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Hunter gets his drink and I immediately grab his hand, pulling him out into the mezzanine as I desperately search for an empty room, a closet, anywhere I can maul this man.
“Are you feeling okay?” he asks, concern filling his voice. “The restrooms are down the other hallway,” he says, still allowing me to drag him in the opposite direction.
I fling open a door andbingo! It’s a small supply closet. I’m so relieved, I nearly trip over a broom.
“Easy, sweetheart.” Hunter grips my waist to keep me on my feet.
I press the light switch, then pull the door closed behind us.
“What are we doing here?”
“I need you to touch me. Please.”
I’m already gathering the skirt of my dress into my hands.
“Here?” he asks, setting his glass on the shelf next to the bulk paper towels.
“Yes, here. It’s an emergency.”
Hunter chuckles. “An orgasm emergency?”
“Yes! Exactly.” I’m glad he’s understanding my plight.
He gets right to work, hooking his fingers into the waistband of my underwear and taking them with him as he lowers to his knees.
I grab a set of disposable dust rags from the shelf and drop them to the ground.
“For your knee,” I tell him. He’s been icing his bad knee since he tripped and fell on it during the fight with Griffin on Saturday.
He grins up at me, likely remembering that first day in his shower when he didn’t want me kneeling on the hard tile to give him a blow job.
“You’re so good to me.” He winks and if I wasn’t already pregnant, that would do it.
A moment later, he lifts my leg over his shoulder and flattens his tongue against me and I already know this is going to be a record for fastest orgasm.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet.” He swirls his tongue over my clit, and my hands push through his hair.
“I can’t help it,” I groan.
“I love it. I’m going to enjoy licking up every last drop.”
And he does.
A minute later, I shatter on his skilled tongue.
He stands, replacing the dust towels back on the shelf. Then, he starts to guide my underwear back over my heels.
“I can’t put those back on. They’re too wet.”
Without question, he tucks my panties into his pocket, then uses some of the paper towels bundled on the shelf to clean me up.
“Better?” he asks, placing a kiss against my jaw.
“The orgasm was top notch, but I think the situation between my thighs is actually worse now.” I pout.
“I’m sorry. We can say goodbye to Hannah and James, then leave if you want.”
“Okay.”
