His teeth graze over the shell of my ear and I hear his breathing as it falters and heightens from his exploration of my body. The taste of my skin turns him on.
Strong knees push my thighs apart and his mouth teases the back of my neck until I’m squirming beneath him. His cock finds his way between my legs and my body trembles with a needy ache. He teases me like that for so long, until I’m begging him, pleading and lifting my bottom up to try to reach him. Then he’s deep inside me, everywhere, all at once. Fingers, cock, tongue, all of him dipping over and over inside me until I’m breathless and writhing under him, whimpering out his name.
A throat clears in front of me, pulling me out of my daydream. “Why did you want to meet me here?”
I open my eyes and place my mug back down onto the table. My fingers were gripping it so tightly it almost tumbles out of my hands when I let it go.Damn fantasies. Now I have to sit here in front of this idiot with my panties practically melted into my thighs. I squirm uncomfortably.
Lev Jakov slides into the booth across the table from me, grunting and mumbling as he tries to shove his overflowing gut into the small space. He should be used to being uncomfortable in front of me by now. I smile at him, knowing how much he gets off on the humiliation of it.
“You couldn’t pick a table?” he wheezes.
“You love feeling caged in, so stop.”
His eyes roam around the diner, avoiding mine. “So why all the way out here in the middle of nowhere?”
I shrug like it’s no big deal, and lie through my teeth. “I needed to go back home for something.”
“What’s the something?” he asks. He’s always so curious. Him and his brother, Viktor. But Lev is way easier to deal with. Especially when I dangle free drinks and lap dances from the other girls at the club for him. He loves Lace. And when I told her he was a special friend of mine she let him cum for free in the front seat of his Porsche the first night he came to the club.
I had to pay for the rest of the times he came on her.
I might have put her kid through college already. I’d give her the money anyway, she needs it. But for some reason Lace needs to feel sexually exploited too.
“Hey, stop worrying so much about me, okay? I just needed to visit my parents for the day.”
“I worry about you working for that no good piece of—” The waitress comes over, stopping his words dead.
“What can I get you, hun?” She snaps a bubble at him and smiles down at the gold rings adorning his pinky fingers, each sparking with diamonds. Her eyes roam up his hands.Greedy girl.
He loves the attention. Slides his sleeves up a little, letting his Rolex peek out. “Just coffee,” he says, sliding the menu he never opened to the edge of the table.
Bullshit. You’ll order more, you stupid glutton.
“Wait. Wait. You know what, I haven’t eaten at all today. Um, you got any cheesecake?” he asks, curiously.
“We sure do. I’ll go cut you anextra bigpiece, be right back,” she says, winking at him.
He watches her ass while she walks away and I’m slapped in the face with disgust.
“You come here a lot? You know that waitress?” His eyes still haven’t left her backside and he wets his lips repeatedly.
“No, I don’t, Lev, sorry.” I want to stick a fork in each of his pupils so he’ll stop with the eye fucking. I should give her my sunglass for protection. “Lev, stop mentally humping her in front of me.”
His eyes dart to mine and he’s wearing some angry expression like I’m actually taking part in cock blocking him with this waitress. “Just give her a nice tip and maybe she’ll slip you her number.”
He glares at me.
“Look, let’s just make this a fast visit, okay. And you can get all snuggly-blow-jobby with the wait staff here,” I whisper.
The waitress comes back with a huge smile on her face and plops down a gigantic slice of cheesecake, dripping with raspberry sauce, right between us. “You two going to share?”
“Um, no.” I smile up at her, and push the plate toward Lev. “This is all for him.My very single, rich brother.”
Lev smiles at my fib. Well, he is definitely single and rich, the brother part is false, of course, but seriously, who cares as long as the woman gets the fact he isn’t with me.
She walks away, smiling back over her shoulder at him.
“You suck at being a wingman. Next time add in enormous cock,” he says, shoving a forkful of cake into his mouth. “What do you have for me, anyway?”
