors, but I don’t hear anything.
“They are soundproof.” I jump and turn in the direction of the voice. I see a woman standing at the entry of the room across from where I’m standing.
“Oh, I was curious about that.” I can feel her staring at me, and it makes my body flush. I don’t know how many drinks I’ve had.
