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“Yeah, we know why you’re really here,” Proctor teased. The three of them laughed as we downed the shots, knowing they could read my mind.
Bodies swayed across the dance floor, and I assessed each of them moving to the beat with women in every direction holding themselves with confidence. It was if they were intentionally trying to seduce anyone who gave them a second glance alongside the prowling, hungry eyes of men everywhere. The ones who weren’t too self-assured had always made my cock hard. A woman who didn’t realise her own beauty had always been able to grab my attention but when my eyes landed on Gemma Compton, the ‘it’ girl from school, the need to stalk her proved overwhelming. The complete opposite from my normal type made the challenge that more exciting and my cock twitched in agreement.
I downed the amber liquid and left the bar before one of the guys could fill it up again. I knew that was enough for tonight. The only other fill I desired was a hot pussy and mouth. The sound of my shoes drowned out by the noise of the blaring music pumped out across the crowded dancefloor, as I circled the dancing bodies until I reached my prey, her eyes were already targeted on me.
“Gemma.” I let the word ooze off my tongue. “Alone?” I asked as I looked around the room, trying to make my point obvious.
“Yep. Stacey and Enya were too busy,” she sniped back.
“Well, that’s a pity,” I replied, reaching up to tuck a piece of her loose red hair back behind her ear.
“Elijah,” she replied, grabbing my wrist, and looking into my eyes before licking her lips.
“Toilets?” I hissed. “Meet me in five minutes. End cubicle.” I allowed my fingers to trail down her side over her waist before I stormed off.
I headed straight towards the toilets, only to be bombarded by Proctor. Just my fucking luck.
“Be careful with that one.” He subtly nodded his head behind me to Gemma. “You know her reputation, don’t you?” he questioned.
“Yep, I’m not stupid. I’m heading off straight after anyway,” I replied.
“Good. Tell Johnny we asked after him, won’t you?” he asked.
“I will,” I said before leaving him to get back to the guys and me to head into the now empty promised cubicle.
I headed into the cubicle and ran my fingers quickly through my hair in the mirror, checking my appearance before rearranging my long length in my jeans. A quick tap at the door grabbed my attention.
Her brown eyes darkened with desire the moment she pushed the door open and slid through the gap before pushing the lock firmly in place.
“Rubber,” she stated, holding it between her forefinger and thumb. She cast her eyes up and down my body before making calculated moves in my direction.
“Preparation, I like,” I said cockily, grasping her waist, digging my fingers into her hips, moving that silken red dress up her thighs to expose her bare ass.
Her mouth crashed on to mine as if it were the air she required to survive. Her tongue lapped against mine, desperately stroking the sides of my mouth as hunger-driven moans left her mouth. It was messy and carnal, driving my twitching cock wild with the need to escape from its constraints.
“I want to fuck you now, Gemma.” I hissed out through my teeth, unable to wait much longer. Patience wasn’t a virtue I possessed tonight.
The familiar sound of the tear of the foil was music to my ears as the red headed beauty ran her hand along my jeans and unbuttoned them slowly, before dropping them straight down to my ankles.
“Like what you see?” I winked as she blushed. She placed the rubber in my hand as I gave myself a couple of pumps and slid it down my hard length.
I groaned at the pleasure.
“Turn around. Palms against the door,” I instructed. “This is going to be fast.” I slid her lace knickers down her legs, allowing her to stand out of them and placed them in my jacket pocket.
I ran my hand down her back, knocking her ankles with my feet before I reached her pussy and slammed hard into her. Grabbing her hair tight in my fist, I pulled back, holding onto her hip, using it to give me the leverage I required. I pumped fast long strokes in and out of her body as her moans increased, I knew her orgasm was near. It made me change my rhythm, pushing for my own release not caring about anything else.
“Yes, Gemma,” I hissed.
“Elijah,” she sighed.
Pulling off the condom and tidying myself up, I handed back her knickers, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. If looks could kill, I would be a dead man, but it wasn’t as if she hadn’t offered.
I quickly slipped out of the room – and the establishment – without another word to anyone and went in the direction of Johnny’s.
My cock was sated, but my mind certainly wasn’t.
I was yet to discover that Harlow Carmichael had caused a wave in the normally settled path and the reasons why. I knew that Johnny had wanted this for so long. Having her back where she belonged could be a chance to finally put all of their sorrow in the past.
