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My gaze snaps to him. “Are you serious?” I ask in disbelief.
He smiles, then hisses in pain from his cut. “Yeah, I knew you were his. I crossed a line,” he explains.
I frown. “But we didn’t do anything. It’s not like you made a move on me. You just like being watched, right?” I ask.
Spider smirks, running his tongue along his bottom lip. “Depends who’s watching.” He winks.
“Oh,” I breathe before standing. “I’m just, I think I’m going to go and find Beast,” I state, mumbling my words, feeling awkward.
“Good idea. You know what they say, never give head angry,” Dixie adds, pulling her gloves off.
I pause in the doorway, smiling. I look at Spider and he shrugs and shakes his head. “You mean never go to bed angry,” he corrects her. “But let’s face it, what you said is still good advice. Ain’t no way I will be putting my dick near an angry bitch’s mouth.” He fake shudders while holding his crotch. I laugh and shake my head, walking off to find Beast.
It doesn’t take me long to find him sat outside on a sun lounger. I stop next to him, and as his eyes come to mine. He grabs my hand before I can speak, pulling me onto his lap. His hand caresses my face, gliding his fingers through my hair, tucking it back behind my ear while coaxing my mouth to his. He kisses me softly, his lips caressing mine, his tongue delicately teasing mine. Breaking the kiss, my eyes open, looking into to his sad blue eyes.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gone off like I did. I never want you to see me like that. You never have to fear me, you know that, don’t you?” he states softly.
“I wasn’t scared of you,” I tell him honestly.
His thumb strokes my cheek. “I lost control back there and I never lose control. Ever. What is worse is you were there to witness it. I made a promise to myself that I would never lose control. I would never become my father,” he confesses.
I take his hand in mine, kissing his palm. “You are nothing like your father, do you hear me? I’ve never felt safer than when I’m with you,” I tell him.
His eyes search mine to see if I’m telling him the truth. “Straddle me,” he demands.
I frown, confused. “What?” I ask.
He lifts me off his lap, and he glides his hands up my thighs under my sundress. Grabbing my underwear, he pulls them down, and I place a hand on his shoulder for support. He leans back on the sun lounger, undoing the buttons of his jeans. I watch as he pulls free his already very hard dick.
“Anders!” I gasp, looking around. He reaches for my hip and pulls me toward him.
“Straddle me, darlin’,” he demands.
I do, all the while looking around to make sure that no one is looking. Bracing my hands on his shoulders, I lower myself down. He licks his thumb and glides his hand under the dress, moving it in a circular motion on my clit.
“Oh,” I breathe.
“Now lower yourself on my dick, darlin’,” he orders, all while still moving his thumb. I lower myself down slowly, my body stretching to accommodate him. It’s a painful kind of pleasure. My eyes still dart all around, making sure that no one is looking. “Eyes on mine,” he growls, I look at him, and his jaw is set tight, his lips slightly parted as I take him fully. “Fuck, you feel so damn good. Now ride me, rock your hips, bounce. Do whatever makes you feel good,” he growls.
I bite down on my bottom lip as I begin to rock my hips back and forth, lifting them slightly. He moves his thumb from my clit and grasps my hips firmly in his hands. His eyes are hooded, his face full of pleasure, watching me as I ride his dick. I don’t care if anyone is watching now as pleasure starts to build. I pick up my pace, lifting my ass up and down, my nails digging into his shoulders as I ride him, harder and faster. He groans, his fingers digging into my hips. I can feel my orgasm building. I don’t slow as I chase the pleasure that’s edging closer and closer. The sun lounger squeaks loudly beneath us, but I don’t care. It feels too good to stop now.
“Fuck, you’re close. I can feel it. I need you to cum for me, darlin’. Let me feel you milk my dick,” he growls.
“Yes, yes,” I moan, slamming my hips down hard. “Fuck Anders, I’m, I’m, fuck!” I cry out, arching my back.
He grabs my hips and thrusts himself inside me, groaning as he climaxes. “Fuck!” he roars loudly. I slump forward, trying to get my breath back as my body blissfully relaxes. Resting my head on his shoulder, he wraps his arms around me, stroking his fingers lazily up and down my back. Suddenly, there’s a loud creak, and I squeal as the sun lounger collapses beneath us. We land on the floor with a thump, still connected, his arms holding me securely to him. “Shit,” he groans.
I lift my head from the crook of his neck and look at him, trying my hardest to not laugh uncontrollably. “Are you okay?” I ask, fighting my laughter.
He raises his brow. “Apart from a piece of wood that I think is stabbing me in the ass, I couldn’t be fucking better.” He smiles playfully.
I can’t help it. I start laughing. He does too.
“What in the sexual Olympics happened here?” Star blurts out. We turn to look at her and what looks like the entire club is stood there, all staring at us, all with smiles on their faces.
“Oh god.” I laugh, burying my face in his neck to hide my embarrassment.
He laughs. “Alright. You got your look, now fuck off!” Beast yells at them.
