The grip on my thigh tightened as her lust-filled eyes met mine. “What would you do to me?”
“First, we have to imagine you’re in a short little skirt and that I’d let anyone watch me touch you. Your pleasure is for me and me alone. After walking into that cubicle for all to see, I’d push you up against the window and flip your skirt up. Slowly I’d slip your underwear down those toned stems of yours. I’d keep them at your ankles and make you spread your legs as wide as they’d go. My tongue would follow my hands trailing up the inside of your thighs. Once I reached your core, I’d run my tongue front to back, spearing deep inside your wetness because I know you’d be wet for me just like you are now. Are you wet for me, my sweet Pen?”
Resting her head on my shoulder, Pen panted out her breathy one-word reply into my neck. “Yes.”
“That’s what I thought. Standing up, I’d slap that perfect ass of yours until it was nice and pink for letting anyone see how you look when you’re turned on. Pulling out my dick, I would slam into you so hard you’d have to catch your breath. Gripping your hip with one hand, I’d hold you by the throat with the other and pound into you relentlessly only to slow down when you’re close to coming. I’d repeat that over and over again until you begged for me to let you come. Pressing my front to your back, I would bury myself deep inside of you and then slap your pussy, making you come all over my dick which in turn sets me off. Slowly, I’d thrust in and out as you milk my cock, and only once I’m drained do I turn you around and take your mouth with my tongue. I would fuck your mouth like I fucked that sweet as sin pussy until we’re both breathless.”
“Oh, my fucking God, where did you say you found him again? That was some straight-up porn right there,” Lexie giggled.
It was hard to break away from Pen panting against my neck like I’d just done everything I’d described to her to look across the table.
“I think I need a cold shower after hearing that.” Stella’s eyes widened as she leaned toward us. “Can I use that in one of my books?”
“Feel free. Consider it payment for posting about Crimson Heat on your Instagram profiles.”
Earlier, when we were eating, both Lexie and Stella said they’d post about the band on their social media accounts. Lexie was going to have her husband, who had over a million followers, post about us as well. She said he had the right demographic, which was young women thirsting after hot guys, and they’d eat us up.
“Are you guys up for getting a drink before we head back to the hotel?” Lexie smirked at us.
“Yeah,” Pen sat up and cleared her throat. “I want to spend as much time with you guys as I can since it will be a few months before I see you again.”
Even though I knew Pen missed her best friend, I only wanted to drag her away from the table and to our hotel room where we could recreate what I’d just described to her. But I knew I’d be seeing my girl every day for the next three months while Pen only had tonight with Stella and Lexie.
Slouching down in the booth, I adjusted myself under the table. I didn’t want the girls to see my hard-on through my pants. I couldn’t stop picturing all the dirty things I could do in one of the rooms along the district with Pen if I had the chance.
Pen leaned over with a wicked smile on her face. It made me wonder if she was thinking of all the different ways I could pleasure her if I had the chance, too. “You need to stop thinking whatever it is you’re thinking,” she giggled. “I’m not going to be able to spend any time with my friends if all I want to do is jump you.”
Resting my arms along the top of the booth, I let one hand fall down to play with her hair. “I can’t help it that I’m irresistible.”
“Oh God, please.” She leaned into me. I loved that she had no problem showing her affection for me in front of her friends. Earlier in the night, I’d been wary of what the protocol was going to be, but with each passing minute with her friends, I could feel both our guards slowly coming down. “I do not need you to be any cockier than you already are. Just behave. Please.”
Pressing my mouth to hers, I spoke against her pink pouty lips. “I’ll see what I can do.”
For the next hour, we sat and watched some of the best strippers I’d ever seen dance on stage while their bodies glowed under the black lights overhead. None of them turned me on like they usually would. No, I had a feeling the only person who could do that now was the woman sitting at my side with a happy smile on her face as she and her friends chatted and watched the show while drinking their glasses of wine.
“Alright,” Lexie stood, and everyone else at the table stood along with her. “I think we’ve put him through enough torture for one night. Let’s head back to the hotel.”
After taking an Uber back to the hotel, we said our goodbyes to Stella and Lexie outside their room which was a few floors above ours.
“When you get back from the tour, why don’t we set up a photoshoot for the band? We can even do it at my house. We can have a barbecue and hang around the pool. It will be super casual, and I’ll take pictures.”
Pen gave Lexie a big hug. “That would be amazing. Thank you. I’ll definitely do that.”
Pen and Stella hugged for a long while, whispering words back and forth to each other. A few times, they’d look at me and then giggle. I was glad Pen didn’t have to feel guilty anymore about hiding our relationship from her best friend. I knew Stella probably thought I was all wrong for her friend, but maybe after tonight, I’d get her seal of approval.
Stella and Pen broke apart both with tears in their eyes as they said goodbye. Pen snuggled up to my side as we walked back to the elevator. Once inside, I wiped away her tears that had fallen as we walked and kissed her salty lips.
“It won’t be long until you see her again.”
“I know, and I’m lucky they came all this way to see me for one night. With the time differences, it’s been hard to keep in contact with her.”
We stood in the middle of the elevator with me holding her, swaying back and forth to the elevator music until the elevator stopped. Then we went back to being the band member and manager walking with at least a couple of feet between us.
Stopping outside her door, Pen used her keycard to open it. Once she stepped inside, she looked up at me from underneath her eyelashes and fluttered them at me. “Give me two minutes, and then come into my room.”
I licked my lips, hungry for her. This was going to be the longest two minutes of my life. Going inside my room next to hers, I stripped as I walked to the door that connected our rooms together. My door was already open and when I reached the entrance, so was hers.
Before me, Pen had already removed all of her clothes, and she was spread across the bed, biting her bottom lip. I didn’t think she had any idea how seductive she looked right then.
I stalked into the room and crawled onto the bed, hovering above her. Pen ran her hands down my chest, circled my cock with her fingers, and started stroking me.
Pushing up onto her elbows, Pen ran her tongue up my neck and nipped my chin. “I want you to do me what you described earlier against that window.” She looked to her right at the big window that overlooked Amsterdam.