“I got the table,” Wyatt says to no one in particular.
Like the saps that Clay and I are, we follow the girls onto the dance floor. At first we start out dancing by our friends, but by the third song, enough people have moved between them and us, making it so they are out of sight.
Cora intentionally brushes her ass against my cock, making my eyes roll.
Fuck me.
Leaning down, I nip at her ear. “Is my girl wet and needy for me?”
“How about you find out for yourself?” She tries to move my hand down between her legs.
Chuckling, I shake my head and pull her arms behind her back, which instantly backfires when Cora rubs my cock through my underwear.
“Beautiful, you need to behave. I only have so much willpower and your brother could walk up at any moment.”
“I need you, Kellan.”
“I know you do, baby, but it’s going to have to wait until we get back to the hotel room and you’ve sobered up.”
Cora turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. Instinctively, my hands go to her ass, and I pull her body into mine, making us both groan.
“I’ve only had two drinks.”
“Two too many.”
“I’m aching, hotshot,” she whimpers.
“Fuck, I can feel how hot and wet you are,” I groan as she rubs against my thigh.
“Then take care of me.”
“Beautiful, your brother,” I protest.
Cora looks around and then smiles. “Come with me,” she says as she grabs my hand.
I follow behind her and glare at the guys who eye her up and down as we pass by. Part of me wants to punch them in the face for staring at what’s mine, but the other part of me can’t help but be a little cocky. She’s mine, and they will never get a taste. When one dude reaches out to touch her, Cora slaps his hand away and keeps trailing forward.
When I stop to lay into him, she yanks on my arm. “Come on, Kellan.”
Glaring at the dude, I follow her deeper into the club until we come to a hallway. Cora starts pulling on handles, and by the third try, one finally opens, and she pulls me inside.
“I don’t think we are supposed to be in here,” I hiss.
“It’s fine,” she says as she pulls me into her.
Cora grabs me by the back of the neck and kisses me hard. Her hand is pulling my underwear down and stroking me within a second.
My head falls back as I look up at the ceiling. It’s dark in here, but there is a little light shining through to show me that we are in some sort of supply closet. There are several lines of shelves in the middle of the room with different things on them.
We both freeze when we hear someone moaning and the slapping of skin.
“I don’t think we are alone. Do you want to stay?” I murmur into her ear.
She squeezes me, looking up at me with pure lust in her eyes. Then she slowly nods.
Very slowly, she moves my hand to between her legs where I feel how drenched the lace is between her thighs.
Fuck me.
