Page 3 of His Angel

I brought my right knee up, squeezing my inner thighs together, while I focused only on the man with captivating eyes. The frown on his face eased slightly, a smile growing on his face as he continued to watch me, continued to drink up the sight of me. My finger dipped down, gathering up my slick juices, so that my finger would glide over my silky skin.

I had to open my thighs, though, and that brought Johnny’s attention back down, to take in the flash of pink skin I displayed for only a few seconds. I slid down in the chair a little, not a calculated move, but one that drew cheers and whistles. I swallowed hard, my mouth shut, but this was so good, so…fun.

I was the one drinking up the pleasure now, sucking it up like it was juice in a juice box, and it wasn’t all coming from my fingers. It came from the men and women cheering me on, urging me to get off on the stage. And I planned to do just that.

Only, I’d do it with my eyes on Johnny and no one else.

I kept my eyes open, locked on his, while thoughts flitted through my mind. What it would feel like to have his tongue where my finger was. How he’d bend me over the chair, fuck me on the stage for everyone to see. Filthy, dirty things that I had no right thinking, but couldn’t stop myself from imagining. Because his eyes told me that’s exactly what he wanted to do, fuck me right there, with the audience watching and wishing they could do what he was doing.

I didn’t know what I’d do if he actually moved up to the stage, but I had a feeling he wouldn’t turn me down.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw him push his legs out in front of his body before he adjusted himself, a clear bulge visible when he moved his hands away. He wanted me, I knew that was what that meant. Even if I’d never fucked a man before, I’d had a few erections pressed up against me in my life. Only his actually excited me.

My breath stopped completely when he winked at me, putting his hand back over that erection and squeezing at the same time. He smirked when my left eyebrow lifted and my mouth fell open. If only he’d come and fill my mouth…

My brain exploded just as the orgasm I’d worked for burst into pulsing life between my thighs. My legs clamped together, and I had to force myself to remember…don’t move too much. Get off, but don’t move too much.

Even from the stage, and over the eruption of victory from the crowd below, I could hear the way Johnny growled. He was nearly at my feet, just a few inches back from the stage. My eyes fluttered closed as pleasure washed through me and only opened when I felt something fluttering against my skin. The pleasure started to ebb inside of my body, but it came back to life in my brain as I looked up to see money raining down around me, thrown from the bottom of the stage and up into the air.

I caught my breath with a huge smile of conquest, victory even. I’d finally opened the wallets of the audience. All I’d had to do was give them what amounted to a peep show while I masturbated on the stage. Fair exchange as far as I was concerned.

I looked around, hoping to catch sight of Johnny, but he was gone. The smile faded a little but did not die completely. He’d be back, I knew that for certain. He wanted me, whether he’d admit or not. Which meant he’d come back to see me again. Whether it was a good idea or not. He’s a big guy, hot as fuck, but he exuded danger. That was a game I couldn’t afford to play. No matter how much I wanted him.

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