Her mouth went dry and her lips buzzed. Her body felt numb except for the place where Blake’s hand squeezed hers, and she figured there was a decent chance she was going to pass out. She couldn’t do this. Not really. She’d been a fool to think anything about this night would be bearable, let alone enjoyable. Scott was in the other room. If he swiveled around on his bar stool, he’d be able to see her without even leaving the lounge. There was no way she’d be able to concentrate on obeying Blake, let alone enjoy what he was going to do to her. Not knowing her ex could be watching. What had seemed like such a fantastic idea in theory was proving very disturbing in real life. She already felt violated by Scott in so many ways. Now she wanted to add this to the list? Let him watch while she submitted to another man, the very thing he’d always wanted her to do when they were first together?
