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We do a full rotation in time with the music in the air, then stepping back, she keeps my hand in hers and walks off the dancefloor. We walk past our table, but I purposely don’t look. I don’t want to catch my mom’s eyes when I know Kit’s taking me somewhere to do naughty things.

She leads us from the main room and down a hallway bustling with wait staff as they rush around with trays of snacks and wine flutes. A steady stream of fresh trays pass us in a rush, and empty trays follow us to be taken back to the kitchen.

She leads us through a large door until we emerge into a deserted hallway, but she doesn’t stop there. As though she knows where we’re going, she keeps walking, fast, but I eagerly keep up. My heart pumps with adrenaline and anticipation.

“In here.” She pulls open a door as though she lives here and has every right to go wherever she pleases. I follow her in and close the door behind us, then I stop when I realize we’re in a fire closet.

Fire hose to my left, fire extinguishers next to that. Above them, axes sit in glass cases, and beside all that is one of a million emergency fire alarms I’ve seen all over the hotel since we arrived.

Refocusing on the reason we’re in here, my heart hammers in my chest as Kit lowers to her knees in front of me. Silently, she unbuckles my belt and licks her lips.

“You wanna suck my cock, baby?”

She nods and slides my zipper down. “I want to taste you, babe. I’ve wanted to taste you since the limo. You’ve had me thinking about your dick for hours.” She takes me out and palms my cock, and I hiss at the skin on skin contact. This shit isn’t going to last long. “You tease a girl, you take her out to a fancy dinner, but you don’t do anything to finish what you started.” She leans forward and sends my head crashing back against the wall with a groan as she takes me in her mouth.

I pant like a horny teenager and jut my hips forward. “Fuck, baby.” I look down and groan as she looks up at me through long lashes. “So fucking sexy. So beautiful.” I run my fingers across her cheeks as she hollows them out and sucks me half to death. My hands tremble with the pleasure. I want to take her hair in my hands and thrust. I want to fuck her mouth. I want to fuck her mouth until she swallows me down. “Oh God, Kit. That feels so fucking amazing.”

She hums and sends licks of fire straight through my cock and into my balls. In and out, she runs her tongue along my length and smirks. In and out, she refuses to let my eyes free. She takes me in to the very back of her throat, then she swallows and almost pushes me over the edge.

Yanking away from her grasp, she looks up at me in shock. “What–” Without a word, I grab her arms and pull her up to her feet. I spin her fast and press her chest against the wall. Pulling her silky dress up her thighs, I thank the universe that she wore the heels she did. Perfect height for me. I push her barely there panties aside and slide my fingers into her already wet pussy. “Oh God.” She drops her head back and groans with pleasure. “Jesus, Bobby.”

“You like that, baby?” My cock jumps against her ass as she pushes back against my hand.More, more, more.

“Uh-huh. Harder.”

I pull my fingers out and smile when she complains, then I line up and bury my throbbing cock so deep inside her, she juts forward and cries out. Clutching to her with one hand on her hip, and the other pinning her hands above her head, I slam into her and ride the pleasure. Nothing has ever come to feel as amazing as being inside my wife.

“I love you so much.” I punctuate each word with a forward thrust, push her against the wall, then back off again. “So much, baby.”

“Oh, Bobby.” She groans and pushes back against me to take more. She clenches me so tight, she makes it hard to move. “You feel so good.” I snake my hand around her stomach and lift her weight to bring her just a little higher, a little deeper. “Oh God,” she cries out. “I’m going to come.”

With an animalistic groan, I push inside her time and time again until she sobs and explodes around me. She drags me over the edge until dots float in my vision and send me falling forward to press her against the wall.

She pants in the newly silent fire closet. Her chest lifts and expands and pushes us up and down as I lean on her. I’m too heavy for her. Too big, and yet, weak as a baby, I lean and let her hold me up. My muscles feel like putty, and if I had my own way, I’d sink to the floor and sleep on her chest.

I nibble on her ear and run my finger down her arm. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, you know that?”

Her skin prickles, and turning her head to the side, she smiles. “I’m so happy you chose me.”

It blows my mind that she thinks that way. That she thinks I had a choice. That she has no clue that I’m the thankful one.She chose me.She chooses me every day, and every day, I wake up and thank the universe for putting us on the same path.

I help with her panties and dress, and fixing my own pants, I poke my head out of the closet into the still empty hallway. I take her hand and tug her down the hall to the empty ladies room.

She walks straight to the sink to tidy up, so I step up behind her and grin “Well…” I wait for the blush to spread. “I didn’t expect a BJ in the closet tonight. Not that I don’t appreciate it.”

She smiles. “I figured you deserved it. You’ve worked hard, babe, but I was intending to take it right to the end. Now your come is messing up my panties rather than my throat.”

Electricity ricochets through my body. I came just minutes ago, and yet, she has me hard all over again. I tighten my hands on her hips and pull her back against my cock. “I need to be able to leave this bathroom and not make a spectacle with my tented pants, babe.”

She shrugs and fixes her lipstick. “Is there a red rim around your dick?” She snickers when I groan into her hair. “Lost all my lipstick somewhere between unzipping your pants and coming in here. And I’m fairly sure you just fucked me without kissing me once.”

I want to cry, she has me in pain stuck behind my zipper. “Baby.”

“Come on, let’s go.” She takes my hand and unlocks the door. We walk down the hall hand in hand and smile as the music plays in the air. The band is good. They’re an up and coming soft-rock band that knows someone who knows someone, I think.

Waitresses rush past us with empty trays and frazzled eyes. The meals are over now, so shit will start to slow for them. We follow the music back toward the ballroom, but I stop Kit with an arm wrapped around her hips when we turn a corner and find Jimmy and Anja a few yards away.

I push Kit back against the wall and narrow my eyes at my brother.

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