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His rose as his grip tightened. I looked where his hand clung to my wrist so tightly I was sure it would bruise and back to him. My eyes narrowed. I was seconds away from ruining his chance at a good time with anyone tonight before my elbow was grabbed, and I was yanked away.

“She’s with me.” The deep baritone washed over my skin, making me shiver.

The man nodded and walked away. It wasn’t hard to guess why. One look at the six-plus foot giant behind me would scare most away.

I was spun around, my jaw gripped between rough fingers, and my head forced back until I was staring into flaming blue eyes. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I didn’t need to be saved, Lancelot, but thanks for the backup,” I smirked, finding his anger amusing, but he remained silent, waiting for my answer. “I’m guessing the same thing you are.”

“I am a grown man. You are a—”

“Grown woman who you’ve enjoyed twice now.” I reminded him of our time a few months earlier after my brother’s birthday party.

His nostrils flared. I had no idea if it was annoyance at what I said or where we were. It was probably both, and I took pleasure in pissing him off. He released my face, his eyes trailing over me with appreciation as he dragged a hand over his mouth. When his hand dropped, the anger in his eyes was replaced with a look I was familiar with by now. “You wanna play, Tiger Lily?”

I practically melted at his feet. “Yes.” The words were barely a whisper, my voice consumed with lust.

“You’re fucking lucky I don’t drag you out of here.” His mouth said one thing, but there was no doubting the truth in his eyes. He wasn’t dragging me anywhere unless it was to the nearest surface.

“Do you want to watch or be watched?” My attention went to the foursome I’d been watching. He gripped my chin again, yanking my attention back to him. “Just you and me. I’ll let ‘em watch, but I don’t fuckin’ share.”

Jesus, where the hell did that southern drawl come from? I wasn’t usually a fan of good ole’ boy accents, but holy shit.

“I want both,” I told him honestly.

“Of course you do.” His fingers combed through his hair before dragging over his face again. Something I noticed he did when he was frustrated and annoyed. I liked seeing him like that—out of his element and out of control. “Fuckin’ lucky I’m lettin’ ‘em watch,” he muttered so low, I knew it wasn’t meant for me to hear, but I did. That drawl was so thick I wondered if maybe he was drunk.

He pulled me in front of him, leading us through the room, passing many other people, some simply watching while others participated. My gaze went to a bench where a woman was strapped, the man behind her bringing a flogger over her ass. Her moans echoed over all the others in absolute pleasure.

“Do you know how many fuckin’ times I’ve thought about you like that?” Liam’s hot breath danced across my skin. The smell of whiskey invaded my nostrils. He was definitely not sober. I shook my head at his question. “Enough that some might call it obsessive with one slight difference.”

“What?” I breathed, remaining frozen to the spot. If I moved an inch, I would climb him like a tree, and I wanted to maintain a little dignity—control over the situation.

“That goddamn mouth of yours would be gagged.”

I didn’t know if I should be insulted or not. In that moment, I didn’t care. I was so turned on by everything around us I was ready to explode.

Sensing my impatience, he led me to a vacant sofa across from an attractive man with broad shoulders and close-cropped hair. His legs were spread wide with a redhead between them, appearing very enthusiastic about her job.

Liam sat and pulled me into his lap with my back against his chest. He gripped my face, turning me toward him, and attacked my mouth. His teeth sunk into my bottom lip, making me gasp, and then his tongue swept into my mouth, licking every inch. My head swam with desperation, needing more of everything, but then he ended the kiss and forced my head back to the show across from us. “You want to watch,” he growled low, not hiding that he didn’t like the fact. I thought it strange, considering where we were. If he didn’t want to watch and be watched, then why come? Although, I was aware other activities went on in private rooms. That should’ve made me more curious, but I was too worked up to care. “He wants a show. Give him one. Show him what he can’t touch. What only I can touch.”

Damn, that was hot.

And it was all I needed to get started. With my legs spread wide over Liam’s, all the bits were already on display, so I trailed my fingers up my thighs and between my legs until my fingers brushed my throbbing core. I stroked softly, teasing myself and the man across from us as Liam’s mouth latched to the sensitive flesh at my shoulder. As his tongue swirled on my skin, my fingers circled my clit. I moaned with relief, even if it still wasn’t what I wanted.

Liam was a rock beneath me. He didn’t move, but I could feel him twitching behind the fabric of his dress pants. The man across from us now wrapped his fingers tightly in the redhead’s hair, no longer allowing her to set the pace. I felt powerful. It was a high I hadn’t experienced.

Liam slid the front of my strapless dress down, exposing my breasts, then grabbed one in his large hand, kneading it roughly before pinching my stiff nipple. The sound that erupted from me was desperate and needy, and the man across from us went feral as he fucked the woman’s mouth.

I shivered, my climax peaking rapidly when my fingers were ripped from my core. I growled in frustration, barely containing my anger that he stopped me. My mouth opened, ready to give him a piece of my mind, but he shoved my fingers between my lips. “I might not have a gag, but I can still shut you up.”

Who in the hell did he think he was? I fought against his iron hold, done with the bullshit, but it was pointless. I couldn’t move, and I couldn’t speak around my fingers. “Hold tight, Tiger Lily. You’re not done. But the only thing this pussy is going to clench is my dick.”

Then he was inside me. I wasn’t sure when or how he’d freed himself. How he shifted and positioned us so that he slid in so easily was anyone’s guess. But I gave no fucks because, in seconds, my deprived orgasm returned hard and fast…

Bam, bam, bam.

I was right there. The fire building, burning me from the inside out.

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