Good.
Let her feel a fraction of what I'd felt for twelve years.
"Sure," I said to the blonde, my eyes never leaving Reina's. "One dance."
The blonde squealed, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the makeshift dance floor. But dancing wasn't what she had in mind. Within seconds, her hands were everywhere, her body grinding against mine in a way that was more proposition than dance.
I let it happen and enjoyed the movements of the other woman.
I locked eyes with Reina as the puck bunny bent over, riding the beat of the music her ass firmly against my dick. I saw her jaw tighten from across the room when my dance partner turned around and began trailing her fingers over my chest and going lower…
"Bathroom," I said roughly gripping her wrist. "Now."
Her eyes lit up with triumph.
I led her through the crowd, toward the hallway where the bathrooms were located. The rational part of my brain was screaming that this was a terrible idea. That I was being petty and childish and cruel.
I didn't care.
The bathroom was single-occupancy, thankfully empty. I locked the door behind us and the blonde was on me immediately, her mouth seeking mine. I turned my head at the last second, letting her kiss my jaw instead.
"On your knees," I said.
She didn't hesitate, dropping down with practiced ease. Her hands went to my belt and I let my head fall back against the door, closing my eyes.
This was a mistake.
But I was too angry, too frustrated, too fucking desperate for any kind of release to stop it.
She got my jeans open and pulled me free. Her mouth wrapped around me and I groaned, my hand fisting in her hair.
My dick throbbed with pleasure, even though my mind screamed with protest. My nerve endings sparked with some sort of sick satisfaction. The revenge that I was feeling felt like a hollow victory against Reina even though I couldn’t stop wanting her.
Her scent hit me a second before I heard the soft gasp.
My eyes flew open and there, in the doorway I could have sworn I'd locked, was Reina.
Her eyes were wide, dark with shock and something else. Something that made her scent spike so hard it filled the small bathroom, drowning out everything else.
She was turned on.
The blonde between my legs hadn't noticed, too focused on her task. But I couldn't look away from Reina. Couldn't stop watching as her pupils dilated, as her breathing quickened, asher body responded to the sight of me getting sucked off by someone else.
Her scent was everywhere now, thick and intoxicating. Category Red with something underneath it that was pure arousal, pure desperate need.
"Reina," I managed, my voice rough.
She took a step into the bathroom.
Then another.
The blonde finally noticed, pulling off with an annoyed sound. "Um, excuse me… Occupied?"
But Reina wasn't looking at her.
She was looking at me.
And the heat in her eyes was going to kill us both.
