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Chapter 36

Varden

Idon’t know what I expected to see when I burst into M’s office, but it sure as hell wasn’t her sprawled on the floor in her expensive silk dress.

I grabbed Saffi’s hand and looked her up and down. “Are you okay?”

“Fine. I’m fine,” she said.

“You,” I said, pointing a finger at M as she reached for a chair to pull herself to her feet, “had better back off.”

Standing, she smiled sweetly, smoothing out her dress. “What are you talking about, G? I just invited my friend up here for a little playtime. And she assaulted me.”

“Cut the shit.” I looked at Saffi and took her hand.

“Wait just a minute,” M called after us. “While I don’t appreciate being pushed to the ground, to show there are no hard feelings, why don’t you take the special room on the third floor? Have it all to yourselves. My treat.”

“Thanks, M. Fuck off.”

I led Saffi through the crowded club up to the mezzanine and to a secluded corner. The funny thing was that without my mask, no one recognized me. Not a single person said hello.

The irony.

“Jesus. That was close,” I said, sinking into a sofa and pulling Saffi down next to me.

“Varden, I just want to tell you—”

But I cut her off.

“Shhh. No need to say anything.” She took a deep breath, grasping my hands in her trembling ones.

“Do you really think she was going to do something?” Her face searched mine, which was not surprising. She’d only seen it a couple times.

“I don’t know. But I didn’t want to find out.”

“I’m sorry,” she said.

“No, I am.”

“Seriously. Thank you, Varden.”

“For what?”

“You warned me about her. And then you saved me from her. Thank you.”

Her hand was small but strong. I loved her tenacity.

“How did you know I was here?” she asked me.

“It wasn’t easy. Did you block me from your phone?”

“Yeah.” She shook her head in embarrassment.

“That’s what I thought. And I was desperate to get in touch, so I called your dad.”

She bolted upright. “You what?”

“I called him on the pretense of asking for your number. He gave it to me and also mentioned you’d gone out for the evening all dressed up. It wasn’t hard to figure out that you’d come here. I asked for M when I arrived, and they told me she was in her office, not to be disturbed.”

I shook my head. “Disturbed my ass. She’s disturbed.”

“Wow,” Saffi said quietly. “Just wow. I can’t believe the efforts you’ve made for me, especially after I was such a bitch to you at the Four Seasons.”

“I can hardly blame you.”

“I also cannot believe you knew me all along, and on top of that, are my father’s client.” She slapped my thigh. It was the least I deserved.

“I know, I know. I’d planned on eventually telling you. I just hadn’t figured out when. At first it was a little game, and then…”

She looked at me. “And then what?”

I watched the crowd filing by. “I don’t know. I found myself thinking of you. You know, I wasn’t lying when I told you how beautiful you are. But I also respect how driven you are. I see some of myself in you.”

She gave me a sexy smile. “I think that’s not the only area where we are compatible.”

Booyah.

She leaned to press her lips against mine, parting them to steal a small taste. I followed her lead until I could wait no longer, and then drew her to me with a hand on the back of her head. My lips ground against hers until we could barely breathe. I wanted to inhale her, all of her, so I’d never forget what she smelled and tasted like.

A couple interrupted, addressing Saffi. “Hey, we’re wondering if you’d like to get a drink with us,” the man said.

“Thanks. But I’m gonna hang out with my friend here tonight,” she answered.

They smiled and moved on. Thatta girl.

“Their loss, my gain, B. Also known as Saffi,” I said.

“I’m right where I want to be. Speaking of which…”

She hiked her skirt up to her thighs and straddled my lap and ran light kisses from my temple to my jaw and back to my lips. In the confines of my trousers, my cock ached. Nothing new, there.

I wanted to take her. But not yet.

Sneaking a hand under the hem of her blouse, my fingers wandered over her heated flesh until I found her perfect tits. With a circular motion, I rubbed her hard points with my open palms. My fingers gradually closed over them, and her soft sighs whispered against my mouth.

“Stand up, baby,” I said in her ear. She backed off my lap.

I rose, too, and took her face in my hands. “You know what I want to do to you, right?”

She bit the corner of her lip.

“I have no idea,” she said in a coy voice.

Goddamn, she was sweet.

“Well darlin’, I think I might just need to fuck you.” She shuddered and leaned next to my ear.

“You want some pussy, mister?”

Jesus Christ.

I spun her to face the sofa and hiked up her pencil skirt until her thigh-high stockings and tiny lace thong were in full view of anyone walking by. What a vision, with those fuck me shoes and creamy round ass.

Pushing her to kneel on the sofa, I pressed her head to rest against its back. Bent at an almost-ninety degree angle, her exposed ass caught the attention of several passersby. She shimmied just enough to draw approving murmurs from the growing audience.

I crouched behind her and ran my tongue along the narrow strip of fabric covering her pussy and asshole. She wiggled and then whined when I backed off, leaving her wanting.

When she was still, I went in for more. Again, her she wiggled her ass with a demanding groan. I stood and bent close to her ear. “You like my tongue in your crack, baby? Nod if you do.”

Her head bobbed wildly, spilling her long hair onto the sofa back.

With a tight fist, I grabbed her thong panty and yanked it. The tension split the fabric at the seams, and I tossed it to the floor. Now she was totally uncovered, her glistening, bare pussy and tight, pink asshole.

I got back to work, my tongue sliding from the top of her crack to her opening, where I buried my tongue deep in her wet folds. She writhed as her juices spilled onto my face, and they tasted damn good.

We were finally where I wanted us to be and my aim was to drive her crazy. I spread her wetness with my tongue, getting her ready for my hard cock.

Unable to wait any longer, I pulled my erection out of my pants and began stroking it. I drove one finger, and then two inside her, leaving her bucking like a wild woman. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, and she screamed my name as her first orgasm washed over her. It wasn’t going to be her last.

I left my crouch to line my cock up with her, grabbing a condom from my pocket. She clearly liked being watched and pretty soon, she was going to like being fucked.

I reached around for her hard clit, and leaned toward her ear again. “You ready for me to fuck you, beautiful?”

All she could manage was a nod and some sort of squeak.

“All right,” I whispered. “Baby’s gonna get some cock.”

I dragged my cock up and down her to get it wet, and bounced the crown over her pussy until she wiggled in agony. But instead of giving it to her, I had another idea.

I took my thumb and dipped it deep into her creamy opening. When it was good and wet, I ran it up to her asshole, pressing gently against the tight opening. She jumped and then pushed back on my finger for more.

At the same time, I positioned my cock at her soaked pussy and pushed an inch or two into her tight heat, waiting for her to accommodate more of me. I reveled in the little tremors pulsing around my dick—she squeezed so tightly, I nearly blew my load.

With my cock in her pussy and thumb invading her ass, she arched to take me more deeply. Over the din of the club, her moans reverberated.

The more excited she got, the harder she pushed back against me. I finally dove deep inside her pussy, pistoning in and out while she cried for more. Her entire body began to shudder, and I fucked her harder, wanting to feel her come again. Her pussy clenched in spasms, and I joined her, burying my cock balls-deep and thrusting the full length of my thumb in her ass.

Her reaction, mixed with the joy on the faces of the onlookers, was intoxicating. I continued to pump, spurting into her, until my shaking legs forced me to stop. I eased out and collapsed, grabbing her around the waist and dragging her on top of me on the sofa.

The audience wandered away while we held each other and caught our breaths. M leaned against the wall, watching us. When I caught her eye, she turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd.

Bye, bitch.

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