The sound of their flesh smacking together and the wet, sensual sounds of their union echoed in the room. Motion in the corner of her eye drew her attention, and the sight of him on top of her, fucking her, in the mirror’s reflection was the most savage, beautiful thing she’d ever witnessed. He moved with such animal grace and there was no denying him when he growled, “Come for me, baby.”
White lights burst behind her eyelids and she sobbed in ecstasy. Her body locked down around his cock and her orgasm throbbed as she rocked through each glorious wave with him. He shook all around her and cried out, pumping his cock deep within her as he came hard.
After the pulses faded, he tilted them to the side and released his tight hold on her so she could catch her breath, and she went limp, luxuriating in the pleasure of the moment.
“You were right,” she whispered against his biceps.
“About what?”
“I can’t move.”
He gave her half a chuckle and said, “I can’t either. Give me a minute and we’ll move on to round two.”
“Are you kidding?”
“No, baby. I may kid around a lot but where your pleasure is concerned I’m damned serious. It’s early and I still have plans for you.”
“Oh?”
“We’re going to watch a movie and I plan to make love to you on the couch, to make up for being such a beast just now. I’ll even let you pick the movie. Just make sure it’s a sexy one.”
“I love your beastly ways, though.”
* * * *
Spencer walked back to the front door after checking the restrooms at the Twisted Bull. The club was busy but not busy enough to keep his mind from wandering. He glanced at Cody and saw him watching the other bouncer, Ryan, who was talking with a blonde at the bar. Cody looked over at Spencer and rolled his eyes. Spencer chuckled. It wouldn’t take long for Ryan to figure out why they didn’t date club regulars.
“Everything okay up here?” Spencer asked when he reached the front, where Cody stood scanning the crowd.
“Yeah.”
“Wondering what they’re up to?” Spencer asked. Cody’s half smile told him he didn’t have to elaborate about who he was referring to.
Cody quietly said, “I know what I’d be up to if I was Heath right now.”
Spencer let out a long sigh, trying to not visualize making love with Maizy all on his own and failing miserably. Two nights in a row of being with her, getting to know her and touching her, just made him want more.
“Yup,” Cody growled.
Ryan stepped away from the bar, where he had been watching the security monitors to check in at the front. Spencer looked at Cody, who nodded, and Spencer beckoned to Ryan and said, “You messing with that blonde at the bar?”
The new bouncer got a little half smile on his face but shrugged. He’d been enjoying the occasional perks of being a club bouncer since joining the Twisted Bull crew, and Spencer couldn’t exactly fault him. He was young, built the way the ladies liked, and he’d been getting free pussy waved in his direction since his first night. Spencer figured it’d take a little more experience for him to figure out what they already knew.
Spencer tilted his head in the blonde’s direction. “You know she’s married, right?”
He shrugged nonchalantly, but the furrow between Ryan’s eyebrows told a different story. Their friend might be a man whore but he wasn’t into coming between a woman and her husband. He shrugged again. “I didn’t see a ring. No biggie. She was just telling me her woes but she made it sound like it was a boyfriend.”
“I figured. She comes in here alone most of the time. But he’s big and he’s a jealous fucker, just so you know.”
Ryan nodded. “Thanks, man. I appreciate that.”
Cody scanned the club. “Just be careful, Ryan. A shoulder to cry on has a way of becoming a dick to ride on. We don’t want it to blow back on you. Everything okay otherwise?”
“Yeah. How’s your lady?”
Spencer smiled, liking the sound of that. She was their lady. “She’s fine.” Just because the guy asked didn’t mean he needed details.
“She sure is somethin’,” Ryan replied with obvious admiration. “Not that I was scoping her the other night or anything, but damn. So…the three of you are…”
Cody cleared his throat and said, “Yes, the three of us ‘are,’” and lifted a hand when Ryan opened his mouth like he wanted to offer a suggestion. “And we’re not looking to make it four. She’s all ours. Get your own lady.” Spencer chuckled at his subtle emphasis on the word “lady.”