CHAPTER 38DENISE
CHAPTER 38
DENISE
I looked around, surprised that no one could hear the telltale buzzing from the device that was burning me up from the inside out. The pressure on my g-spot pressed up and if I shifted just right, I would be full-on screaming in front of a lot of eligible men. Hell, they’d probably enjoy it. Wait, would I enjoy it?
I was turning into a full-on freak, and I was having the time of my life. My nails were digging into my palms while I tried to focus on the man in front of me. He was attractive enough, but I wasn’t thinking about him. Hell, I couldn’t even remember his name as he got up to move to the next table. I was grateful when it was time for the men to switch and I could take a few seconds to try and ease the pleasure coursing through me. Again.
“Hi gorgeous, what’s your name?”
Hugh’s suddenly melodic voice floated down to me. Goosebumps immediately covered my skin. He was all I’d been thinking about for the last five minutes, and here he was—standing over me, bourbon in hand, and smiling like he was having the most fun he’d had in a while.
My face was hot with embarrassment, and my nipples were hard and obvious beneath my thin sweater. He sat in front of me, licking his lips.
“This wasn’t the deal,” I wanted the words to come out in a harsh whisper, but I couldn’t help the moan. Pulling my thighs apart, I breathed through my mouth and glared across the table at him. I glanced toward Cleo, whose arms were crossed as she scowled at Lucian.
“Was this a part of the deal?” he gestured around us with a smirk. Bastard.
“I told you I wasn’t taking it seriously.” I fisted the napkin in my lap as I started to leak past the edge of my panties. Closing my eyes, I grabbed his drink and took a small sip, feeling the soothing burn of the bourbon warming me up.
He tutted. The vibration jumped higher, and I slammed the glass down the table. Liquid splashed across my hand as I fought hard to keep my whimper to myself. I opened my eyes to see his finger on his watch dialing the vibration down a little, but not by much.
Heat enflamed my face, but my swollen and dripping pussy was stealing all sense of reason. I wanted nothing more than to lay him out on the table and sit on his hard dick. Two thrusts and I’d squirt all over him. I knew it, and I’m sure he knew it too. That’s probably why he’d been mercilessly teasing me all day. He’d gotten his this morning, and now I had to be a good girl before I was allowed to get mine.
I was measuring how worth it catching an indecency charge was when his gravelly voice piped up.
“That’s a two-hundred-dollar glass of bourbon. Don’t waste it.” He looked from my hand to my mouth. Two thrusts was generous; I needed one— just one to slide right up to the place that it seemed like only he could touch.
Now, I really did want to kick him. Hard. Instead, I slowly lifted my hand to my mouth and licked the bourbon from the space between my finger and my thumb, my eyes burning straight into his.
“If we weren’t in a room full of people, you’d be on your knees licking it from the table.” He smirked when I scoffed. Leaning forward, he grabbed my hand, his tongue circling my skin before sucking it into his mouth. The sensation of the vibration made my eyes almost roll back in my head. He used my hand to pull me forward.
“You want this. You crave this,” he said into my ear. “That’s why your pussy is so wet. It wouldn’t take much to get you right where you want to be. On your knees, licking this table clean. Gagging around my dick, begging for me to fuck that tight ass. Would you like to know why?” he sat back and bit his lip, his tongue tracing the edge of his mouth.
I couldn’t reply, my mouth was dry, and I was lost in his words and the adrenaline coursing through my body as I shifted my hips against the vibrator, delighting in the friction I was creating with each movement of my thighs.
“You’re insatiable. And I’m going to make sure you get everything you need.” His finger touched his watch and ramped up the vibrations.
My hands gripped the edge of the table and I squirmed against my clenching walls. Taking a deep breath and then another, I focused hard on keeping my mouth closed and my eyes open. There was no way I was giving him the satisfaction of seeing how close I was to finally getting the orgasm I’d been chasing. I heard clattering to my right, and his hands gripped mine over the table edge.
“Look at me.”
I brought my focus to him
“All of this. Everything you’re feeling right now. I’m giving it to you because you deserve it. But, what you don’t deserve, Little Menace, is to come. Is that clear?” his hand went to his watch and the vibrations stopped.
My jaw dropped as my muscles clenched, chasing the climax they’d been promised over and over. A frustrated scream built in the back of my throat, and I was tempted to flip the entire fucking table. The pleasure stayed on the edge before fading a bit and leaving me unsated and dazed.
I barely caught Cleo marching past me, Lucian close behind her. Was he wet? Hugh’s thumb traced the inside of my wrist and I shuddered.
“Mean,” I panted against his touch.
“Mean?” his mouth lifted in a humorless smile as he snatched me up from the seat and leaned close to me. “I can show you mean.”
I grabbed my bag and jacket as he pulled me through the crowd and out the doors. I was stumbling as I tried to keep up with his pace. My thighs were drenched. He flagged a cab and turned to me; his expression ravenous.
“None of the men in that room can do what I’m about to.”
Grabbing my face, he slammed his lips to mine. He thrust his tongue between my lips, his tongue tangling with mine and thrusting in and out the way that he loved to tongue-fuck my center, and I felt myself fall deeper into his hold, tilting my head, taking what he was giving. When I took control of the kiss, he hummed deep in his throat and I pushed my tongue into his mouth, tasting the oak and cherry of the bourbon that was sweet on his tongue. I pulled his hips to mine, and he groaned as his hands drifted up to my neck and gripped tight, pulling my face away from his.
“Now, Little Menace. You know you’re already in a world of trouble.” His breaths were coming a little faster. Good. I wanted him to unravel.
“If you’re gonna punish me anyway, why shouldn’t I keep having fun?” I smiled up at him and he laughed.
“This mouth just started something that you better be able to finish.” He opened the door to the cab. “Get in this car before I make you drop to your knees right here.”
I licked my lips and slid past him to the back of the cab.
This was going to be fun.