Page 48 of Craving Paradise
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JASPER
This is the first time back at The Paradise Club since running into Lauren on our disaster dates. I know it’s for the best, especially after I accosted her in the alleyway like I did. It feels weird stepping back inside knowing I won’t be playing with Lauren.And that’s the reason why you’re doing it, Jasper. Because of that feeling.
“Mr. Fox, good evening. Welcome back to The Paradise Club,” Cora, the receptionist of the London club, greets me. It’s been a couple of weeks since that night. Work has had me tied up, dealing with lawyers regarding our family’s estate. Now my father’s extended time in rehabilitation has come to an end, he’s finally signed the paperwork letting me take over. I asked my father if there was any where he wanted to go for a fresh start, and he chose the Cornwall Coast. I bought him a cottage on some land overlooking the sea in Cornwall, and he moved in last weekend. He seems happy. Autumn is spending the week helping him settle in.
Cora hands me my colored bracelets, a requirement at the club. Each color shows your likes and interests while there. It makes everything clear so there can’t be any confusion between guests and staff. She opens the main door and tells me to enjoy my night. I sure hope I do.
I bypass the bar and head straight to the fun zone as excitement and anticipation fill me. The club is busy tonight, and as I reach the top level, I can see something exciting is going on in the cube—a large clear room where people can enter and have fun but for the entire club to witness. That’s a little too much exhibitionism for me. I don’t mind watching, though. Some spicy scenes happen inside it. Who doesn’t like to watch people having sex—it’s live porn? Depending on who is in the room at the time determines whether you can join in or not. Usually, a sign is displayed that dictates what the people inside will allow.
I continue past the cube area and head toward the private rooms. I pause out in front of Room 82 before opening the door. I suck in a deep breath and open the door.
“Mr. Fox, it’s a pleasure to see you again.” Vixen smiles as she walks over and greets me with a kiss on each cheek.
“It’s great to see you again too.”
“Are you ready to have some fun tonight?” she asks, wiggling her black brows at me.
“Sure am.”
“Great, I have organized for us to start the night in the voyeur room. Your profile mentions you like to watch?” Vixen questions.
“I do, very much so.”
“Good, follow me. I’m about to blow your mind.” She chuckles, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the private room and back into the corridor.
The light is on for the voyeur room, meaning it’s open, and there might be a show already in action or about to start. Vixen pushes through the wooden double doors that open into an old 1920s movie theater, which I know Nate salvaged from an old torn-down building. He changed out the movie theater seats for long lines of daybeds with movable backs so you can recline or sit up. They broke each section up so people can have their private space if they wish to play by themselves, or there are open and welcoming areas if you would like others to join you while you watch the show. All the beds are angled toward the stage. As the movie theater is in a semi-circle shape, everyone has the perfect view. There are also large screens on the wall and surround sound amplified throughout. Also, by your daybed there are extra speakers if you want to heighten the experience even more.
There’s a show every fifteen minutes, and they are always good. They set this theater up to watch the staff fuck on stage, not the guests. There are plenty of other areas for that if you would like to see them at play. Don’t get me wrong, the guests of this club put on spectacular performances, but sometimes the professionals do it better.
We arrive right at the end of one show. As we enter, moans, groans, and screams hit their crescendo as the couple on stage reaches their climax. The theater is dimly lit, but you can see shadows moving around you in your peripheral. Vixen tugs me down the theater’s stairs until she is about mid-way and pulls us down onto a daybed. The sounds of the audience fucking all around us filter into my ears, my dick twitches to life, then somewhere over my shoulder, I hear someone say, ‘open wide,’ then it’s followed by giggling.
“This is one of my favorite places in the club. Hearing all of what’s happening around us has my nipples tingling,” Vixen tells me.
She’s not wrong. The acoustics are good in here—it’s surround sound porn.
“I think we need to get a little more comfortable, don’t you?” Vixen says, looking over at me with mischief in her eyes. “Unbuckle your pants and pull out your dick,” she commands.
Right. Of course.
The last show is still going on in front of us—the sounds of balls hitting a pussy echo all around us—and my dick is growing harder by the second. I quickly unzip myself and pull him out of my underwear for her. Vixen’s eyes widen as a smile dances across her lips.
“You have such a pretty dick,” she states, reaching out and running her nail up its length, hardening it even more.
Not sure if I’ve ever been told I have a pretty dick before. I guess that’s a first.
“Look at these veins … perfection.” Vixen hums as her red nail follows along the vein, sending shivers down my spine. Vixen then leans forward and runs her tongue along the outside of my dick.
I bite my lip as my head falls back against the seat just as the couple on stage finishes. The curtain closes, and the light slowly brightens but remains dim. I look around the theater and see a couple going at it in my corner. The woman’s large breasts bounce with each thrust into her. The sounds she is making are over the top, so I’m unsure whether he’s making her truly come or not. I shake the bad porn soundtrack from my mind and concentrate back on Vixen, who is using my dick like her own personal lollipop. Vixen’s dark hair reminds me of Lauren’s, and that thought has my dick throbbing, remembering her.
Focus Jasper.
Tonight is about putting Lauren out of your mind. You have a beautiful woman working her magic on your dick, so concentrate on her, not someone else.
The theater curtains open, and a new show is ready to begin. The lights dim again, and the sound of new people arriving in the theater rumbles in the background. A redheaded woman and two men walk out onto the stage. A little disappointed by the two men— since I’m straight, so more tits and ass are better, but two dicks will fuck her nicely.
“This is going to be fun. These guys are good. Let me get comfortable,” Vixen exclaims.