I take a few steps, closing the space between us until my front is pressed to her back. “Baby,” I whisper in her ear, brushing my lips against her hair. “Are you okay?”
Tilly’s no prude and neither am I, but this…the public area below us with naked bodies and sex on full display is more than either of us has experienced or is used to seeing.
To my surprise, Tilly melts into me, her head falling back. “Yes,” she whispers so softly, I almost don’t hear the words.
But the thing I do hear is lust. The low huskiness in her voice that only comes in the moments when she’s in my arms, begging for my touch without actually saying the words.
One of my hands moves to her lush hips, holding her tightly as my lips find the delicate skin of her ear. “Did you miss me?” I ask, fishing and suddenly feeling surprisingly needy.
“So much.” She turns her face enough to give me her warm, soft mouth.
I take her lips with mine, sliding one hand up her arm until I cradle her small face in my palm. Her soft tongue slides across my bottom lip, and a low moan builds in the back of my throat before escaping.
My girl is turned on. She’s downright needy with the way she’s kissing me, hard and forceful like we’ve been apart for weeks instead of hours.
Deepening the kiss, I slide my tongue between her lips and claim her mouth with my own. My hand on her hip moves forward, resting on her lower stomach before I flatten my palm and spread out my fingers so they’re touching the top of her panties.
She rocks her ass into me, rubbing her soft cheeks against my already growing cock.
Fuck.
This was supposed to be her night to unwind, let go, and have some girl time, but with the way she is now… I’m not letting her out of my sight until she’s sated.
“Um, would you two like a private room?” Daphne asks, and I stiffen because I’d forgotten we weren’t alone.
Tilly seems to be in a trance. Not even my sister’s words pull her away from my mouth, not giving me a chance to answer. My hands are full, busy on Tilly’s body and so close to her pussy, they’re itching to be inside.
“I guess that answers that,” someone says, but I don’t know who, and I don’t care enough to stop to find out either.
“Let’s leave them and have a drink downstairs. They can have the room,” James says.
I’d stop and thank him, but my hands and mouth are too busy on my girl to bother. Tilly’s kiss deepens, pulling me further away from the people around us and into her.
“The room is completely private. Enjoy yourselves,” James whispers in my ear before the door opens and silence fills the room.
Tilly’s lips haven’t left mine. Her ass is still pressed against my cock, slowly moving from side to side, driving me wild with need. My fingers inch lower, sliding under the hem of her skirt and slipping underneath.
Her legs tremble as I rake my fingertips up the inside of her thigh. When I find the edge of her panties, tracing the lacy edges whisper-softly, she moans my name and spreads her legs. My girl is beyond turned on; she’s practically panting with need and begging for my touch.
Her teeth nip at my bottom lip, and my dick leaps from the sweet sting of her bite. I slide my fingers inside her panties, across her slick skin, and she shudders. She’s so needy. More turned on than I’ve ever seen her and I know it’s not only me that made her this way, but watching other people fucking.
I don’t give two flying fucks what has her shaking with need, moaning my name, and pushing her pussy against my fingers, asking to be filled. All I care about is that I’m here with my girl, ready to take her and please her any way possible.
She’s practically dripping with need, and I easily glide my fingers across her soft skin, sliding inside her needy pussy, and filling her. Her knees buckle and she starts to fall, but I take her weight, moving my hand from her face to around her waist.
I press my palm against her clit, stroking her with each thrust of my fingers inside her. She gasps, driving her tongue deeper into my mouth with each push of my fingers, and I’m so turned on, all I want to do is rip her clothes off, bend her over something, and fuck her brains out.
I pull away, breaking our kiss. “Watch, baby,” I tell her, my eyes moving from her beautiful face to the public area below.
“I can’t,” she whispers as my fingers still inside her pussy, and my grip on her mound tightens.
“You can. I want you to watch them as I finger-fuck you and make you come.”
She looks toward the glass and back to me, eyes wide and glassy. “It doesn’t bother you?”
“Does it feel like it bothers me?” I push my hard-on against her soft ass, driving my point home, and tip my chin toward the public area. “Look at the pleasure in their eyes. It’s like the pleasure I see in yours.”
Her lips part and her gaze moves away from me and back to the scene before us. She swallows and sucks in a harsh breath as I begin to move my fingers inside her again.
