Desire unfurled deep in the pit of my belly. The heat from his body radiated into mine and I couldn’t help but want him right then and there.
I watched as Anna started dancing with a guy a few feet away from us. Her tall slender body moving to the beat of the music. The man was practically drooling over her and when she looked back at me, I waved.
She laughed and shook her head, shrugging before continuing to dance with the guy that couldn’t keep his hands off of her.
I wanted Brett to be mad like I was mad at him. I wanted him to know how much I was hurt that he never once mentioned me to her or her to me. I wasn’t a child. I didn’t play games. If he was that embarrassed over me that he couldn’t tell his old friend about me, then I was at least going to give him something to be embarrassed over.
I took a breath and moved my hips against him. I could feel the bulge in his pants grow as I ground my ass into him.
His nose brushed up the length of my neck, his hand grazing down the side of my body to my hip. He squeezed and I knew right then that he was losing it and fast.
Satisfaction flew through me and I reached behind me before cupping the erection between his legs.
His breathing picked up, his hips thrusting to the movements of my hand.
Just when I knew he was getting worked up, I released him and walked away. Heading in the direction of his office, I brushed a shaky hand through my hair.
Once reaching the hallway, I was pulled by the arm into a dark corner and pushed up against the wall.
Brett spun me, his nostrils flaring. His big body shielded me from the onslaught of viewers as his fingers grazed down the side of my neck to the vee in my dress. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to because I already knew that he was pissed but turned on just the same.
His hand pulled the top of my dress down, exposing my breast.
The cool air washed over my skin, making my nipple harden.
He licked his lips and brushed his thumb over the erect peak.
I inhaled a gasp, a jolt of pleasure shooting straight to my groin. I lowered the zipper on the front of my dress.
His gaze followed my movements. “Completely exposed for my enjoyment.”
The way he growled my let me know that this was all for him. He would take what he wanted from me and he wouldn’t stop until he got it. I loved when he got like this. The possessive need to mate. To mark me. Remind me who I belonged to.
He smirked and brushed his knuckles down my stomach to my panties.
Screw it. I gripped the sides of my thong and ripped it clean off my body and stuffed the fabric in his suit jacket pocket.
He leaned his head from side to side, cracking the tendons in his thick neck before he lifted me and pushed me up against the wall. “You like me fucking you in public, lover? You crave my body just as much as I crave yours. So much, in fact, that you’re willing to fuck anywhere.”
Licking my lips, I gripped his suit jacket. “You crave me more.”
He grinned. “You have no fucking idea. I’m addicted to you.”
Reaching between us, I undid the zipper of his pants, digging my heels into his ass. My core throbbed, aching for him. Needing him inside of me at that very moment.
He pulled out his rigid length and in a smooth move, lowered me onto him.
I whimpered, my body opening to meet the size of him as he fucked me slow and deep in the dark corner. Although we were in public, at that moment I didn’t care.
Brett licked up the side of my neck, mixing kisses with bites, the scruff of his jaw scratching my chin. I knew it would leave red marks but I reveled in it. I craved the way he needed to cover my body with evidence of his love making.
He leaned his forehead against mine, his hot breath caressing my face. He stared intently into my eyes and brushed a finger down the side of my cheek like he was memorizing me. “Don’t ever forget.”
“I can’t. You’re all I think about. All I dream about.” Although I was mad at him, the power of our love took over, simmering the anger I felt towards him.
I moaned, his thick cock swelling inside of me after each stroke. God, he felt good. All hard and long, reaching the bundle of nerves that were made just for him.
Holding under my knees, he brought them up to my chest and pushed into me as deep as he could go.
I gasped, crashing over an explosion of ecstasy that hit me fast.
A smug smile formed on his face when his thrusts picked up speed. I reveled in the feeling of him losing control. Of him going over that edge.
I dug my fingers into his shoulders and cried out as he came inside of me while my own release washed over me for the second time.
His orgasm was so strong, I could feel his semen pulsing into me, coating me with remnants of him.
Brett placed a hard kiss on my mouth before putting me back on my feet. “You, my little vixen, are going to be the death of me.”