I squeezed my thighs together, feeling the ache build. This man could get me going with a simple look, a simple touch. “I’m trying to stop being so serious,” I managed to get out in almost a whisper.
His tongue peeked out and slid along his full bottom lip, and it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. “Come with me.” He suddenly stood up and held his hand out for me to take.
Dean led me over to a small area of the bar, where several couples had created their own makeshift dance floor, two-stepping along to the music. He pulled me close, and one hand held on to mine, the other pressed low against my back. I glanced up at him with a smirk. “California boy knows how totwo-step, huh?” I asked teasingly as he led us across the floor.
With a cocky look on his face, he pushed and pulled me through a series of spins before bringing me in to whisper against my ear, “I’m a man of many talents, Addison.” He pushed me away from him with a wink, leading me into another spin.
We danced through a few more songs, laughter and music wrapping around us until the rest of the room faded. My smile felt effortless, and my heart felt lighter than it had in years. The final song we danced to was slower in tempo, and Dean held me close against his chest, his lips grazing my temple. He smelled intoxicating, and being this close made it hard for my brain to function as we swayed to the music. “Will you come with me somewhere?” He spoke low in my ear.
Unsure of where we were going or why, and to be honest, I really didn’t care, I nodded and let him lead me off the dance floor. Dean took me down the long hall toward the bathrooms. There were four large separate bathrooms, two on each side of the hallway. Without saying a word, he opened the door to one and led me inside, locking it behind us. Before I could even turn around and speak, he spun me around and pressed my back up against the wall on the far side of the bathroom, and his mouth was immediately on mine, his hands in my hair.Finally.
I opened for him as he angled my head to the side, allowing himself better access. His tongue dove in, tangling with mine, completely owning me as he deepened the kiss. He pulled back and trailed kisses down my neck as a moan escaped my lips. He groaned into my neck. “Fuck, Addison. I’m tired of playingfriends. You are so fucking beautiful.” He kissed me hard as his hands found their way underneath my sweater. He slipped them beneath my bra and swiped one of his thumbs across my nipple, making me gasp into his mouth as my back arched into his touch. “These fucking tits,” he growled. His hands continued to explore, making their way down to the button of my jeans. Pulling back, he looked at me. “I want to make you feel good, baby.” He said it as a question, looking at me for permission to continue. With my chest rising and falling rapidly with anticipation, I nodded.
That was all Dean needed.
He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them down my legs. He bent down and took my booties off and helped me the rest of the way out of my jeans and panties. He dropped completely to his knees and immediately hiked one of my legs over his shoulder, kissing his way up my inner thigh. I let my head fall back against the wall, my eyes closed. He dipped his finger in and chuckled to himself. “You are so fucking wet.” He slipped in another finger, but this time pressed his thumb against my clit, making me nearly come off the wall. He worked me with his fingers, making my legs shake.
“As much as I want to see you fall apart on my fingers, I need to taste you,” he said before burying his head between my legs. The sensation of his scruff against my thighs and my clit was almost too much. The man was indeed a man of many talents. His tongue slipped inside me, stroking with a rhythm that was slow, maddening, and utterly addictive.
He closed his mouth over my clit and sucked. I felt pressureimmediately build. “Dean, please,” I pleaded between the moans that I couldn’t seem to control anymore. My hands were tangled in his hair, pulling hard when he looked up at me through his hooded gaze, the sexiest smirk on his face.
“You ready to come for me, sweetheart?” I looked down at him and nodded quickly then let my head fall back against the wall, eyes pinched shut. His tongue dove back in, but this time his pace was relentless, torturous, before he slipped his finger in and pressed his thumb against my clit. That was all it took to send me over the edge. The most powerful sensation moved up through my body. My entire body quaked. I quickly clamped my hand over my mouth to cover the screams of pleasure that I was unable to control.We were still in a public place after all.He stayed right there with me, continuing his torture as I rode out every last bit of pleasure.
Once my breathing calmed, he gently placed me back on my feet and helped me back into my jeans. He stood up and surprised me by grabbing my face with both of his hands and pulling me into a kiss. This kiss was different. It was softer. He pulled back and smiled. I blew out a breath and leaned back against the wall. “Wow. That was amazing.”
He propped an arm against the wall over my head. “You taste fucking incredible. Thought you should see for yourself.” He winked.
Holy fuck.
The man had a filthy mouth on him, and I loved everything about it.
I glanced down and noticed the rather large bulge in hispants, his cock straining against his jeans. I was feeling bold tonight, and after he just rocked my fucking world, I wanted to return the favor.
I reached out and stroked him over his jeans. He let his head fall back and groaned. “Addison, you don’t have to. This was about you. I’ve been wanting to do that since the day I fucking met you.”
His confession only added fuel to my fire. I ignored him and unbuttoned his jeans. I slipped my hand inside his boxer briefs and wrapped my fingers around his thick length. “I want to,” I whispered.
I dropped to my knees, pulling his jeans and boxer briefs down his legs with me. His cock sprang out, and I stroked it up and down a few times, swiping the precum from the tip. I leaned forward and circled the crown with my tongue before licking my way from base to tip.
“Fuck, baby.” His dark eyes watched me, his hands finding my hair. I took him in deep immediately, surprising him. His eyes widened. “Jesus Chris,” he choked out.
I continued sliding my lips up and down his length, one hand pumping him at the base, taking him to the back of my throat slowly. His grip on my hair tightened, and he took over. He thrust into me at an aggressive pace, making my eyes water a bit, but I kept up. I grabbed hold of his ass, pulling him in closer. “Fuck, Addison, I’m going to come,” he hissed a warning, and tried to pull out of my mouth, but I just gripped him harder, continuing to suck him off. A rasping groan left his lips as his release hit the back of my throat. I pulled off of him andswallowed, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I stood up and smiled.
He just stared blankly at me, stunned. “Holy fuck, Addison. What the fuck was that?”
I laughed as he pulled his jeans back on and tucked himself back in. “You like that, Adler?” I walked over to the sink to wash my hands.
“Uh, yeah, probably the best blow job I’ve ever had.” He handed me a towel to dry my hands off.
We checked ourselves in the mirror before Dean headed out of the bathroom first. He popped his head back in quickly to tell me that no one was in the hallway and I could sneak out now. As I went to pass by him, he grabbed me by the waist, pushed me up against the wall in the hallway, and kissed me one last time before we made our way to the table. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face if I tried.
Add bathroom oral sex to the list of things I’d never done before. Dean seemed determined to keep adding to that list. I felt bold, free, like I was finally having fun getting out of my own head, but I knew that it wasn’t sustainable for a girl like me. As much as I wanted to pretend that this was casual, uncomplicated fun, I wasn’t sure I could handle it with Dean. The pull between us was more than surface-level attraction, and that set off all my alarm bells. I was in trouble.
Noah:
What are you doing tonight?
Chapter 9
