When she's done, I head to the bathroom and pull off the condom, tossing it in the trash. I rest my hands on the counter, hanging my head. I'm still hard as a rock. Fuck. Nothing's going to satisfy me now but the real thing. But I can't walk around like this until I finally get that chance.
I lock the bathroom door and climb into the shower. I lather up my hands with body wash and stroke my cock. Yeah. This is it. Lucy's little hands wrapping around my cock, pumping me fast. It doesn't take me long to feel the tingling I couldn't get to with what's her name. I tug on my nipple ring, imagining Lucy's teeth pulling and when my fingertips graze my balls, I groan. Yeah, she'd know how to touch me and get me off.
I pump into my hand, harder and faster, squeezing tight, and without warning the first shot of cum erupts from my cock. Stream after stream of cum coats my hand and stomach and I groan louder, as I see my cum marking Lucy's body.
"Fuuuuck," I say, resting my head against the shower wall, as the last of my orgasm tears through me. I'm panting, barely able to catch my breath, my knees weak-all from jacking off to the thought of Lucy.
I wash myself and step out of the shower, drying off and wrapping the towel around my waist. I stand in front of the mirror, looking at myself and seeing someone I've not seen before.
Normally I can just fuck, blow my nut, and get rid of the chick, but I couldn't even come. Not with her.
I blow out a breath. Shit, I think as realization dawns. A smile blooms on my face, one of the first real ones in a long damn time. I'll never be with another chick that isn't Lucy. Why I'm not scared when that insight is momentous, I don't know … but I'm not. I'm happy.
Now I just need to show Lucy I'm the one for her. Watch out, Luciana Russo, I'm coming for you.
"There they are," I announce from our private booth in the corner.
Xan and the guys watch as Lucy and Sera make their way through the club.
Lucy gets stopped by a few people and signs their shit and takes pictures with them. I watch with pride as she chats with them like they're long-lost friends. She's got a way about her, my Lucy.
Before long, a big guy steps up next to her and the autograph session is over. Lucy smiles and heads toward the bar, the big guy following behind her. She orders a drink under the attention of a whole lot of people. Either she doesn't notice or she ignores them, either way she looks amazing. A strappy top and skirt. Damn. High heeled schoolgirl shoes. Fuck me. She needs to wear those with a naughty schoolgirl outfit-no bra, no panties so I can fuck her any way I want. Fucking hell. I'm hard again.
Sera and Lucy start dancing to some sexy as hell song. Lucy swivels her hips and rolls her body with a laugh.
"Fuck," I mutter and Kennedy chuckles. "It's time to get up close and personal with my Cupcake," I announce, making my way to the dance floor.
The music switches to Push It and, oh hell yeah, I'm gonna push it all right.
She sets her glass down on a table and barely starts dancing again when I wrap my hands around her waist. Sera lets out a laugh when she notices us and Lucy leans back into me.
Security's doing their job here, letting us do our own thing without being harassed. I press myself even closer, wrapping my arms around her, my hands resting on her lower abdomen, my fingertips running along the waistband of her skirt.
I lean in, my lips touching her ear as I whisper, "You look fucking hot, Lucy."
She grins and wiggles her hips and slides down my body to a crouch, then-fuck me-she touches her toes, straightening her legs and lifting her ass up against my hardening cock before her hands slide over that magnificent body, pausing at her breasts as she stands up fully. She did that same damn move earlier today at the shoot and it had me hard then too. This woman is something else.
She turns her head and I don't grin. I just let the lust in my eyes do the talking. Truth is, I see the same want and need reflected in hers.
A JT song comes on and the beat pulses through me. I want her closer.
I turn her around, lifting one of her legs up around my hip, grinding my cock against her belly. Fuck she's so soft. I slide one of my legs between hers, pulling her up tight against me, resting my hands on those curvy hips, guiding her to circle her body with mine.
She slides her hands up my chest-those tiny feminine hands are going to be my undoing. I've never been more sure of that than when her fingertips rub over my nipple rings and her gaze meets mine. She licks her lips then she gently tugs on my nipple rings with her fingertips. I don't bother hiding the groan, staring into her eyes as I lose myself to her touch.
Her hands continue working their way up to rest on my chest. She's such a tiny little thing, her head barely reaching me mid-chest. I rub my thigh between her legs a little more with every swivel of her hips and soon I feel the heat of her pussy through my jeans. Then she raises her arms, arching her back, her tits pressing against me as she lifts her silky hair up off the back of her neck. Christ she's sexy. I'd love to lean in and suck on the back of her neck, so slender. Son of a bitch, she slowly lets her hair fall down her back and starts riding my thigh like she would my hard-as-nails cock. She's so fucking hot I'll be surprised if I make it out of here without coming in my pants.
Watching her rubbing herself on me, letting me see the desire flowing through her, I've never wanted anything more than I want her right now.
She steps closer, standing on her tiptoes, reaching for me. I bend forward and she starts to trace her index finger over my lips then my lip ring, her own lips parting as she does.
I open my mouth and she slides her finger inside. Fucking incredible. I lick then suck it gently into my mouth. When she pulls it out, I want her to put it back in-I want to be inside her, fucking her, hearing her moans and cries of pleasure. I feel her wetness seeping into my jeans and I know she's on the same page. She wants me as much as I want her.
I tuck her in close, needing her closer. My hand rests on the back of her neck, pulling her head to my chest as the music slows down. My heart is beating so fast, so damn fast, and I can feel that beat pulsing in my cock.
I pull back, looking at the beauty that is Lucy, then dip down to press a kiss to her forehead. Her eyes close and I press light kisses to each eyelid, then to the tip of her nose. Next, one kiss to each cheek, her jawline, her chin, until finally I slowly and softly press my lips against hers.
She is heaven. I knew she would be.
The kiss is no more than a flutter of lips at first. Then I take her bottom lip between both of mine and suck gently, both of us letting out a moan. I lift my hands to cup her beautiful face.
I tilt my head slightly and finally-finally-I kiss her the way I want to. I slide my tongue along the seam of her lips, demanding her to open for me. She submits to my demand, opening, and I touch my tongue to hers. God damn. The feel of her against me, kissing her, it's almost overwhelming. I need more, Lucy must too because she pushes closer to me, wrapping her arms around my waist, pulling me closer as I take her mouth the way I want to take her pussy-thoroughly and breathtakingly.
I can't get enough of her.
"You're so damn incredible," I whisper against her lips.
With my hands still cupping her cheeks, I look directly into her eyes, hoping to see that she's feeling everything I'm feeling. I don't have to look long and I see it. Want, need, desire, and that something more that has us both speechless.
I need to taste her again. I have to. My lips go down hard on hers, our tongues touching and retreating as we sway slowly to the music. I'm so gone over this woman … so completely gone. I want her so damn bad it's all I can do to not drag her off into a dark corner and fuck her hard, and when she tells me she wants the same, my restraint begins to waver.
I kiss along her jawline to her neck then up to her ear. When I hit a spot behind her ear, she shivers and I grin. I found one of my Lucy's sweet spots. I gently suck on her skin and kiss my way back to her mouth once again.
She drags her nails down my back and I groan long and loud into her mouth. Fuck yeah. What I'd give to feel those nails tearing up my bare skin as I fuck her pussy to the point she's begging me to let her come. It's going to happen. I'm going to make sure of it.
A flash blinds me as I go to look down at Lucy. Then another and another and another.
"Shit," she whispers against my lips.
I run a hand through my hair in frustration. "God damn it."
Lucy's big man comes walking up, as does security, telling the patrons to put their cameras away, but the damage is already done. They already got the photos and I really don't want to drag Lucy's name down to my level. She's a good girl and they're going to make her out to be a whore-because of me-and that … that pisses me off more than anything.