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“Baby, you’re glowing extra bright tonight,” he says as he wraps his hand around my hip and pulls me to stand between his thighs. “Have I mentioned this dress is absolute torture.”
His hands gently caress my hip over the slinky black material.
After I informed Wes of our trip to Vegas tonight, we went on a quick shopping trip for him to get a suit for the occasion. Since he's practically perfect in every way, we had no issue getting him one in time. I was lucky enough to have a vintage Valentino gown that I’ve been dying to wear since the day I bought it.
It's a sleek, curve hugging black dress with a beautiful twisted detail on the waistline.
“Me torture you? Never.” I wink at him, then order another drink and turn my attention to the stage. Lily Lu’s performance is over, but there’s another woman up there currently twirling around a pole while incorporating burlesque style feather fans. Very impressive. There's a low sensual beat playing as she sways on the stage, and I can't help but sway along with her as I stand between Wes’s legs.
We sip our drinks and watch the show, but I can’t stop my gaze from drifting down to the area Kelly had pointed out. I know in New York those halls are for private dances and for couples to do as they please. There are shades built into the windows that give the occupants three different privacy options. There is the complete shade that blocks out all on-lookers, there’s the sheer shade, which puts a blurry filter on the window so you can't make out who the occupants are, and then there is the tint, which is one-hundred percent transparent.
“What are you looking at over there?” Wes whispers into my neck and I lean back into his body.
I down the rest of my drink and grab his hand. “Come on. I want to show you something.”
We walk hand in hand across the main floor and down the hallway past the host who’s in charge of the room reservations. The first room we pass has the sheer setting on its windows, but that doesn't stop us from peering in. In the far corner there's a couple on the bed and someone sitting in a chair next to them. My mind begins to race with any and all scenarios that could be happening in there. I can't hide the smirk that spreads across my face.
“Oh, I can hear your thoughts from here, my dirty girl,” he croons from beside me. Wrapping his arms around my waist, we stand in front of the window watching the couple being watched by the man in the chair. It almost appears that the man in the chair’s body language and hand movements that he’s dictating the scene before us. Holy shit that is hot.
“Wes,” I say in a husky tone. “Would you let me take you into a room?” I ask, knowing he's more than aware of my voyeur tendencies.
“Absolutely, let me ask the host if there are any available. Wait right here.”
I don't know how long Wes is gone, too distracted by the throuple in the room in front of me. When Wes returns, he has a key card in hand and hooks his arm through mine and leads me further down the hall, passing other onlookers and rooms.
We reach a door about mid-way down the hall and scan the card to get in. We don't make it five steps into the room before I jump on Wes.
“I don't think I’ve ever been so happy in my entire life. This weekend is just perfect,” I say in between kisses.
“Let me show you how much I appreciate you, how you make me feel, and everything you do,” I say as I work the buckle on his belt.
“You can do whatever you want with me. I’m yours baby.”
“Good answer.” I smile at him, then drop to my knees.
Wes’s suit pants hit the floor moments later and I’m face-to-face with his very large and very hard cock straining in his boxer briefs.
“Mmm,” I moan as I pull down the waistband, letting his erection spring free.
“Show me how well you can suck my cock, baby,” he says, resting his hand on the back of my head.
I don’t hesitate as I wrap my lips around its velvety smooth head and take him deep into my mouth.
“Fuck yes, just like that.”
I drag my tongue along the underside of his shaft, and Wes groans in response. Then I wrap my hand around him and begin stroking him gently. His fingers tangle into my loose curls and he groans. I wrap my lips around his tip again and take him all the way down, letting him fuck my mouth like I know he loves to do.
“You’re so damn sexy, taking my cock down that throat of yours. You were so hungry for it, you forgot to put any shade on the windows. Now my dirty girl has a crowd watching as I fuck her mouth.”
I moan at his filthy words… my god!
His grip tightens in my hair and he takes control, fucking my mouth as I grip his hips. I love when he loses control like this.
“Shit baby, I'm going to come down that pretty little throat of yours.” Moving one of my hands, I gently caress his balls just like he likes it.
Moments later, I feel his cock jolt as he reaches his climax.
“That’s it, swallow me up, my little Thea.”
