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But the song ends, and another banger takes its place. It’s one of my favorite drag queen songs “Good Life,” and the floor fills with enthusiastic dancers. We’re surrounded, but he doesn’t release my hand.
He leads me in the direction of the smaller bar. We slip through the screen door to the now-dark, empty room where all the pool tables are located.
It’s quieter here, secluded from the noise of the main hall, and I think about him being here when we arrived with all the chaos going on out there. Again, he did it for Edward.
My chest warms, and I stop at the first table, tracing my finger along the felt as he lowers the lights, so no one can see us through the screens. A beer sign is still lit, casting everything in an orange-red haze.
“What could we do on this table?” My voice is low, and I hope sultry.
“It wouldn’t be comfortable.” His is even.
“Not even like this?” I lean forward, arching my back so my butt lifts.
The dress I’m wearing slides higher up my thighs, and he exhales a low groan.
Stepping closer, he puts his hand on the exposed skin of my leg, and my core floods with heat. My eyes close, and I pant as his fingers move higher. My stomach twists, and I wait for him to discover…
“You’re not wearing underwear.” His fingers slide gently between my legs, and my lips part with a softAhh…
I’m on fire, and his calloused touch traces the line of my body, lightly entering the top of my pussy. I exhale another noise, not daring to move as he finds my clit. The heat of his body is beside me, and I’m frozen in place as if I’m being stroked by fire.
“Damn, you feel good.” It’s a low groan.
He takes his hand away, and my inner thighs are slick with my desire. “Come here.”
Turning me, he backs me against the wall, stepping in front of me and lowering his face to mine. Our eyes meet, and as he draws closer, I open my mouth, slipping out my tongue to meet his before he pulls it into his mouth.
We’re chasing each other’s kisses, and once again, his hand is between my legs. This time, he goes straight to my core, stepping closer to circle his fingers lazily around my clit.
“Oh!” I gasp, gripping the front of his shirt.
He’s making a tight circle with his hand, applying just the right amount of pressure to lift me onto my toes. I whimper, rotating my hips with his movements.
“You like that?” His voice is a husky groan beside my ear.
I’m nodding before I say the word. “Yes…”
His fingers move faster, circling my clit with focused, determined strokes. My knees bend, and I’m doing my best to kiss him while maintaining contact with his hand.
“Do what I say.” His voice is firm, like a command, and I nod.
“Slide your top down.” I comply at once, pulling the V-neck apart so my bare breasts spill out.
He hisses, leaning down to suck a hard nipple into his mouth at the same time he slides a finger all the way inside me. I gaspanOh!and he moves it in a slow circle, still focusing the pressure of his thumb on my clit. I hold onto his shirt so I don’t collapse. Then he adds another finger, spreading me apart gently.
I cry out, and his fingers thread in my hair, tilting my head back so I can see his eyes. He studies mine as if he’s searching for something.
His brow furrows, but his tone is gentle. “You okay?”
Nodding, I reach for him. I have no words for this. I want his body close to mine. I want his lips on mine. I want all of him on all of me.
As if he understands, he wraps an arm around my back, pulling me closer. His fingers are between my legs, stroking my clit and pumping and stretching my insides. Our kisses are ravenous, hungry, driven by pent-up desire.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groans. “You feel like fucking heaven.”
“Don’t stop,” is all I can gasp.
His erection is against my leg, but I’m fucking his fingers. His delicious thumb has my clit vibrating, near orgasm. It’s the focus of my mind until those two fingers inside me curl, and my entire lower half jerks with pleasure.
