My sun burns even hotter, and her smile is nothing short of radiant. “My mother used to call them glossaries.”
“Yes, that’s perfect.”
“No, this is perfect.” To my surprise and delight, she leans forward and presses her lips to mine. The feel of her lush mouth and the essence of the champagne she’s been drinking is the headiest thing I’ve ever felt in my life. I cup her waist and tilt my head to deepen the kiss. All the blood in my body rushes to my dick, and when she rolls her hips against the hardening length, I growl into her mouth and cup her ass.
She breaks our kiss. “I’m so wet.”
“Do you need to come?”
“I was thinking about running to the bathroom for that very reason.”
“Dare you to let me watch,” I say.
“Only if I can see your face.” She slides off my lap for the first time all night and saunters away.
After spending the evening pretending to be the man who won her over and getting a taste of everything I’m missing, I’m desperate for a chance to do this for real.
I throw back the rest of my drink and follow her. When I reach the door marked toilette and open it, she’s standing at the counter, reapplying her berry pink gloss. Our eyes meet in the mirror, and her smile is as predatory as mine.
I step into her, press my front against her back, and sweep the thick curtain of hair off her shoulder and away from her face to expose her ear. She shudders against me and licks her lips in the mirror. I press my lips to the soft, fragrant skin and kiss it. “I love the way you smell,” I whisper.
Her chest rises sharply on her harsh inhale, and she turns to look at me, her smile coy, her eyes heavy-lidded and soft. “How do I smell?” she asks in a low, throaty voice.
“Decadent and delicious. Like something this big bad wolf would like to eat.” I nip the silky tip of her earlobe and then lick it.
“How convenient. I’m dying to be devoured.” Her siren’s voice is as supple as velvet, and I’d give her anything she asked me for right now.
I drop to my knees behind her and pull her skirt to reveal the scrap of black lace clinging to her shapely hips. “Oh fuck, these are so sexy, Dina.” I draw the panties down to her feet.
“I know. That’s why I bought them.” She’s panting as she steps out of them.
“Spread your legs, baby, and rest your arms on the vanity.”
She complies, and I fill my hands with her ass, pull her apart, and reveal the creamy wetness already there.
“Oh, God. I forgot how much I love this pussy,” I groan before I lick her from her clit to ass, dipping my tongue inside her just for a moment on my way.
She moans and spreads her legs even wider. I eat her from behind, tasting every fold, letting my tongue act as proxy for my dick and taking her up, but not letting her go over until her thighs are trembling and the only thing coming out of her mouth is my name.
Then I turn her around and lift her so she’s perched on the counter. “Fuck yourself with your fingers, let me watch.”
She grabs my shoulders for purchase, pushes herself farther back on the vanity, and spreads her legs wide open. Then she slides a hand over herself and rubs her swollen clit.
“I want to watch you, too.”
I pull my dick out, and it’s rock hard and begging for relief. Her eyes light on it and she licks her lips. “There’s pre-cum already.”
“I’m so close,” I groan as I wrap my hand around my throbbing dick. It only takes three strokes while watching her fingers move in and out of her creamy pussy before I start to come. I throw my head back and groan, frustrated and relieved. “Shit. I haven’t come that fast since I was thirteen.”
“I hope Mr. Stamina makes an appearance…I mean, we are fucking tonight, right?” she pants.
“Oh, we are absolutely fucking tonight. And when we do, Mr. Stamina will make you pay for doubting him.”
“I want your mouth back, Tyson.”
“Anything you want,” I growl before I hoist her legs over my shoulders, move her hand away, cover her clit with my mouth, and suck the sweet bud between my lips. Her trembling thighs slip off my shoulders, and her hands clutch my head.
“Tyson, oh my God. Tyson. I’m coming,” she whimpers and then she throws her head back and lets out a guttural moan that makes my dick throb. It would be so easy to stand up and slide into her, but after waiting for so long, our first time isn’t going to be in a place like this.
“You ready to leave?” I pocket her panties, and she straightens her dress.
“Yes. Let’s.” She drops a kiss on my mouth, and I take her hand in mine as we step out of the bathroom together.
“There you are.” My ardor cools, and my whole body stiffens. I turn to find Ron, George, and three of the other men walking toward us. “All the oldies are gone, and the men are going upstairs to the cigar room. Care to join us, Tyson?”
“No thanks, we’re leaving.”
“No one blames you,” one of the men quips, and they all laugh.
I notice the way they’ve been ogling both of us tonight, and annoying as it is to watch them salivate over someone they think is my woman, I didn’t blame them. She’s spectacular. But I don’t like the leer in his voice.
I’m about to tell him that when Dina squeezes my hand to stop me.
“Ty, go on. You haven’t seen your friends in a while, and tomorrow will be all work, at least for you boys.”
“Yes, Paula’s been dying to chat with you all night,” Ron chirps.
“You know what, I think I’ll pass.”
“Come on, Ty, we’re talking business. Donna will be fine without you for a few minutes,” George says.
“And it’ll give me a chance to get to know the ladies before our spa day at the chateau tomorrow.”
I’m here to work, and I can’t miss an opportunity to get a feel for the other potential investors. But it takes every ounce of discipline I have to walk away when my gut is screaming at me to take her hand and just walk out of here and not let her spend a second alone with Paula.
If nature hadn’t made me a private person, my life experience would have. Since that debacle with Kayleigh, I’ve been very careful. Except on the night I met these two. I’m not ashamed of my appetites, but I regret the night I met them more than almost anything else I’ve ever done.
George nudges my shoulder. “Come on, lover boy. She’ll be here when you get back.”
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Dina
“So is it love?” I look up in surprise at Kate’s question. I didn’t even realize she had come to sit next to me.
After that strange woman Paula finally took the hint and stopped talking to me, I let my mind wander.
“I’m sorry…what?”
She laughs. “The champagne is going to your head?”
I look at the empty glass in front of me and laugh with her. It’s not the booze I’m drunk on. After what Tyson just did to me in that bathroom, my mind is a scattered mess. I was so turned on by how possessively he was holding me, looking at me, touching me, from his dick being hard and hot against my thigh that I was going to the bathroom to relieve the pressure building in my core so I could focus.