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“I fucking hate you right now.” My voice is so full of desire for him that even I don’t believe it when I say it. “You gorgeous, stupid, beautiful, horrible—”
“Why? Are you not pleased?”
“Oh, I’m pleased,” I moan—then whimper as his finger slips into me. “I’m just not happy about it.”
His finger twitches, burying itself deeper in my cunt. I bite my lip and slam my fist down on the table.
“God,” I moan through my teeth.
“Is that what you’re calling me now?” he chuckles. “Sammi, darl. I’m flattered.”
Then his lips return to my aching cunt. He’s kissing my clit just like he kissed me earlier. I’m on the verge of drowning in him—and with how wet I am, he’s probably about to drown in me right back.
It’s like I’m underwater, trying to swim for the surface, but his tongue and lips keep pulling me deeper. Its maddening, torturous, and exciting—all at the same time.
I can feel his finger sliding inside me as he explores my pussy. Slow thrusts rub right up against the right spot.
Yes,thatone.
Asshole not only knows exactly where it is, but he knows just how to play with it.
It makes me hate him and want him and hate him all that much more.
My toes are curling inside my Louboutins. I’m so fucking close that I feel like I could reach out and grab it.
I finally break the surface and take in a lung full of air.
My knuckles begin to turn white, the harder I grip the table. My thighs shake uncontrollably.
Under the table, I can feel him eagerly licking at me. I can even—just barely—hear the slurping sound as he attempts to claim every last drop of my honey for himself.
Ladyboy Tina Turner and I hit the same high note when I come for him. She’s singing it, I’m screaming it while my cunt throbs and I hold Lock’s mouth in place.
Lock’s still grinning when he returns to his seat.
“How’d I do?” he asks. My honey is still glistening on his lips and chin in the glow of the stage lights.
“My theory holds,” I say with a shiver.
“Fucking love science,” he laughs. “Want a taste?”
He offers me his finger—the one that was just stroking my G-spot a second ago.
And either I’m too drunk or too horny or a little bit of both, because I don’t even hesitate. I pop it into my mouth, and I lick his finger clean.
“Christ,” Lock swears.
There’s a growl in the back of his throat as I suck his fingertip between my lips. It makes me wonder what he’ll sound like if I suckon…other things.
“Wanna get out of here?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
We’re out of our seats in an instant. He takes one of my hands in his. With his free hand, he points at my bottle of tequila.
“Bring the liquor,” he commands.
I snatch it out of Becky’s hand as we head for the door.
