I gasp; my hands fly to his shoulders, digging in so I don’t collapse on the floor.
“Open your eyes, baby girl. Otherwise everyone’s gonna know I’m finger-fucking you.”
It’s not easy, but I manage to open my eyes. Dante’s serious face is almost enough to make me come on the spot. My body relaxes when I glance around the room and realize no one is paying any attention to us. My juices are flowing freely; my thighs are damp and slick.
“You’re so fucking hot. I couldn’t even look at another woman while I was away. Can’t stand bein’ near any female that ain’t you.” His voice is raw as he admits this and his words push me closer to the edge. Knowing the effect I have on this older, experienced, and extremely sexy man goes straight to my head.
I wiggle my hips. “That’s right. Ride my fuckin’ fingers. Come on my hand.”
“I…I…can’t,” I gasp.
His thumb flicks over my clit and my hips jerk forward. “Yeah, you can. Do what you’re told.”
My hips rock in time to his thrusting fingers. Letting out a deep, shuddering moan as I come, I fall against his chest. He wraps his arm around me. His other hand slides out from between my legs and reaches around to cup my ass cheek. Lightly, his fingers trace the seam of my ass.
“I want this ass, baby girl,” he murmurs against my ear.
The idea of him taking me there scares me and I whimper. His hand slides down my back to cup my other ass cheek. I nuzzle into him harder while he squeezes and plays with my ass.
“That was fucking hot,” a voice says behind me.
Harsh laughter rumbles through Dante’s chest, jostling me away from him. My eyes open and I find him genuinely laughing. “Fucker,” he mutters. The guy throws him a towel, which Dante uses to wipe his hand, and my cheeks heat up. “Got sweet girl cum all over me,” he says with a laugh, making me blush harder.
Dante turns me, but I can’t meet the eyes of the guy behind the bar. “Don’t worry, sugar. I couldn’t see a thing,” he says gently. His words unlock me and I’m able to glance up. He’s a hard, scary man. Almost as big as Dante. He smiles at me and it turns him into a handsome man. I can’t help smiling back.
“This is Luck. Luck, this is my girl, Karina.”
“Hi,” I mumble, which makes the other guy laugh.
“She’s a shy one.”
Dante chuckles. “Yeah.”
“Brother, can I have a word with you?” Shame washes over me. I don’t need to look to know who it is, but I do anyway.
Hemi.
Dante
The way my little bitch catches fire for me is something else. Even though I know she’s nervous in a room full of people, the second I slid my finger in her tight snatch, everyone else in the room disappeared for her.
And fuck me; but knowing sometime while I was away, she shaved that sweet little pussy while thinking about me? Makes all the club ass I turned down on my run worth it.
I’m so fuckin’ hard I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk to my room. If I don’t get my dick inside her tight heat very soon, I’ll lose my motherfuckin’ mind.
Just as I have Karina ’bout to come on my hand, Luck strolled up behind her. He’s on the other side of the bar, so I don’t really care if he watches. Can’t see much anyway. He raises an eyebrow at me and I lift my chin. She’s a lot louder than I think she realizes and Luck smothers a smile.
The way she gets all embarrassed when she realizes what he overheard, even turns me on. Fuck, she’s cute.
My good mood is interrupted by the last motherfucker I feel like talking to right now.
“Brother, can I have a word with you?” Hemi asks from my side. He’s standing way too close to my girl for mytaste. I glare at him, but he stays rooted to his spot. Kid has fuckin’ balls; I’ll give him that.
“What?” I snap.
He glances at Karina, who seems to be trying to ignore Hemi by keeping her eyes on me. I like that a whole fuckin’ lot.
My arm tightens around her waist, and my hand smoothes down her backside, making sure she’s covered. I don’t want this little prick seeing any more of her than he needs to.
