“Well.” Heart in her throat, Sammie moved forward, hesitating for only a moment before settling herself in Kieran’s lap as she prayed for Eli to stay put in the taproom. “What if we just practice?”
With that cheesy fucking line, Sammie half expected Kieran to toss her out of his lap and head toward the door. Instead, he just kept looking at her, his expression unreadable. There was still heat there, warm and steady, evident in the way his hands found their way to her hips, squeezing lightly. But there was something else hidden in those pretty eyes, something that Sammie couldn’t quite read.
“Won’t there be people here soon?”
Leave it to Kieran to be thinking responsibly even as his dick twitched once under her ass. She could feel his immediate reaction to her through the thin fabric of the linen shorts she wore.
“No cameras, nobody comes back here.” Except for the occasional bartender. And Robert. She pointed toward one of the 930 gallon tanks, its shiny metal towering above them. “That blocks the window to the taproom.” Because Robert hadinsistedon a window there, because wouldn’t it be so neat if customers could see Sammie dripping sweat and swearing like a sailor as she worked?
Kieran seemed to be weighing his options, silent, pinning her with his gaze. He was half hard underneath her. Sammie gave her hips a little wiggle, pulling a small groan from him.
“I don’t have a condom.” He closed his eyes as Sammie shifted once again. She looked around, biting her lip. She didn’t have a condom on her either. And they didn’thaveto do anything penetrative, but she didn’t want to make a mess and, well, after the week she’d had, she kind of just wanted to be fucked. Her eyes snagged on a box on the counter behind Kieran. It had arrived that morning. She’d had time to open it up, sanitize it, but was out of zip ties, so the new vibrator was still there, waiting to be tied onto the whale tale.
Sammie leaned forward, pressing her body to Kieran’s chest. He let out an almost pained grunt as she reached past him, snatching up the vibrator.
“Who needs a condom when we have this?” She wiggled the toy between them. It wasn’t the most… discreet thing. Not like the simple, small vibrator that had failed her before. No, Sammie hadn’t taken any chances this time.
Kieran looked a little horrified. “It’s… big.”
“Correct.” Sammie grinned, a feral need igniting in her core as Kieran’s eyes stayed glued to the toy. It was vaguely dick-shaped, no veins or flesh tones. Long, thick, a soft shade of periwinkle. And the best part? Sammie clicked a button on the remote that made it hands free.
It vibrated like a beast.
“Well.” Kieran tilted his head to the side. “I think this one will move the cans for you.”
Sammie thought for a moment. “I think it’s going to have to come home with me after we sully it with our foul deeds.”
Kieran snorted as he shifted, just enough that his cock pressed harder against her. “Is that what we’re going to do?”
A small voice in the back of Sammie’s mind answered immediately.
No.
Say no and stop before it’s too late.
“Might be fun.”
She waited for Kieran’s response, holding herself still, steady. Even the rise and fall of her chest with every breath felt too much, like if the stillness between them broke she might lose it all in a single moment.
Kieran gently took the toy from her, his long, thick fingers wrapping around it. “Practice,” he said, the word hardly more than a whisper. Sammie nodded, a small, tentative movement. Kieran sucked in a sharp, shaky breath, pressing the end of thevibrator to her sternum. He slowly, so slowly, dragged it down the front of her shirt, past her belly button, past her waistband, stopping only once it was pressed to the seam of her shorts.
Sammie’s heart hammered. She could already feel wetness in her underwear, made all the more apparent as Kieran ran the toy up and down slowly with just enough pressure on her pussy to send waves of pleasure up her spine.
“Turn it on.”
His voice broke through the haze Sammie was already drifting in. A quiet command, dark and needy. She still held the toy’s remote in her hand, so she did as he’d asked, turning it on. The vibrations immediately rocked through her as she wrapped her arms around Kieran’s neck.
“You’re sure nobody will see us?”
Sammie hesitated. “Not one hundred percent but… pretty sure.” She desperately hopedpretty surewas enough. Kieran used his free hand to tug at her shorts, his movements measured and slow. The cotton fabric shifted aside easily.
“Pretty sure.” He repeated her words, letting them sink in as his eyes fell to her open legs, to the fabric of her underwear that he was now shoving out of the way. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath he took. “Okay.”
Then he was pushing the toy into her, and it was immediately so overstimulating that Sammie hastily pressed the off button, her head falling forward to rest on Kieran’s shoulder as he pressed deeper inside of her.
“I said turn it on,” he whispered. A challenge.
Sammie pressed against his chest, leaning back enough that she could look him in the eyes. She held his stare as she clicked the button once again, as vibrations sent wave after wave of pleasure pulsing through her.
