Page 203 of Stolen Voices

“Fuck, you’re going to get me in trouble, aren’t you?” he asks.

“I would never.” I bite back a smile and innocently shake my head. “Besides, is it really trouble to help your girlfriend out of her costume?”

His cock twitches between us as he grunts. “No.”

“But”—I brush my index finger over his lips—“it would be trouble if said girlfriend asked her boyfriend to fuck her in the dressing room because she can’t wait to get to the hotel, wouldn’t it?”

“Yes, it would.” Eli’s eyes burn with lust as he swipes his tongue across his bottom lip.

I pout, batting my lashes. “But her wonderful boyfriend is going to do it anyway, isn’t he?”

“I should say no, but I’m no fucking liar. You want to get fucked, princess?”

My pussy throbs. “Hell yes.”

“Then let’s go. My big dick and I would be more than happy to take care of that ache between your legs.”

My pussy drips with arousal as Eli carries me to the dressing room and locks the door behind him. He places me in front of the mirrors, facing forward, as he stares at my face and drags his fingers over the sequined leotard covering my stomach.

“We don’t have a lot of time, so this is going to be relatively quick. Do you think you can handle being quiet for me?”

My heart skips because I know exactly what he’s going to do, and I can’t wait. But I also have other ideas. “No.”

He raises a brow at my answer. “No?”

I shake my head, my eyes dropping to his groin, where his thick, hard length presses against his slacks.

“You know what this means, don’t you?”

“Yes.” I nod, clenching my thighs to ease my throbbing clit.

He runs the pads of his fingers down my arms, and sparks snap as his skin meets mine, making my body feel electric and sensitive to the touch.

“Whatever my girl wants, she gets. But first, on your knees.”

I oblige, slowly falling onto the plush carpet beneath me.

He runs his thumb over my bottom lip and shoves it into my mouth. “Suck.”

I swirl my tongue around his thumb.

Eli groans, pulling it from my mouth with a pop. “Take my cock out, Callie.”

I undo his belt and the button at his tapered waist, and drag the zipper down before pushing his pants and boxer briefs over his perfect ass and down his muscular thighs. His thick cock bobs, a bead of precum pooling at his tip.

Eyes on his, I slowly lean forward and take his cock into my mouth. Like I did with his thumb, I swirl my tongue around his head and suck. With every pull, I push him deeper past my lips until his cockhead hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck, I love the way you work my cock into your mouth.” His hips jerk as he cups my cheeks and presses his thumbs to the corners of my lips, so he can feel his cock slide in and out of my warm, wet mouth. “So fucking good.”

Gripping his ass in the palms of my hand, I pull him closer, pushing his dick down my throat before swallowing. It’s not a vast movement, but it’s enough for him to feel me choke on his cock.

He pulls out quickly and tuts. “Naughty princess, trying to make me come down your throat.”

“You’re no fun,” I whine.

“Oh, I’m fun and you know it, baby.” Eli chuckles darkly. “Up.”

I obey, my knees wobbling as I stand before him. Eli wraps his arms around me and kisses me hard, fucking my mouth with his tongue. His wet cock twitches against my belly. When he breaks away, my body is vibrating with desire.