Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76172 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76172 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
She nods, the slightest dip of her chin. “I want that too. Do you think she’s wet?”
I cough, an attempt to cover up my surprise. I doubt I’d act that way with any other woman, but I’ve also never encountered a woman with so little experience. The girl I lost my virginity with even had a few things to educate me on. Lack of experience has never been on my radar before, but knowing she may experience things with me she’s never done makes precum leak from the tip of my cock in anticipation.
“I bet she’s soaked.”
She turns her head in my direction. “That makes two of us.”
“Oh yeah?”
She nods again, her eyes dipping to my mouth.
“If you kiss me right now, I might not be able to control myself.”
“I thought you didn’t want an audience.”
“I don’t, but I’m really turned on right now.”
“Me too,” she confesses.
“Maybe we should get up and walk around?”
“That might keep us busy,” she agrees, waiting until I stand and offer her my hand before she rises.
She seems a little unsteady on her feet, and fuck if I don’t regret coming here. I want nothing more than to lick right up the middle of her and listen to her moans of pleasure.
Thankfully, as we meander around the club, we don’t run into a scene where any of the Cerberus guys are performing. I know there are different levels, and some of the more risqué stuff is down the hallways. I make sure to avoid those areas.
I follow her lead, pausing when her feet stutter as she nears a glass wall, a performance with two men and one woman taking place.
I position myself behind her, unable to keep from pulling her against my chest. I press my hand flat against her lower belly, feeling her chest rise and fall as she watches.
“I could never share you like that,” I whisper in her ears. “Take in your fill of it tonight, baby, because you’ll never experience that.”
“It’s… I don’t know. I always thought that would be painful.”
“She looks like she’s enjoying it.” I turn my attention from her back to the three enjoying each other, not missing the way the man grips the other guy’s ass as they seesaw back and forth, one plunging into the woman’s pussy while the other pulls from her ass. Back and forth they go, filling and retreating as she moans her pleasure.
“Have you ever done that?”
“Never, but I’d be a willing partner with a toy if it’s something you want to try.”
She tilts her chin up, looking at me. “Not tonight.”
I shake my head. “Not tonight.”
Her attention quickly turns back to the performance, her ass pressing against me. I’m so fucking tempted to slide my hand up her dress, but I know someone would see. The couple behind the glass aren’t the only ones drawing attention. Just like we watched the man playing with his woman under the blanket, others are touching each other and being watched.
The fact that we’re both wearing white bands is enough to police me. If we wanted to do anything else, we’d have to grab a different band. The guy at the counter was adamant about it, and he didn’t leave much room for argument. I know the rules are in place to prevent people from being coerced into doing something they don’t want to do, and I wouldn’t abuse the moment of arousal with Devyn. If she wants more, she’ll have to ask for it.
“Watch,” I say, my mouth near her throat. “She’s going to come.”
Devyn reaches down, clasping my hand in hers as the woman moans her release, begging both men to fuck her harder. They comply, making her entire body shake before the man in her ass pulls free and jets cum on her back. The man under her releases inside of her, and then it becomes a battle of who is going to get to lick her clean.
“I love it when those three perform,” a woman says to her partner only a few feet from us. “Too bad they never share.”
The threesome cuddles together, their hands slow and comforting as they kiss and speak in tones too low for observers to hear.
“Do you think they’re like together together?” Devyn asks as she leads me away.
I’m glad she steps away from the glass wall because they’re no longer performing. It was starting to feel like we were invading an intimate moment, with as much sense as that makes after watching what we just did.
“Possibly. Like Max, Tug, and Jasmine maybe. Those three are all together,” I explain.
“I don’t think I could do that.”
“That dynamic isn’t for everyone.”
“I’m not complaining, it’s just not my thing.”
I turn her to face me, ignoring all the others walking around finding something else to watch.
“I could never share you. I don’t have any inclination for that kind of lifestyle.”