Wicked Valentine(9)
Her gaze returned to Max. He was watching her, waiting. The truth was that if she could pick a man to spend Valentine’s Day with, it would have been him. So why not enjoy their time in this strange event?
“Fine. Let’s go see what this thing is about.”
He grinned and grabbed her hand. “I think you’re going to find,” he said while they headed to the hallway, “that this ball is a lot more fun than you thought.”
She was aware of his every step next to her. Heat coursed down her body, settling in her cunt. Every few seconds she’d peer up at him, while still trying to act nonchalant. But once they reached what Max referred to as the “first room,” things got really interesting.
“This is the voyeur room.” His deep rumble drifted by her neck. A shiver raced up her spine.
She walked ahead of him and stopped to stare. The room was set up with a chaise lounge in the center. Two-person sofas surrounded the room in a circle for people to watch the show.
On the chaise was a couple in the middle of oral sex. The woman lay back, writhing and moaning on the chair. The man shoved his head between her open legs and licked at her gleaming pussy while everyone watched.
Chapter Five
Nina’s attention was riveted on the couple. She watched them so intently, she almost screamed when Max put his arms around her waist. He pulled her back into his hard body. The bar of his erection pressed at her back.
“Watching kicks off the night.” He nuzzled her neck. “Do you like it?”
The hair on her arms stood on end. She gulped, her vision still stuck on the couple. His hands roamed over her stomach. Arousal spread through her limbs and heated her to the core. Need dripped from her slit and soaked the tiny thong she’d worn under the dress. She’d never considered herself a voyeur, but she was definitely getting highly turned-on watching not just the couple in the center of the room, but the others around them. Each had started to do their own fondling and in some cases, outright fucking.
Max cupped her breasts, squeezing and massaging through the satin. She moaned, melted into his touch, and continued to gaze at the chaise.
“Does it make you hot to see them?” He kissed the area behind her ear and nipped at her lobe.
“I…”
He pulled her backward until she sat, draped over his lap, on a sofa. Her legs were spread over his, and he fondled her breasts again.
His cock rubbed at her ass. She wiggled, and he inhaled sharply.
“Look at her. See how much she’s enjoying that? I want to lick your pussy too,” he whispered and tugged down the neckline of her dress, exposing her breasts.
“Max…” She tensed and glanced around the room, making sure no one watched them.
“Relax, baby. You’re beautiful, and every man in here would love to be me right now.”
He pinched her nipples, and she groaned. Her pussy throbbed in need.
“Max.” The soft whimper sounded breathless. She dropped her head back, into the curve of his neck, and shut her eyes.
He widened his legs and spread hers in the process. The short skirt rode up to her hips until she was flashing her crotch. Arousal made her restless. She wiggled in his lap, rocking on his cock. Lights burst behind her lids when he pinched her nipple harder.
“Oh, god.”
Max groaned. His cock begged for relief, and the rocking she did on his lap was not helping. “God, baby. You’re so sexy.” He swept her hair to the side, brushed his lips over her hot skin, and inhaled. She smelled so good: a combination of apples, musk, and some dark, sexy scent that turned his cock concrete-stiff. It made him want to lick her entire body until he’d tasted every dip and curve.
She placed her hand over his on her breast, guiding his movements. Louder moans filled the air. Her wiggling made it hard keep from coming in his pants. He trailed his other hand between her legs, under the wet thong, and into her folds.
Her breath hitched. “Max.”
“Are you watching the show, Sabrina?”
She shook her head and continued to rock on his lap, and her moans increased in volume, drawing the attention of other couples.
The wet heat dripping from her pussy traveled down to his pants and soaked him.
“Others are watching you. They can see how sexy you are. You’re pussy’s so wet, baby.” He held on by a thread. “I can feel how slick and ready you are for me. Is it for me, Sabrina?”
“Yesss.”
“Look around,” he ordered and watched her head rise. She turned first right then left, glancing around the room. Other couples continued to fondle and fuck, but now they watched her. “See those men? They think you’re beautiful and want to be the ones touching you. But that’s not going to happen. Do you like them watching you while I touch you, baby?” He dipped a finger in and out of her pussy, circled over her clit, and went back to do it again.