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“How much more? Tell me.”
“You want to hear me say it?”
“I want to hear you beg it,” he told me. “I want to hear you demand it.”
“Fine,” I said. I was too far gone, too far aroused, to care anymore. “I want your fingers inside of me,” I said. I was pressed up against the wall in a hotel lobby, and David slid two fingers inside of me.
He hadn’t even kissed me on the mouth yet, and I totally didn’t even care. He fingered me, sliding in and out of my soft pussy, and all I could do was cling to him. I looked toward the camera. Yeah, someone was watching. Did they have their cock pulled out? Were they rubbing themselves to this? Maybe there was one security person. Maybe there were multiple. There was no doubt they knew exactly what we were doing.
We heard laughter headed our way, and David pulled away, stepping back from me. His hands were at his side, and he positioned his back toward the people who rounded the corner and came down the hall. They were laughing and talking. It was a group of girls who were probably in college. Maybe they were here for a wedding. Maybe they were here for my brother’s party. I didn’t know.
They made their way past us, and by the time they’d gone, my heartrate had returned to normal. I took a deep breath and pushed away from the wall. Then I straightened my dress.
“Maybe this was a bad idea,” I murmured, looking up at him. I didn’t want to regret this in the morning. I didn’t want him to, either. Mostly, I didn’t want things between us to become awkward or forced. I’d had enough relationships with people to know that after sex, nothing was normal again. Then again, my brother’s best friend just had two of his fingers buried deep inside my pussy.
I think I left “normal” at the door tonight.
“Is that what you think?” David growled, stepping closer. He reached for my hair, fisting it, and he tugged my head back, so I was forced to look at him. Those bright eyes were searing into my own, telling me everything that his voice wasn’t.
He wanted me.
David wanted me.
What was I going to do about that?
He’d made me a bet. He’d bet me that before the end of the night, I’d have the best orgasm of my life. Well, the end of the night was coming soon, but I wasn’t. I hadn’t come. Not yet. There was still time, but not much. I was Cinderella, and the clock was about to strike midnight. Was he going to claim me before my coach turned into a pumpkin?
“It’s a terrible idea,” I said.
“It’s a great idea, kitten,” he stroked my cheek with one finger, and then he kissed me. One moment, he was just pulling my hair, acting like a normal bad boy, and the next, he was kissing me like he was feral and I was wild and the two of us couldn’t keep our hands off of each oth
er.
David kissed me like fire and ice and magic. His lips were mayhem against my own. His body was electric, and I felt like I was flying.
He claimed my mouth, dominating me with his own, and then, once more, his hand made its way up my leg. I was so damn pleased I’d chosen to wear the dress without panties when his fingers reached my pussy. This time, he didn’t slide anything inside of me. Instead, he just focused on my clit. He rubbed it hard and fast and perfectly while he kept kissing me.
I might have groaned. I definitely whimpered a little as he kissed me and played with me at the same time. It didn’t take very long before I felt the first waves of my orgasm rushing over me, and he pushed me tighter against the wall and kissed me even harder as I came. He was relentless, touching me over and over until he’d completely wrung my body out. I was spent, tired and exhausted, but he was pleased. Satisfied.
I looked up at David as he gently tugged my dress back down to wear it belonged, and then he smiled at me. He slid one of his fingers into his mouth and sucked, licking the juices off of it. It was the dirtiest damn thing I’d ever seen anyone do.
David was an attorney.
He wasn’t just any attorney. He was one of the best in the city, and he was my brother’s best friend. He was important to our family, and he was important to me, and he was licking my pussy juices off of his fingers in the middle of the best hotel in town.
I gasped a little, but then he kissed me again, silencing my concerns and fears and worries.
“Well?” He whispered against my ear.
“Well?”
“Was it the best you’ve ever had in your life?”
I thought about lying.
If I lied, then I wouldn’t have to go on a date with him. There would be no dinner. There would be no playing around. There would just be tonight. I would walk away with my orgasm free and clear. I’d owe him nothing at all.
Only, it had been the best orgasm of my life, and the truth was that I’d liked how he’d played my body like a damn harp. I looked toward the blinking security camera, wondering who was behind the screens in the security room. Had someone watched me? Did they know what I was feeling? Had they come apart, too?
