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“Oh, I’m going there.” She grins and then downs her wine.
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“Ellie saidit’s obvious we had sex,” I tell Maliki. “That everyone at the bar knows.”
We’re closing as usual, but tonight, it’s different. We exchange flirtatious glances and brush against each other as we cross paths.
He chuckles, his lips stretching into a broad smile. “Then, maybe you shouldn’t eye-fuck me all night, huh?” He steps closer and pokes the tip of my nose. “That makes it obvious.”
“Oh,puh-lease. You eye-fucked me all night. And not only tonight butevery night.”
“I won’t dispute that.” He spans his arm around my waist. “You know what’s nice?”
I shiver when his hand wanders to my ass. “What?”
“Now, I can do more than eye-fuck you.”
I grin. “Oh, yes, that’s definitely nice.” I encircle my arms around his neck to tug him my way.
He bows his head, brushing a gentle kiss over my lips. “I have an idea.”
“Hmm?”
“You. Me. The apartment. We’ll save the closing for later.” He swoops his tongue into my mouth to suck on mine.
“Why wait?” I peek down and notice the erection through his jeans.
His hands leave me when I hop onto the bar—the same place he pinned and kissed me the night Penny ruined our moment.
He raises a brow but doesn’t speak.
I pat the bar and signal for him to come closer with my finger. “I want you to screw me here.”
“Sierra.” My name leaves his lips in warning, and he exhales audibly.
“Maliki.” I imitate his tone. “Finish what you started beforesheshowed up. Let me mark my territory. Now, when you look at this spot, you’ll be reminded of me—where you laid me onto my back and fucked me until I couldn’t breathe.”
“Shit,” he hisses through clenched teeth and advances a step, stopping in front of me and standing tall. He snags my waist and tugs me to the edge of the bar, my core rubbing against his hardness. He releases my waist, his hand drifting up my side and shoulder, and he moves my hair to the side, his lips brushing against my ear. “How do you want it, baby?”
I rub my thighs together, feeling my wet panties, and desire screams through me.
“Fuck me hard, right here, right now. Own me, Maliki.” The words exit my mouth in harsh gasps.
He wraps my hair in his fist, tugging it back. “Jailbait, I’ve owned you since you were eighteen.”
I lick my top lip and lean forward until my mouth is almost resting against his. “Prove it.”
His lips claim mine, heavy and heated, and he widens my legs, giving him enough space to stand between them. He tightens his hold on my hair, yanking my head back, and his lips roam my neck.
My pulse beats hard in every spot he kisses and licks. I struggle to breathe when he grabs my ankles and pulls me toward him, my ass hanging off the bar.
“I hate when you wear these short shorts,” he says. “It drives my imagination wild, thinking about licking and sucking your tight pussy.” He rakes a finger across my core over my jeans. “Is that why you wear them? To torture me?”
I lower my head to stare at him, his eyes mischievous as they harden on me. “Maybe.”
His mouth replaces his hand, resting his lips on my jeans and blowing on them. I open my mouth to beg him for more, but his hands are faster than my words.
In seconds, he has my shorts unbuckled and shoves them along with my panties down my legs. I help him drag them off my feet, and he falls to his knees, resting my thighs on his shoulders. I squirm when his hand squeezes my ass, holding me still, and his tongue dives deep inside me.
