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His gaze swept lower, over her belly, to the juncture of her thighs. His hand moved up until he swept a blazing hot finger across her soaked panties.
June sunk her top teeth into her lip to prevent a gasp from escaping. She should slam her legs shut, forcibly remove his hand… anything. She couldn’t move. She remained locked in place. Her gaze shot to Brock’s face and when his eyes met hers, they were dark with want. His tongue swept pointedly over his lips and she nearly orgasmed at the sight of it.
He tormented her with gentle movements of his fingers while he watched the rapid rise and fall of her breasts. She barely smothered a whimper. She sat stonily in her chair, lest she give herself away to anyone around her and die of complete and utter shame.
Suddenly there was a burst of lights and Brock tore his hand away. He straightened in his chair, adjusted his pants with a tug downwards and faced forward.
It was obvious that the show was over, and she’d missed the last twenty minutes. June actually had been so zoned out that she couldn’t remember a single detail. The lights flashed and the performers lined up and people stood to their feet all around them.
She climbed quickly to hers, clapping to blend in, like she’d actually taken in anything. Mandy turned to her with wide eyes.
“Oh my god, that was amazing”
“It was soooo good,” Jaz echoed beside her.
They both clapped away like fools.
When the performers shuffled off and the stage returned to darkness and the lights flooded the seating area for good, they waited for the crowds to shuffle out before the four of them made their way back through the hotel to the cool night air.
June shivered. She wished she’d brought a jacket, but it kind of ruined the whole little black dress, high heels, straightened hair, effect. Not that it was a date. It certainly wasn’t a date. And she certainly didn’t care what she looked like. Or what Brock thought about what she looked like.
“That was amazing!” Jaz exclaimed. She and Mandy both turned, eyes wide and shining. “So, who’s up for going out?”
“Going out?” June asked, amazed. “It’s already after midnight.”
Mandy rolled her eyes. “Uhhh, yeah. That’s when people just start to go out isn’t it? It’s Saturday night. Let’s live a little.”
June shook her head so hard that tendrils of dark hair whipped across her cheeks. “No way. I lived enough last night.” She glanced at Brock and her whole body flushed. Damn him and his wicked, wondering hands. “In case you guys forgot about the fact that we’re married right now.”
Jaz’s smile was so bright it rivalled the lights illuminating The Strip. “Nope. Didn’t forget. I want to go out though. We’re only here for another day.” She flashed Brock an even brighter smile. “Thanks for the show. I have no doubt what you have planned for tomorrow is going to be even more amazing than today.”
“I don’t plan on getting rained on again,” Brock chuckled.
Both Mandy and Jaz turned into visible piles of female goo on the sidewalk. Mandy sighed dreamily.
“Well, if you guys don’t want to go out, that’s alright.” She winked at June, but it was obvious that Brock saw. “If you want to go back to your hotel room and hump like rabbits, that’s alright with us. We’ll go out and try and find some equally inappropriate dates to bring back to our hotel room.”
“Not in my bed,” June groaned. She chose to ignore the whole part about rabbits. Mostly because it was embarrassing AF. Brock, being that he was a gentleman, at least on the outside, startled to whistle. He turned around on the sidewalk and left them to their discussion.
“Oh, most definitely in your bed. We are not going to have an orgy in ours,” Jaz insisted. “Even if we are in Vegas, that’s too far for me.”
“And there are only two beds in the hotel room, sooo… if you stay the night with your hot husband, we’ll be good to go.”
June balled her hands into fists. “I’m not going to stay the night with him. That’s not what this is about.”
“Are you sure? He had his hand up your dress for half the show.” Mandy blinked innocently when June’s mouth dropped. “Yup, I saw that. He definitely wants you to spend the night.”
“I saw it too,” Jaz giggled. “I think you should leave us the hotel room. We’ll go out. You guys go back like an old married couple and have a good time at Brock’s. It’s settled. Works out for everyone.”
“It does not work out for me,” June protested. “I’m tired. I had a wild night last night. All I want to do is go back to our room and sleep.” Okay, so that was not really what she wanted to do, but her friends didn’t need to know that at the moment. She was so turned, on her panties were soaked. She could practically smell herself. They didn’t need to know that she wanted to grab Brock and rub herself all over that hard bulge in his pants to try and sate the ache. She didn’t even want herself to know that.
