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He palmed her core through her panties and said, “One fuckin’ slap and you’re drippin’ for me.”
In response to his dirty talk, she tilted her hips, giving him room to slip his thick finger under the damp lace between her thighs. His stroking fingers sent a jolt of electricity through her body. A moan slipped from her lips as her entire body felt on fire when he pushed two fingers inside of her.
“Does it make you hot? Letting me finger you in the middle of my strip club? Do you want to give these fuckers a show? Are you going to come for me again, Teagan?”
Devlin’s words shook her to her core. It was exactly like that. It made her so hot. She shook her head in futile denial while the bald man with the filled whiskey glass on the opposite side of the bar leered at her.
The guy licked his lips as he stared at Devlin and her in their secluded corner. The man couldn’t see underneath the bar, but he must have an inkling in what Devlin’s hand was doing as his arm stretched over her leg.
Devlin tsk’d and retreated his wet finger from her lower lips. “I’ll stop if you don’t answer me.”
“No!” she said in a raised voice. She needed him to keep going. It felt too good to stop. Too forbidden.
She cleared her throat when Fox arched a brow over his shoulder. She whiffled her head, not wanting for him to come to ask her what’s the matter.
“Tell me, baby. Fuckin’ tell me right now.”
“Yes. It makes me hot.” Her words were barely audible.
He fucked her entrance with his fingers in reward for her honesty. “That’s right. See that clown over there…?”
She knew exactly which guy he’d meant. It was the creepy bald whiskey guy who couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. His beady brown eyes dipped to her heaving breasts as Devlin pinched her nipple through her dress. Oh, the nerve of Devlin to touch her above bar level for everyone to see. It should bother her instead of making her pussy drenched with need.
Devlin stood from his seat and pushed his fingers deeper inside of her pussy. She let the back of her head fall against his other muscular arm that still rested over the back of her bar stool. With her eyes closed, she focused on the loud music and her own breathing as she searched for a release.
Devlin retreated his fingers, and she groaned. “Dev…”
“I’ll take care of you, baby. Keep your eyes open. Watch that sucker in the eyes while I’m fucking you with my fingers. Let him know how good my fingers feel inside your tight little pussy.”
She closed her eyes and shook her head. “I can’t, Dev. It’s too much.”
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered how they even got to this point. With Devlin, she seemed like an entirely different person. Someone who didn’t give a rat’s ass about others’ opinion and let herself get fingered in public just because it felt so good. It scared her just as it excited her. And that realization scared her even more. The first ripples of her orgasm took over her body.
“You’re so fuckin’ perfect. That’s right. Fuckin’ move those slick pussy lips over my fingers.”
“Oh, Dev. I can’t look at him while you’re…” her whines morphed into moans as his thumb circled her clit.
Teagan didn’t care what he’d wanted; she wasn’t about to look at that stranger any longer. Her palm was on Devlin’s cheek, his boyish grin highlighting his hard features. She whispered against his lips, “Only you. My orgasm is just for you.”
“Fuckin’ hell,” he whispered. His warm breath tickled her face.
His kiss was demanding, even desperate in a way. Her walls kept clenching and unclenching around his fingers as his wet tongue directed their heated kiss.
She gripped his cut tightly as he worked her higher and higher. Just like before, Devlin had more in store for her than she had ever imagined. He worked her body, watching her closely as he read her reaction to every little thing he did. He curled his fingers inside, massaging her G-spot.
She broke their kiss, hiding her face in the crook of Devlin’s neck while free-falling in ecstasy. Her short, panted breaths washed over his skin and he pulled a shoulder before a shiver raked over him.
“Your greedy pussy is begging my fingers to get pounded. Fuck, my dick wants inside so bad.”
“Not here,” she whispered.
His warm chuckle made her glance up at him as she came down from her orgasm.
“I’m taking you home, Little Bird.”
A sigh of relief escaped her. “Thanks.”
She dared a glance to the other side of the bar, thankful to find that bald guy gone.
