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“No, but the height of the stage puts their junk right in your face. I know they walk around and offer lap dances the same as at female clubs. I know they try to offer more than just a dance to women as hot as you.”
He isn’t wrong. More than one has tried to slide his hand up my skirt, and it’s been tempting to let a few. But I never have.
“I know you don’t go with Laura or the women in her family, so who? When was the last time?”
“I went with Laura before she got married. I have friends other than her. I’ve been for some birthdays and bachelorette parties. The last time was about a month ago.”
His hold on me tightens as he presses his leg between mine. There isn’t a lot of give to my dress, but there’s a slit in the back that he tugs up.
“No panties. Good girl.”
He slides his fingers down my ass crack until he can slip three into me. I’m already soaked. He groans when he feels it.
“Is this from thinking about those strippers?”
“You know it’s not. You know I’ve been like this since the moment I heard your voice. From the moment you touched me, I haven’t wanted anything more than for you to fuck me. Daddy, you know damned well it’s different. Me going every once in a while versus you working there regularly. Those women make money selling the idea of sex. How am I supposed to know that my drop-dead gorgeous boyfriend is around naked women all night and not react? I trust you. I don’t trust them.”
“That’s completely fair. It doesn’t mean I like knowing you’ve gotten wet for other men. First, you tell me you used to sleep with Pablo. Now, I know you enjoy seeing other men mostly naked.”
“Enzo, you would get hired somewhere like that just from a manager seeing you stand outside the door. You’d make more money than any other guy there. Your body is like a fucking Armani model. Going there or not is entirely my choice, and I have no reason to check out men in banana hammocks when I can be in bed with you.”
“In bed. On a dresser. On a table. On a counter. Against a wall. Against a door. In a tub. In a shower. I will fuck you everywhere in my place and yours. You won’t be able to walk into either place without knowing I fucked you there, and you’re mine.”
His fingers work my pussy, and I ache. I can’t help rocking against his thigh, desperately needing release.
“I want to go home. I don’t care if the speeches aren’t all done. I don’t want to stay. Please, can we go?”
“Do you need to come?”
“Yes. But I really just want to be alone with you.”
My hands grip his upper arms, and a wave of emotion sideswipes me. I don’t know where the urge to cry comes from. It makes no sense.
“Chellie?”
“I missed you too much. I don’t want to share you anymore. I want to be alone with you.”
“Too much? Is that as in you don’t want to do this again?”
“No. Too much as in I’m embarrassed now. I feel clingy and stupid, and I just want to go.”
He turns us, so we’re completely in the shadows. If we remain quiet, no one will know we’re here. He pulls my dress up, and I bunch it around my waist. He leans to whisper in my ear.
“I’m going to make it better,cuore. Then I’ll take you home, and we’ll run a bath. I’m going to make love to you all night because I missed you too much too. We’re out here because I was being clingy and stupid. I need you, but all I want is to make you sigh my name. Come for me.”
His fingers work me as his thumb rubs my clit. I grip his arms as I try to balance in my ridiculous heels when I feel like my legs will give out. His mouth meets mine, and his swallows my moans. I suck his tongue, letting him know just what I want to do to his cock. I can feel my orgasm building as I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Mmm-uh.”
I come, and tears burn the back of my eyelids. Why do we have to have such intensely personal conversations? Why do I have to be falling in love with him already? He pulls his fingers from me and pulls out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket. Who knew men still carried those? He licks the fingers that were just inside me before wiping them. He offers it to me, and I feel my face flush. I take it and try to turn around, but he snatches it back.
“There’s no point in turning around when I’ve already buried my face between your thighs. I said I would take care of you, and I will.”
He’s gentle as he wipes the stickiness from my pussy and thighs. He folds the handkerchief several times before shoving it in his pocket.
“Let’s get your wrap and go.”
“I don’t want to talk if anyone stops us. I want to get in the car and suck you off.”
