“Care to make a wager?”
His voice is smooth, and there’s a promise of something indecent in it. I’ve had just enough alcohol to take him up on his offer.
“Sure thing, soldier.”
His smile falters for a moment before he recovers and speaks again.
“Mmmm...good girl.” He buries his face into my hair and groans while his large hand trails from my ankle up my calf.
“I bet I can get you off before Dee and Dum get back. If I win, you take these lace things off and hand them to me. They become my property.”
Get me off? Here?
“Uhh. Where? How?”
“What do you want if you win?”
“I just need to know the specifics of the deal first?”
The parameters of his deal have me spinning so far out that I don’t realize his hand has continued its ascent. It’s now under my skirt at the lace edge of my panties.
My heart is racing, and my breaths are heavy. The desire to push his hand away is weak in the face of the rapture I already know his hands are capable of achieving.
“I want to see where you live.”
His rough fingers that had started sliding their way beneath the lace, falter and pause.Really? Has he really had no intention of taking me to his home this entire time?
“Deal.”
My mind is racing with questions until his fingers reach my soaking wet clit. Now all I can think, is how incredible this feels, andcan anyone see? Would he allow anyone to see? No. He wouldn’t.The answer is clear in my mind the moment the question manifests.
“Eli.”
“Shhhh, Little Devil. See all these eyes in here?”
My own eyes are trying to roll back in my head as Eli applies that exact right amount of pressure and my hips are moving of their own accord. Eli’s question has me scanning the room. My mouth is open, and I can’t stop the soft gasps that escape my lips as my body begins to tense and pleasure coils between my legs. His fingers move faster, and one slips inside me.
“Uh huh. I see them.” My words are barely audible. Almost desperate.
“Mmm, such a good little devil.”Whyyyyy does the sound of his voice curl my toes and make me press harder into him?“Unless you want to see those eyes plucked from their skulls, you should be as quiet as a little mouse. No man hears these sounds but me. No one sees this face when it cums but me. Understood?”
My vagina just caught fire. Don’t ask me why, or how, or if I’m seeing a therapist. Nobody knows why these things happen. They just happen.
Quickly, before his name can escape my lips again, I turn my face into him and bite down on his shoulder as my climax reaches a crescendo. His already hard cock swells beneath me, and I’m left wondering if he likes the pain.
“My prize, if you please.”
That took an embarrassingly short amount of time. I folded like a Costco lawn chair. Jax and Marshall are out of the bathroom but still haven’t made it back to the table. They’re standing at the bar talking to the bartender.
“Panties, Vaughn.”
My nervous giggle is muffled against his shirt, and I start to stand. Eli’s hands clamp down on my thigh and hip, keeping me firmly in place.
“You said you want my panties.”
“Mmmhmm. Take them off.”
“I will. I just need to go to the bathroom so I can.”
