“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” he said like words were pulled from me, an exorcism of deeply buried belief. “I could never get tired’a lookin’ all the beauty that’s you.”
His praise stoked the fire in my gut even higher and fanned the flames of my confidence until I felt like a goddess on that black felt.
I lifted the dress over my head and threw it at him.
He caught it in one hand, brought it to his face to inhale the scent of me, and then dropped it on the table without taking his gaze from me for a second.
Clad only in my simple blue bra and panties, I tipped forward onto my hands to show him the heavy sway of my breasts as I rocked to the throbbing beat, circling my hips and tossing my hair.
“Fuuuuck,” he cursed softly, squeezing his cock through the denim. “You’re killin’ me.”
Good, I thought gleefully, sliding my leg through my hands and then flipping over to face away from him, ass bared for his regard. I twerked my curves, jiggling my ass in a way I knew looked sexy because it even turned me on when I caught sight of it in the mirror over the bar.
I looked shameless and sensual, a temptress winding a spell around a man who was helpless to resist it.
Tossing my hair over my shoulder, I saw Aaron sprawled in the wooden chair, thighs splayed, hand still clenched hard over his erection.
“Touch yourself for me,” I told him in a voice a barely recognized, deep with lust and power. “Pull that thick cock out and show me how much I turn you on.”
Aaron slouched deeper in the chair as he slowly undid the big silver buckle of his belt and then dragged the zipper of his jeans down tooth by tooth. I was almost panting as I moved sinuously to the music, gaze hooked by his steady, intentional movements.
“You see what you do to me?” he rasped as one hand dipped into his boxers and pulled out that huge dick, thick and heavily veined, the head already plump and plum purple with blood.
I wanted to fall to my knees and lave it with my tongue.
But this wasmyshow, and Aaron was the one who would end up on his knees for me.
I sat back on my heels, my ass plumped by the pose. Facing away from him still, I undid the hook of my bra and let it slide down one arm, then the other before dangling it off my fingers and letting it drop to the floor. I knee stepped to the side so I was in profile to him and arched my back, breasts proudly displayed, an s-shaped presentation of every one of my curves.
I could hear his shuddered exhale over the current of the next song and grinned smugly at the results of my lewd display. I’d never done anything like this. I had never before felt empowered by my own sexuality, and in truth, it was both of us turning me on now. Every incredibly gorgeous inch of him and every inch of me, beautiful because Ilikedmyself and so, wonderfully, did he.
Shaking my hair back in a blue swirl, I faced him again, extending my legs one at a time as I shimmied out of my panties so I was naked under the spotlight of the pool table light. I tossed the damp garment at him and watched with cat-like contentment as he snatched the cotton from the air and wrapped it around his erection.
“Fuckin’ stunnin’,” Aaron growled, his fist tight around that straining shaft, the tip wet with precum as it slid through my panties. “Touch yourself for me, baby. Show me how wet you are.”
I shivered as my fingers delved from between my breasts, down my stomach to the slick heat between my thighs. A quick dip inside my aching entrance and then I lifted my fingers to the light to show him how wet I was. His mouth fell open on a ragged gasp as I slid them slowly into my open mouth and sucked.
“Jesus fuck,” he said, his entire body tensing in the chair. “I’ll die if I don’t get my hands on you.”
“Then come here,” I beckoned, leaning back on my elbows as if I did this kind of thing every day.
While inside my chest, my heart thudded like a war drum and my blood ran so hot I thought it would set fire to my skin.
When he stalked across the space and reached for me, I placed my high-heeled left foot against his chest to stop him temporarily.
“I don’t think I’m quite ready to take you,” I drawled, but a little smile played at my mouth because this wasfunin a way sex never had been before.
A wicked grin played around Aaron’s full mouth in that short dark beard. I laughed in shock as he growled, tugging me by the hips up into the air slightly so he could bend and fix his mouth to my pussy like a starving man.
I fell to my back on the table, scrambling for purchase against the felt as he feasted on me. The wet, slick sounds of his mouth working over my clit, fucking into my core, sucking at my lips and biting at my inner thighs were sexier than the heavy bass of the song pulsing through the speakers. When I couldn’t find anything to sink my fingers into, I clutched at his shoulders and hair, writhing even as I pulled him closer.
The orgasm that came too quickly almost scared me, barreling toward me like a runaway train. When it hit with one sucking kiss over my clit, I fractured limb by limb, every part of me imploding around the bright hot sensation at my core.
“Bones,” I cried out, shaking apart in his firm hold.
“Yeah, baby,” he encouraged, licking lightly at my clit to pull even more pleasure from me without turning it to agony. “Give me that sweet cum.”
Before I’d even finished, he was fucking into me with two fingers, twisting and rubbing until that place inside me lit up like one of his neon signs. Pleasure throbbed through me in shocking, vibrant waves reducing my thoughts to rubble.
