“Ask me again. Does this look like I'm into that skank?” I swallowed, trying to hold the lust in, keep it from throttling my whole damned system just a little while longer. “Does this feel like I'm fucking into her?”
She shuddered as my hand slid up her thigh, brushing the skirt aside. I touched her panties near the center.
Soaked. My dick pounded, pulsed like it was surrounded by a bed of needles.
God fucking dammit. I needed to fuck this chick, and if she really couldn't see it, then I was gonna show her in the worst ways.
“Better answer me quick, babe,” I whispered in her ear. “We've got a lotta people here, and not a lotta space. Some of 'em are bound to see my fingers going in your cunt. I'll flick your clit 'til you come right here in front of everybody if you don't tell me the fucking truth. You think I'm into that slut, or you? Tell me.”
I meant it too. Hell, I meant more than I'd threatened. I'd shove the table aside and bury my face between her legs if she didn't spit it out. She needed to tell me I'd broken through her icy wall now, or else I'd smother her sweet cunt with my tongue 'til she creamed all over me.
“Me!” Her voice hitched, trying to hold back the pleasure as my fingers toyed with ripping her panties down. “I'm sorry, Roman. I shouldn't have doubted you. It's me you want...isn't it?”
“Damned straight. This is the last warning, babe. You give me those jealous puppy eyes again, and I will throw you on my lap and smack your ass. Then I'll bring you off so fucking hard you'll forget there's even another pussy on this planet to get upset about. My dick, my mouth, my hands only wanna go in you from now on, and I'm gonna get real fucking rough if they don't get there soon.”
Panting, she threw her hand on mine, just as I slid my fingers through her folds, finding her clit. I pulled my hand off hers, all at once, feeling my blood churn like magma, pooling in the steel pipe between my legs.
My hand was gone and she jerked up, straightening her skirt. The jealousy vanished by the time she looked at me again, and I gave her a satisfied nod.
Yeah, that's what I fucking thought.
I noticed our near empty plates and grabbed them, stacking hers on mine. “You want some more, or what? Another drink? We'd might as well enjoy this shit while we're here – unless you wanna get home earlier?”
Unless you wanna get home and feel a thousand times better than I just made you feel with two fingers on your bud, I thought with a grin. Unless you wanna find out how good this dick feels balls deep in your cunt.
She pursed her lips and ran a hand over her face, wiping away the sweat beading on her brow. “No, we'll hang out a little longer. Not that I'd mind turning in early. Let's go find your friends and their old ladies. But first, I need to run to the ladies room.”
I pointed her toward the big open one down the hall. My eyes followed her round ass as she disappeared into the crowd.
Shit. My cock wouldn't stop hammering, especially when I realized this chick was built to breed. She had the kinda wide swagger that makes a man drool like a goddamned maniac. Hell, I practically had to wipe my mouth, remembering how I gripped her ass while she rode my cock two summers ago.
How had I survived without that perfect ass for this long?
She'd filled out a little more since our last romps. She'd gone from fuckable to damned near perfect. Needless to say, I wanted a piece of that the same way a starving wolf wants fresh meat.
I couldn't wait to sink down deep in her cunt, reminding her she was always made for me, and only me. With her, there was something different, and it wasn't just the son she'd already given me.
I knew I'd never need to fuck another hole again as soon as I got her under me, owning her the way I should, taking over all I'd ever need for my greedy fucking dick.
I sat so long in la la land, thinking about all the nasty ways I'd fuck her tonight, that I lost track of time. All the minutes we'd lost didn't hit me in the face 'til an earsplitting scream rang out.
The first screech was so shrill and sudden, I thought it was some slut, or maybe just a high note in the half-muffled rock pouring through the speakers.
Then it happened again, an octave up, high and loud and unmistakably hers.
I threw the plates on the ground and took off, shoving fuckers aside like they were cardboard cutouts. When I saw what had her upset, I nearly went through the goddamned roof.
A couple brothers and their old ladies gawked at the scene, their fists trembling, unsure what the fuck they should do. Beam had Sally up against the wall, pinning her down tight, anger lining his face – way too fucking close to hers.
Instinct kicked in. I shoved two guys to the floor in my mad rush over. He spun around right before I reached for his shoulders. The dumb bastard flattened his fist in my chest. I had so much muscle there his best hit wouldn't even leave a bruise. His hand bounced off like a rock, and I grabbed him.