Page 119 of The Counterfeit Lover


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"Fuck! That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," I tell her as she's slowly coming back, her cheek nuzzling the crook of my neck.

Turning her head slightly, she makes eye contact with the girls she'd mentioned earlier, her lips spreading into a satisfied smile as if she's daring them to look now.

Damn, but I never thought I'd be more in awe of her than now. She's such a force to be reckoned with, and she'smywife. My fucking wife.

"You need help with this?" she murmurs, bringing her palm to the front of my pants, cupping my very obvious erection.

"Not now. Definitely not here," I rasp, my blood already boiling from her little show.

"Then come," she suddenly says, turning to her drink and gulping it down before jumping down and leading me towards the middle of the crowd.

Fitting her back to my front, she takes my hands and brings them to her tits before lowering them. Seeing what the little minx wants, I drag them down, feeling her up just as she pushes her ass into my hard cock, grinding herself on me like the born seductress she is.

"Fucking hell, Noelle," I bring my lips to her neck, skimming the surface of her skin before opening my mouth and sucking.

I left the toy on low vibrations, and by the way she's wiggling her ass around, I can tell she's riding small aftershock waves, made even better by the hickeys I leave all over her lovely throat.

"Nowtheysee," I speak softly, only for her ears.

"Hm?"

"Look," I nod towards some guys who can't seem to take her eyes from her. And I can't blame them, not when she moves with such fluidity, such decadent sexuality that she draws everyone's attention to her.

"Look how they're eating you up. Seeing my hands on you and wishing it wastheirhands," I add, violence punctuating my words.

"They can look, but they can't touch," she drawls. "Isn't that right, my dear husband? Onlyyoucan. Only ever you."

"Damn right, pretty girl," I grunt as I move my hands lower to her hips, tracing her curves and kneading her flesh with my fingers. "But even looking is too much…"

Suddenly, I turn her, snaking my arm around her waist and bringing her to me.

Her eyes glint dangerously as the hint of a smile appears on her lips.

"One more drink," she whispers. "And then…"

"And then," I nod, knowing exactly what she has in mind.

We rush to the bar, and she downs her third drink of the night with unexpected urgency, all the while giving me lustful glances that promise sweet fulfillment.

And fuck if I'm not so hard I'm nearly bursting.

All night she's done nothing but tease me. And the little minx noticed my hard-on as soon as we got here, so she's been doing everything to force my hand—get me to the edge until my control snaps.

"Done," she quips, wiping her mouth as she jumps from her chair. She doesn't even wait for me to reply as she takes my hand, nodding towards the direction opposite to where we came from.

We try a few doors until we manage to find the emergency exit, whichluckily,doesn't trigger an alarm as we open it.

Maybe if I'd been a tiny bit less led by my dick I would have tried to stop Noelle. But as it happens, I can only see one thing.

Her.

Her as she shakes her little ass at me, looking at me as if I were the center of her world—looking as if all she's thinking about is me, her, and my cock in her cunt.

Jesus, she's really making me lose all sense.

The door closes behind us, and we find ourselves in the back of a dark alley with not a soul around.

My ears are pulsing, the sudden lack of sound making me even more aware of her tiny breaths, or the way she moans my name slightly, using one finger to beckon me closer.

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