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“Maybe.” She grinned, raising her arms up and moving her hips seductively. “But only one of them is dick-fucking me, and that is you. You hungry?” she asked.
I raked my gaze up and down her delicious body.
She rolled her eyes. “Get your mind out of the gutter, Coltridge.”
“Why? You love it filthy.”
“We should order something for the table.” She ignored me. “Something savory.”
“I’ll show you savory.” I grabbed her by the ass and hoisted her up, then spun her around. Her laughter carried on the air. In that moment, I really couldn’t give a shit if Row had something to say about it.
We danced for a while, until we were sweaty and spent, twirling and laughing and spinning. I was having fun, even though initially, coming to her was a way to piss on my territory and make sure everyone at the club knew not to go near her.
Finally, Dylan sighed and pushed my chest. “Okay, I’m going to pee.”
“I’m going to come.” I slid my fingers through hers, holding her hand.
She shot me a confused glance. “Wow. Everything does turn you on.”
I barked out a laugh, leading her to the restrooms, and noticed Row and Cal making out against the wall on our way there, lost in each other. The line to the bathroom was three people deep.
“You think they’re snorting coke?” Dylan turned to grin at me.
I reached to wipe sticky locks of hair off her sweaty forehead. “No, baby. They’re snorting coke in plain sight at the tables.”
“This place is insane.”
“So is the guy who brought us here.”
When it was finally Dylan’s turn, I walked in right along with her and locked the door behind us. She turned to me, confused.
“What are you doing?”
“Thought we’d have a quickie since we’re already here.” I waggled my brows.
Her eyes flared, but a spark of mischief ignited inside them. “What if we get caught?”
“Well, it’d be someone’s lucky day.”
“Let me just do my business.” She crouched down right in front of me, squatting in the air as she peed, hiking her minidress up and sliding the side of her panties.
It was so hot to see her doing this in front of me I couldn’t even control myself. I staggered with my back against the door and unzipped myself. She flushed, tugging the dress down when I put a hand over her wrist.
“No. Leave it as it is. Turn around and grab the coat hanger.”
She did as instructed. The hanger was a little high up on the door, but she was on the tall side. So was I. We matched in so many fucking ways. Her panties were still pushed to one side when I grabbed my cock by the root and tapped her ass with it, smearing a bit of my precum on her skin. I took my time bunching her panties into a thong inside her ass crack and teasing her tight little asshole with it.
“I’m ready,” she panted, bending over and offering me both of her holes by spreading them open.
“Let’s see.” I parked the crown of my cock in her asshole—just the tip—reaching down to run my fingers along the slit ofher greedy cunt. She was dripping for me. With a sigh and a shudder, I positioned myself at her entrance from behind.
“Come on.” She arched. “Just do it.”
“Say please,” I instructed, biting the side of her neck softly. “You’re a hell-raiser outside, but when I fuck you, you’re my good little girl.”
“Please,” she moaned, pressing herself into me, sinking my dick into her.
“Better.” I grabbed her hair, my other hand holding her waist as I began pounding into her. “So, so much better.”