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She let go, allowing him to hold her up, sinking into the feel of his fingers inside her.
His sandpapery jaw scraped her as he kissed her neck, nipping at her skin as he drove her to the edge of her orgasm, then over, tightening his hold as she keened her pleasure, her legs collapsing beneath her.
Before she could recover, he whirled her around and shoved her against the wall.
She gasped, disoriented while he held her up with one hand and unzipped his jeans with the other, dragging his veined cock over the top of his underwear.
It was fully erect, pointing straight at her, the tattoo of a snake winding around the velvety base. Havel gripped her around the waist and lifted her.
“Don’t you dare cum on this dress,” she warned him as he dragged her down onto his cock, pushing her panties further aside to accommodate his thick girth.
She gasped and wiggled on top of him, the tight fit causing some discomfort despite how wet she’d gotten from her orgasm.
“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want to this dress.”
“You do and I’ll go to the club naked,” she threatened, rocking her hips against him.
“Try it and I’ll have you blacklisted.” He could do it too. The bouncers worked for Guard Dog.
“Shut up and fuck me.” She gripped his face, dragging him in for a tongue-tangling kiss that matched the furious tempo of his hips as he fucked her against the wall.
“Fuck,” he groaned into her neck, sucking and biting, marking her, the bit of pain throwing her headfirst into the path of anther orgasm as his cock thickened inside her.
He shouted, his hips jerking as he pumped his hot semen inside her. He lifted his head, pinning her with eyes full of fierce possession. “You’ll have my cum inside you tonight if you insist on wearing this scrap of fabric in public.”
He pulled his cock out and replaced her panties, pressing the fabric into her wet pussy and soaking up the juices.
She was mesmerized by him, by the barbarism of his act. It appealed to her on a base level. She wanted to wear his seed on her thighs as she danced. She wanted to touch the redness on her neck where his unshaven jaw and teeth had abraded her.
He smoothed the dress down her thighs and took her hands, pulling her away from the wall. His eyes drifted down her body and he frowned. Tapping her chin, he said, “I’ll be watching your every move tonight. Trust me when I say you don’t want to find out what happens if another male touches you.”
CHAPTER THIRTY
Leeza laughed hysterically as she stumbled into two Ayaans while coming out of a bathroom stall. Actually, probably just one Ayaan and too many tequilas.
Leeza hated tequila, but Yolanda, her old yoga instructor kept buying rounds and Leeza kept drinking them. She really was an obedient woman. Not just when it came to her alcohol consumption, but she’d also been walking around all night with Havel’s cum inside her panties, avoiding any male hands that came her way lest her fiancé cut them off.
“You don’t need to come with me to the toilet,” Leeza said to Ayaan as she washed her hands, flinging water everywhere as she searched for a paper towel dispenser.
Ayaan handed her a couple of paper towels. “I go where you go. Boss’s orders.”
Leeza made a face. “But you took the night off. I know ‘cause I insisted ‘cause I wanted to be able to get drunk with you, so you definitely don’t need to act like a bodyguard. You can relax and enjoy yourself.”
“This isn’t my idea of a good time.”
Leeza stared at the two Ayaans, blinking until they merged into one. “When’s a good time for you, then? We can reschedule.”
Ayaan shook her head. “I mean, this isn’t my idea of fun.”
“Oh.” Leeza pondered the issue. “Well, what do you enjoy? We’ll go do that next.”
Ayaan chuckled. “I’m not going to the gun range with a bunch of wasted chicks.”
Leeza slapped a hand over her chest, missed and got herself in the chin. “I am not wasted.”
“Drunk then,” Ayaan said, rolling her eyes and taking Leeza’s arm to lead her out of the washroom.
“So, your idea of a good time is killing a paper target?”
