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I nod as Zep groans. “We aren’t finished, gorgeous,” he growls.
We decide to take Rian’s G-Wagon and Thiago’s McLaren to Darkest Desires. We need to play the role of the elite so it makes sense to take these vehicles, plus two is always better than one if things go south. As we pull up to the valet parking, a flash of nerves courses through my veins. I’m desperate to get answers about my sister so I’m hoping this points us in the right direction to find her. I feel bad for leaving Greyson out, but I haven’t told him about my sister yet so I didn’t include him.
It’s not that I don’t trust him, but the moment I give that part of me away, there’s no going back. Vulnerability is a bitch. It's the only way I’ll ever be able to truly let him in, but damn it scares the hell out of me.
When it comes to my sister, I keep that secret close to my heart. Even when I first met Thiago and Zep, it took me almost six months to let them in enough to know about her and how I’d been trying to find her. I wish I could say I’m ready to let Greyson in completely by letting down these barriers, but I know I’m not. I know we’ll get there, but for now I’ll keep that heavily guarded secret to myself.
I turn my focus to our mission, as Thiago exits the McLaren to come around to my door. He opens it, offering me his hand to get out. I give it a squeeze to let him know I’m ready for whatever we find. Rian pulls up behind us, exiting the G-Wagon as Zep follows suit. The four of us come together looking like we’re ready to burn the world down.
The inside of the club is dark, with purple and blue undertone lights covering the walls. Tables and booths surround a center stage that’s lined with poles. There are topless dancers on the stage dancing seductively in front of entranced customers.
The guys and I walk up to the host as her gaze travels up and down each one of the guys. Jealousy rises inside of me as I watch her undress my men with her eyes, and I quickly shut her down.
“When you’re done eye fucking them, we have a VIP table reserved for Alves.”
I hear Thiago chuckle as Rian murmurs “Savage” under his breath. Luckily, we were able to get a reservation for tonight after dropping Thiago’s last name. He might no longer associate with his family, but his last name is widely known due to his father and grandfather’s successful automotive businesses, so it made sense to use it.
“Of course, right this way.” Her voice trembles slightly as she leads us upstairs to the VIP section. The booths are each blocked off up here by separating walls, giving each their own version of privacy from lurking eyes. The walls are a deep purple, matching the atmospheric lights. We all settle on the black leather couch as the host lets us know our server will be right with us.
Thiago leans in and whispers, “If we weren’t here for that Haskins prick, I would bend you over this couch and fuck that tight pussy.” His words send a spark of electricity to my core.
I decide to mess with him a little so I widen my legs, running my hand up my thigh and under my dress. “Who says we can’t do both? I’m soaking wet for you baby, wanna feel?”
Thiago’s eyes light up like a little puppy and he nods his head. “Don’t tempt me, baby.”
“Oh, I’m not trying to just tempt you,” I say as I grab his hand and put it directly on my throbbing pussy. “I want you to make me come with just your fingers.”
Zep stirs beside me and adjusts himself in his pants as Thiago slides his fingers under my panties. “As you wish.”
Thiago starts moving his long fingers around my clit, sending shots of pleasure through my nerve endings. My hips buck off the seat as I begin circling them to Thiago’s rhythm. Zep moves my hair so he can reach my neck. His lips touching my throat send goosebumps down my arms. I reach my hand out and palm his large, throbbing cock through his pants, teasing him by rubbing up and down his length. Rian moves in front of me, freeing himself from the confines of his pants.
“You’re going to have to suck me off hard and fast baby girl, before the bottle girl gets here.” Rian puts one of his feet on the couch between my thighs and the guys’, lining his hard length up with my mouth.
“Well, you better stick it…” Rian shoves his cock down my throat before I get the chance to finish my sentence. A gag escapes my throat as he pushes himself further into my mouth. His thrusts are frantic as he reaches for his orgasm. All I can do is moan around his length while he moves in and out.
“Fuck yes! This warm throat of yours is almost as good as that tight pussy,” Rian groans out as he holds my head in place with his hands.
Zep begins to roll my breasts between his fingers, making the sensitive nerves ache to be freed from this dress. Just as I arch my back, pressing my breasts further into his hand as I take Rian deeper in my mouth, Thiago plunges two fingers inside of me. My orgasm rips through me as the scream lodges in my throat on Rian’s cock.
“Dirty girl, keep going. I’m going to come,” Rian pants as his hand grabs the back of my neck, pushing his punishing thrusts that much deeper. Hot liquid fills my throat at the same time Rian releases my hair. “Damn, that was hot as fuck,” he groans, as he tucks himself back inside his pants.
I lean back in the booth, exhausted from the explosive release Thiago gave me. My dress is disheveled, tears are running down my face, my hair is a mess from Rian’s hands and my thighs are slick with my arousal, but I can’t help but grin at what we just did.
“We can’t go anywhere with you,meu amor.Always starting trouble.”
I give Thiago a mischievous smile back and just shrug.
Moments after we finish, a woman wearing a short, tight nude dress and sky high heels approaches our table. Her gaze bounces between all four of us, but her eyes linger on me. There’s no way she wasn’t just watching us. Even if she wasn’t, I look like I just got mauled by three bears so there’s no way she doesn’t know what we were doing.The idea of someone watching me with my guys makes me even more horny.She seems to have no interest in the guys, but I can feel the heat in her eyes trying to pierce me. Her brows furrow as she shakes her head. Her eyes now look curious as she asks what we’d like to drink.
“A bottle of Dom, please. Also, is Latonieo Haskins in tonight? We had a meeting earlier today that we had to push back for tonight,” Thiago says, all businesslike. We definitely don’t have a meeting with Haskins, but hopefully she doesn’t know that. Shit, even I would believe Thiago based on the confidence and coldness of his tone.
“Uh, yeah, he’s in his office. He said he was going to leave in an hour. Do you want me to tell him you’re here, Mr... uh, what’s your name?”
“No need. He knows I’m coming. Just lead me to his office, please.” Thiago stands up, motioning for her to show him where the office is. She hesitates, looking between us all again.
“I should really let him know you’re here first. He doesn’t like to be interrupted.” Her voice is soft as she shifts nervously back and forth on her heels.
Thiago’s eyes darken as he approaches her, getting in her space. I can tell she’s unsure of what to do. “Just point me in the direction of his office and he will never know you’re the one who told me.” His tone is serious, cold, and detached. It’s very different from his usual smooth, sauve attitude.
