Page 23 of Forgotten Deal


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“Too bad you’ve only got five minutes,” I warn him.

“Then I’d better make the most of them.”

I gasp when I hear a loud rip, and watch as he takes the torn pieces of my panties and shoves them in his pocket. “You owe me a pair of panties.”

“Worth the cost of admission.” He admires my naked bottom half before gripping my thighs as he swipes my seam with his tongue, unobstructed this time.

“Mmm,” I moan.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you,” he says, toying with my clit ring with the tip of his tongue. “Such a bad girl taunting me with this.” He takes the ball in his teeth, tugging gently.

“Oh, God,” I whimper, my hands gripping the sink tighter as he sucks my piercing, along with my clit, into his mouth.

Footsteps and the sound of voices flittering down the hallway have me tugging at his hair. Fabio ignores my warning, licking my pussy with long, delicious strokes.

“Fuck!” I slap my hand over my mouth, and I try my best to swallow the cries of pleasure as he moves his tongue faster.

“Where’s Kat? The guests are arriving.” I hear Valentina getting closer. “I need her back at the face-painting station.”

“Let me go check on her,” Lily says.

One hand still over my mouth, I snake my other hand down, playing with my clit to speed things along while Fabio eats my pussy like a man completely unconcerned that we could get caught.

The silence is killing me. I want to scream. Pant. Curse. Moan. Something. Anything.

“Kat. Everything alright?” Lily asks through the door.

“I need a tampon,” I blurt out in a strained tone. Fabio switches things up, working his tongue in a figure eight motion; likewise unconcerned I’m about to shatter into a million tiny pieces.

“I’ve got one in my purse. Give me just a minute,” Lily calls through the door.

Hearing her departing footsteps, I focus back on the onslaught of Fabio’s tongue. He adds a finger, and a second, curling them deep inside me as he moves his tongue faster and faster. Arching my back, I can no longer remain silent as I grip the sink for dear life. “Oh, fuck! I’m coming!” I slap a hand back over my mouth.

“No rush. I’ll leave the tampon by the door,” Lily calls.

Fabio chuckles quietly against my pussy, lapping until he’s wrung every last drop of pleasure from me.

“Who’s trouble?” I whisper with a shaky laugh.

He stands with a big grin, using my torn panties to wipe his shiny mouth clean. Pocketing them again, he helps me off the sink and straightens my dress.

Turning around, I cringe at myself in the mirror. “Malákas.” Not only do I have the obvious post-orgasm glow, but I have a bright red hickey on my neck the size of a quarter.

He smiles behind me, leaning over and kissing his handiwork. Without a word, he walks over and unlocks and opens the door, reaching down and picking up the tampon—tossing it to me before closing the door behind him.

Hey, I’m the one who bails after a hookup! Fabio doesn’t understand the rules of this game.

Chapter

Eight

Fabio

Seated with my restaurant’s new general manager, we work our way through the stack of applications. There are a million things I need to be doing, but being able to trust everyone who steps foot in my house is something I don’t take lightly, especially after the Sergio betrayal.

“What about Sal’s cousin, Mia?” My GM asks, flipping through her application. “Looks like she’s got solid bartending experience.”

“Flag her application; I want extra scrutiny during her interview.” I’m not saying she’s a no because of her connection to Sal; I’m not saying she’s a yes, either.

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