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“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“The dance, the orgasm, letting me lick you.”
She laughs again, like she thinks it’s funny I’m thanking her for letting me taste her. She has no idea that’s the real highlight of the night. That I’d stay here all night with my head between her legs if she’d let me.
I tuck a loose hair behind her ear, then run my thumb over her lips, loving this post orgasm moment with her.
There’s a knock on the door followed by voices in the hallway.
“We should go,” Emma says, attempting to move off me.
“Mmm.” I tighten my arms around her waist, not ready to let her go yet. I want her here, near me, even if we’re holding up the rest of the group. “What are the ladies doing the rest of the night?”
“We’re going dancing.” She smirks. “I guess I haven’t put in my quota for the night yet.”
My hand traces up her inner thigh, letting the tip of my index finger tease against her wetness again. She shivers.
“You’re going to put your underwear back on, right?”
Emma looks up at me, her brown eyes filled with mischief.
“I don’t know. Should I?” She’s goading me.
“Where are they?” I ask.
She reaches for her clutch on the table and opens it, pulling out the scrap of black lace. I take them in my hand, then help her stand. On my knees, I guide her heels through each leg before pulling them over her thighs. Emma lets out a shuddering breath, her fingers gripping my shoulders for support.
With the black lace in position, I place a final kiss at the center of her thighs.
Mine, mine, mine,my heart pumps in a possessive rhythm. The need to claim her is becoming increasingly potent, but so is the fear of what it would mean. I know if I let myself have her, I’ll bury myself so deep inside her, I’ll never find my way out.
But here, right now, isn’t the time.
I stand to kiss her jaw. Her lips.
Emma slides her tongue against mine and I groan into her mouth. I’m one kiss away from dragging her back to the loveseat when the door flies open. Chloe is standing there in a short, white dress with her hand over her eyes.
“Emma! We’re leaving!” she calls. “Stop banging your husband and get out here.”
We share amused smiles, then I steal one more kiss.
“I’ll see you later,” she says.
“Later.” I release her. Watching Emma leave, it feels like part of me is walking out that door.
CHAPTER26
Emma
After we leave Studio Y, we pile into the sprinter van that will take us to dinner. Playing hostess, I pop the bottle of prosecco, then pour into glasses and hand them out to the ladies. Lauren, Chloe’s childhood friend, launches into the story of her bachelorette party. It’s the origin of how Chloe and Barrett started fake dating. After a cancelled reservation Chloe moved Lauren’s party to my aunt JoAnna’s apartment, who is Chloe’s boss, and when Barrett caught her there, he blackmailed her to play his girlfriend for a business deal. While they were fake dating, they fell in love.
With everyone sipping on their drink and contentedly listening to Lauren’s story, I let my thoughts drift back to Griffin. The lap dance. His head between my thighs. The weight of his thick cock against my tongue. The warm, salty taste of his release sliding down the back of my throat. My body flushes and my panties dampen with the thought of it.
I smile to myself, the satisfaction of finally touching Griffin making me warm all over.
Griffin has the perfect cock. Big without being a monster, because who wants that? Thick, but not so much that I couldn’t get my mouth around him. I imagine how good it would feel to have him inside me, stretching me.
