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The three of them embrace, heads dipping towards each other, tongues lingering as they trade kisses. The blonde peels the other woman’s dress lower, and bends her head, sucking and licking her breasts until the brunette is moaning, grinding on the man’s lap, taking her pleasure from his cock.
Avery exhales a shaking breath. She can’t look away. I can see the arousal in her expression, her lips parted, a blush on her cheeks. Her eyes are wide, and I know that if I slipped a hand up her dress, I’d find her wet and ready for me.
“Come here,” I murmur, patting my lap.
Avery jolts, but she immediately obeys, getting up and circling the table to perch on my lap, facing the room.
I pull her closer, so she’s sitting with her back flush against my chest, and my arms encircling her.
“Do you like what you see?” I whisper, trailing my hands over her bare arms.
She doesn’t reply, but her whole body is trembling. Overwhelmed.
“I think you do…” I muse. “I think it turns you on,watching. Because we already know, you liked to be watched, don’t you, Sparrow?”
Slowly, deliberately, I place a hand on each of her knees, and ease them open.
She gasps, her body going tense. Her skirt still covers her, but she tries to close her legs.
I grip them firmly, holding her open.
“Shh…” I whisper, trailing kisses down the pale column of her throat. “Don’t you want everyone here to see this beautiful body?”
Avery looks out at the room, and tenses. “Sebastian… They’re looking.”
“So they are,” I say, pleased. People are watching us now, sending curious glances over to our table. I can see their eyes widen in recognition at me, in shock and awe. I’m usually more discreet than this, keeping my activities to the private rooms and dark corners of the club, but tonight, I won’t be hiding anything.
I’m staking my claim to Avery, where everyone can see.
I move one hand to her chest, teasing and toying with one breast through the fabric of her dress.
“But…We can’t…” Avery wriggles in my lap, the movement going straight to my cock.
“We can’t what?” I ask, amused that she’s still fighting this. But that’s how all our lessons have unfolded. First, the denial, where she clings to innocence. Then, the surrender to her true desire.
And how fucking sweet that surrender is.
I pluck her nipple, hard, and Avery sounds a muffled whimper of pleasure, arching a little into my palm.
“Do…This,” she breathes faster, even as she grinds again on my thick cock.
“You can… And you will.”
I keep her pinned in place on my lap as I ease her dress down, revealing her bare breasts, pale in the dim light. “So pretty…” I murmur approvingly, tracing her nipples until they jut out in two stiff peaks. “I think our audience likes them, too.”
Avery tenses at the reminder, and she strains to see the people watching us, openly enjoying the show. We’re not hidden in the shadows like last time, where only an accident would make someone glance her way.
She’s on display to them now. My trophy. Splayed on my lap with her legs open and her juicy breasts bared, whimpering for my touch even as she shudders in shame.
I kiss her neck, and slowly massage her breasts, teasing them in the way I know drives her crazy. “Can you moan for them, baby? Show them all how good it feels.”
Avery pants for breath. I can feel the war playing out inside her, between decency and pleasure.
Pleasure wins.
She moans out loud, a filthy, desperate sound that echoes through the hushed room.
Triumph burns in my chest.
