This perks her up. She gives Nina an excited grin and elbows Jen. “Be nice to me, and I’ll pass the info along.”
Jen laughs but nods her head and says, “Hell yes.”
Molly laughs and hooks an arm around Peter’s, dragging him out to the dance floor. He grins and lets her pull him into the crowd where they quickly disappear into the mass of grinding bodies. The others follow suit. Sam’s about to hang back, but Carrie grabs him at the last second, insisting he join them.
“I’m sorry. They’re so crazy,” Nina says with a laugh.
“I like meeting your friends,” I tell her. “Sam likes you.”
She takes another drink and shakes her head at me. “We’re just friends.”
“He wants more,” I tell her. “Or he did. I think he’s gotten the hint, but he’s definitely not happy about it.”
“Well, I only want you,” she says, leaning closer and giving my bottom lip a soft suck. I can taste the vodka and cherry syrup on her tongue, and it makes me want more. I deepen the kiss and slide my hand further up her leg. “Spread your thighs for me,zolotse. Let me feel what’s mine.”
She moans and parts her legs, running her tongue along mine when I drag my fingers up her panty-covered slit.
“You’re so wet, baby.”
“Of course I am,” she says with a smile. “I’m on my sexy husband’s lap and he’s feeling me up in the middle of a crowded club.”
“You like that?”
“I like it because it’s dark and no one can see us.”
I press my fingers firmly against her clit and start to rub her in tight, fast circles. “I would never let someone else see you like this, baby. This is for me and only for me.”
She kisses me, but I keep my eyes open, aware of everything that’s going on around us as I work her harder. Right before she can come, her friends break through the crowd and start back towards us. When I stop my hand, Nina moans in protest.
“Sorry,zolotse. They’re back.”
The club is too dark for me to see her clearly, but I know she’s blushing deeply when she turns around and faces her friends again. I give her clit a sharp tap and wink when she turns back to shoot me a shocked look.
“Dance with me,” I whisper in her ear.
She downs the rest of her drink and stands up, being careful to make sure her dress is back in place before anyone can see her. Keeping a firm grip on her hand, I walk behind her as she leads me to the dance floor. The music has a sultry beat that makes it impossible to not think about fucking, and that’s all that’s on my mind when she stops in the middle of all the writhing bodies and I pull her against me, keeping her facing away from me so her back is pressed against my front.
Turning her head, she looks up at me and wraps her arms behind my neck, pulling me closer. With her mouth against my ear, she says, “I’m not very good at this.”
I smile and flatten my hand against her lower stomach, pressing her tighter against me as I start to move. “Just pretend we’re fucking,zolotse.”
She laughs, but I feel her start to sway her hips to the beat, matching my rhythm and letting herself get carried away. Her ass grinds seductively against my painfully hard cock, and when I slide my hand lower and bring my other arm up to rest across her upper chest, she lets out a loud enough moan for me to hear over the music. The dance floor is packed, and everyone else is caught up in their own erotic moment to pay any attention to ours. I give her pussy a quick, possessive grip before turning her around and sliding my thigh under her dress and between her legs so I’m flush against her panties. When I move and she feels the friction against her pussy, she gasps and brings her arms back up and around my neck.
“Vasya,” she moans and then darts her eyes around the darkened club.
“Relax, baby, no one’s watching us. Use my thigh, sweetheart. Let me see you get off in the middle of this club.”
Her eyes go heavy-lidded when I cup her ass and press her tighter against me, grinding her needy little cunt against the firm muscles of my thigh. My other hand trails a line up her bare spine before fisting a handful of hair and tilting her head back so I can lick and suck on her neck as she starts to work her hips, losing herself in the moment.
I let my teeth graze her skin, giving her soft nips before licking and kissing the sting away. Her hands run through my hair, and when I kiss my way to her ear, she moves her head so her face is buried in my neck. I can feel the heat of her fast breaths hitting my skin, and I know she’s close.
“Come for me, baby,” I whisper into her ear. “I want to feel your thighs tremble as you soak my pants. Make me dirty,zolotse. Come for your husband.”
She moans my name against my neck as her whole body shudders with her release. Her hips keep rocking, grinding against me while the orgasm rushes through her. I groan when I feel the wet heat of her release soak through my pants and dampen my thigh.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise her as her body goes slack and she’s left trembling in my arms. Fisting her hair tighter, I pull her back so I can kiss her through the aftershocks. She opens her mouth for me, sucking my tongue and moaning her pleasure as her hips slow and she comes back to herself. When reality hits her, her whole body stiffens and she pulls back with a shocked look on her face, wide eyes darting around with a guilty look on her face.
I laugh and pull her back to me. “No one saw, baby.”
