“So, let me leave!”
He stared at me and then his mouth covered mine slowly. I was so wound up, I reacted with pure unadulterated lust, opening my mouth and deepening the kiss, while moving my hands to his hair. When his hand pulled my dress up and slid between my legs, I whimpered with need. He slid my panties aside and slipped his fingers inside of me while working my clit with his thumb. “Fuck,” he rasped. “You’re so wet.”
I dropped my hands and shimmied my panties down my hips, kicking them to the side. “Take care of that, will you?”
He dropped to his knees in front of me, sliding my dress to my waist, and pressing his mouth to my clit. “Spread, baby.”
I spread my legs a little more and he wrapped one arm around me to hold me still. He thrust two fingers inside of me, sucking my clit until he’d apparently decided I’d had enough. He stood, lifting me in his arms, carrying me to the office and laying me on the sofa. He tapped one of my knees and I dropped it so he could return to what he was doing before. God, what this man could do with his tongue. I tilted my hips in an effort to get closer.
“Fuckin’ soaked,” he said, and slipped his fingers inside me again.
I felt my climax build as his mouth covered my center and I gripped his hair as my orgasm hit. Austin kissed my inner thighs, slid his fingers out of me and rose to his feet. I watched through hooded eyes as he walked into the bathroom and washed up.
Danielle
ICOULD BARELY move, but I managed to slide my dress back down to cover my nakedness and roll onto my side. Austin walked back toward me and I saw the rock-hard evidence of his arousal pressing against his zipper, but I was disappointed to discover that we weren’t going any further. At least not right at the moment.
“I have to get back downstairs.” He sat down next to me and smiled as he stroked my cheek. “More of this later.”
“I want to yell at you right now, but I can’t move.” I slid my hand up his leg. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll be back to fighting form.”
Austin grinned, leaning down to kiss me quickly. “If you need anything, press the button by the door. Someone will assist you. But no one’s gonna let you leave, Dani, so don’t bother trying.”
“See? Now you’re pissing me off again.” I scowled. “You’re essentially keeping me prisoner and not telling me why.”
“I can’t tell you why.”
“I know, club business,” I ground out.
He sighed and rose to his feet. “I have to go.”
“Fine, go.” I closed my eyes and forced back my frustration as he walked out the door.
I didn’t get up until my bladder insisted I move, so I did. After that, I wandered back into the bar area, found my panties, and slid them back on. Surveying the racks of alcohol, I found what looked like really good Tequila and opened the bottle. Common sense would have suggested I pour a shot or two, or even mix the spirit with coke, however, I wasn’t feeling very common sensy, so I decided to drink directly from the bottle. And it was fantastic.
I’d taken a couple of long pulls from the bottle and figured I should find some food, so I pressed the little button by the door. Then I pressed it again and again, giggling maniacally as I did it again... then once more, just for fun.
