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“About that,” I grimaced. “Turns out, Byron hasn’t always been a voice actor/bartender. He was a hired assassin and was paid to kill me.”
“He what?” Beau bellowed, squeezing me to him like Byron was around the corner, ready to take me out.
“It’s not like that,” I hissed, pushing away from him. “He took the contract to stop others from coming after me. You know my background, and well, the man my father stole from wanted my death as payment. Byron faked my death. He’s been helping me along the way, too. Oh, and um, he said to tell you that you’re a shitty stalker.” I giggled, the outrageousness of this conversation getting to me.
“Me? I’m not shitty at anything!”
“Sure, sure. Apparently, when it comes to stalking, you are. Might want to up your skills on that. He had a few pointers.”
“Oh? Did he now,” Beau growled, and I couldn’t hide what it did to my lady parts.
“Yeah,” I breathed, the sound coming out husky.
Instantly, Beau’s eyes heated, landing on my mouth. Lifting me up onto the counter, he cupped my face, his fingers threading into my hair.
“Promise me you won’t run off after?”
“I promise.”
It was all he needed to hear as he seared our lips together, the passion and intensity soaring high. Wrapping my legs around him, I brought him closer to me, needing to feel him. No longer hindering myself, I wanted to have him as close as possible.
“Do you think Topher will keep them out of the kitchen?” I asked.
“Probably, but I don’t even care at this point,” Beau said, pulling my shirt over my head. His lips fell to my breast as it heaved up and down from my panting. I held his head to me, getting on board with his plan. Reaching down, I rubbed the outside of his pants, feeling his thick erection press against my hand.
It took me mere seconds to free him from his pants, and I wrapped my hand around him, the weight of his cock an aphrodisiac for my hormones. I couldn’t take it any longer as I tugged on him, his small kisses on my nipples doing nothing to satiate the need I felt between my legs. My pussy throbbed with hunger, and I knew I needed more.
Sliding off the counter, I spun on my heels and pushed my pants down. Beau thankfully got the message and spread my legs with his foot, lifting his hand between them as he grazed my cunt.
“Fuck,” I screamed, the soft touch making me convulse already. Turning my head, I made eye contact as I focused on him. “You owe me an orgasm, so you better get to work. You wanted sassy Nat. Well, here I am. Now, make me cum, lover boy.”
His dark chuckle sent vibrations through me, and I shuddered at the promises they conveyed. He bent down, spreading me wider for his view. When his tongue met my clit and his finger plunged into me, I jumped, not having expected him to go all-in that quick.
“Shit,” I hissed. “Don’t stop.”
“Never, cupcake.”
I rolled my eyes but secretly smiled.
A sound at the door had us stopping as we waited to hear if anyone would enter. “Thanks, Topher. Yeah, I’m going to grab some drinks. Does anyone want any?” Cami practically shouted, and I knew she’d figured out what we’d been up to. Giggling, Beau and I quickly grabbed our clothes and made it around the side wall before she entered.
“Huh, I could’ve sworn I heard people,” she teased. “Oh, look, someone made dessert.”
Beau covered my mouth as a giggle wanted to escape, and I realized we were pressed up against one another, only our clothes balled-up between us. Our bodies realized this at the same time, moving against each other. His dick rubbed against my belly, his warm hand landing on my hip. Ever so slowly, he trailed his hand along my thigh, grazing my folds.
His other hand stayed over my mouth as he plunged his finger into me, finding me ready and waiting for him. My eyes rolled back, and I bit my cheek to stop the moan that wanted to escape. I couldn’t hear what Cami was saying any longer, but the noises she made were still noticeable. I wasn’t sure if she knew we were here or not, but I appreciated the warning, nonetheless.
Beau bent down, leaning toward my ear. “I’m going to make you cum so hard and then swallow your screams. Ride my finger, Nat. Show me how good I make you feel.”
Nodding, I bit his hand over my mouth as he plunged up into me with no mercy. His fingers curved, the pace unrelenting as he drove me higher. He hissed at the bite of pain I gave him. My hands wanted to reach down and grab him, but I held our clothes in a bundle, the sheer amount of things too many to contain. As he drove me higher, I felt them slipping, and I gave in and dropped one side. Shoes and a belt clattered to the floor, and Beau stopped, his eyes wide as he looked at me.
I shrugged, not caring as I grabbed him, the risk was worth it. I was so close, I didn’t care much at this point as long as it wasn’t my own mother or daughter catching me, and since neither of them was here, I’d risk it to feel his cock in me.
“What was that?” Immy asked.
“Just the pan. Come on, Imogen. Let's take some to Pixel.” I heard Cami shout, and I held in a chuckle. “All clear,” she said a moment later.
“Thanks, Bish.”
