CHAPTER THREE
Devon
As Sara took the stage, my dick jumped to attention. I had to adjust my dark-washed jeans as I followed the curve of her swaying hips. She looked extra fuckable in that golden dress. Holy fuck. I barely recognized her when she walked into the spotlight. Her silvery blue hair was hidden away under the platinum blonde wig, which anyone would believe was real. Whoever was in charge of costumes for this club deserved a raise. She looked like Marilyn reincarnated with her soft curves and full, red lips. Her eyes glided across the room, a blend of innocence and seduction like the woman she now embodied.
I almost didn’t come out tonight. But then she’d invited me to La Noircoeur. I knew the place, of course, given that The Obscuritas owned it. She mentioned working at a club, but I never would’ve guessed it was this one. When I arrived, I hunted for the royal assholes, but lower level Obscuritas members occupied all the VIP booths. The Kings and their little Princes rarely left their mansions to mingle with the general public. It set my teeth on edge being here, and if anyone else had asked, I would’ve said no.
Sara never once mentioned she could sing. And not just sing, her voice was like a siren’s song, clawing its way into my soul. It vibrated through me until my insides burned with desire. I could understand why the sailors were lured to their deaths, their souls burning with the need to be closer to the angel calling out to them. I wanted to lick every inch of her body and devour her melodic voice with my tongue. I fidgeted in my seat, unable to relieve the pressure of the blood pumping to my dick. I noted several other men in the crowd squirming and eyeing my girl hungrily. I wanted to punch their fucking faces in.
Jesus, Dev.Yourgirl? Sara barely acknowledged you most nights. I gulped down my whiskey to smother the possessive thoughts racing through my mind. But she did invite me here, so that had to mean something, right?
Sara’s voice caressed the last line of the song as the music quieted, and her eyes locked on mine. I winked at her with a smirk, keeping my feelings aloof as possible. She blushed, and I ate up the pink color flushing her skin. The music ended, and the crowd jumped to their feet, whistling and tossing money on the stage. Someone even tossed a red rose at her feet. She turned to pick it up, giving everyone a look at her glorious ass in that tight, sparkling dress. I growled possessively, but the sound was drowned out by the wolf whistles and catcalls of other men. She sniffed the rose delicately and dipped her head in a curtsy, demure and sexy as fuck. Marilyn would have approved. Hell, Mae West, the song’s original singer, would have also enjoyed that show.
Sara left the stage, and five women decorated in feathers and glitter pranced onto it for the next act. I gulped down my whiskey and headed for the bar. A woman with bright-pink hair winked at me, and I eyed her curiously. Did I know her? I didn’t think so. As a bar owner, I had a solid memory for faces, and hers didn’t register. I leaned across the bar and ordered a bottle of champagne.
“Enjoy the show?” Pinky asked with a smile. She was a pretty little thing, but my dick was firmly interested in one woman.
“I did.” I gave her a smirk as the bartender popped the champagne bottle, passing it over with two empty glasses. “I’m off to offer my congratulations to Marilyn.”
Pinky laughed, the sound like the tinkling of bells. “You do that.”
I wasn’t sure what she meant, so I smiled casually and nodded before walking toward the right side of the stage. Performers eyed me curiously as I passed dressing rooms but said nothing as I looked for my Marylin. I finally stopped at the door with her name on it and knocked.
“Come in,” Sara called.
I placed the champagne bottle and glasses in one hand and opened the door. She turned toward me, her eyes going wide as she slipped one of her white silk gloves from her hand.
“Devon.” She breathed my name in surprise, and my dick twitched at the sound.
I needed to hear her calling my name again with my mouth settled between her thighs.
“Well hello, Marilyn.” I smirked, filling one of the glasses with champagne before handing it to her. “That was fucking amazing, Sara.”
She smiled, her dark eyes twinkling a little at the compliment. “Thank you.”
I clinked my glass to hers and watched her throat hungrily as she gulped it down. “I didn’t know you could sing.”
She shrugged, moving to set down her glass and remove the other silk glove.
I slipped closer, stilling her hand. “Allow me.”
I ran my fingers down the silk covering her forearm, and she shivered. I slowly pulled the fabric, releasing her hand. She took another sip of champagne and looked up at me through dark lashes.
“Singing is pretty much the only thing that makes me feel alive.”
My eyes locked on hers, and my hand danced up her arm and across her collarbone. I gripped her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at me, so petite even in stilettos.
“Is that a challenge?”
Her pupils dilated, and she bit into her bottom lip. I tracked the movement with my thumb, and her cheeks flushed.
“It could be.” She whispered the words, and I watched her cleavage rise and fall rapidly as her breathing quickened. She was the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen.
I traced my fingers down her neck, circling across her heaving breasts. I gulped down the last of my champagne and stepped further into her, forcing her to walk back against the vanity table. I set the glass down and braced my arms on either side of her, caging in her tiny frame. Her quick breaths mingled with mine as I brought my lips down close enough to meet hers.
“I want to fuck you like this, all dolled up,” I whispered, and her lips parted in shock. I dropped my head, my tongue grazing her neck and tasting the sweetness of her skin. “And then I want to take you home and fuck you in the shower, all bare and just as beautiful.”
Sara whimpered quietly as I nibbled her ear, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I grabbed her hips and pulled her close, crushing my lips to hers. Her mouth parted, inviting me in, and our tongues clashed as she moaned again, her breasts pressed against my chest. I gripped her tightly, bringing her closer, and she smiled into my kiss as my hard-on pressed into her stomach.
Red lipstick smeared her chin, and my dick twitched, aching for attention from those full lips.
“Turn around,” I ordered, giving her chin a squeeze.
She smirked but listened, and the heady feeling of her obedience heated my veins. Sara faced the mirror, watching me as I unbuttoned the corset top and wrenched it down to reveal her full tits and peaked nipples. She gasped as I reached around and palmed her breasts, tweaking her perfect, pink buds. Her head fell back against my chest, and she moaned, bringing her hands up to meet mine and squeezing her own breasts like a greedy little slut.
My cock twitched at the sight of her coming undone before me. I licked and sucked along her bare neck. She squirmed, pushing her ass into my dick, and I released her with a growl. She turned and dropped to her knees in front of me. Her petite hands made quick work of my jeans, pulling them down with my boxer briefs and taking my very hard cock between her fingers. She looked up at me as she wrapped one hand around my cock, the other squeezing my thigh.
“You look good on your knees, beautiful.” I ground out the words. I needed her mouth on me right fucking now.
She smiled, rubbing her thumb across my slit and following the motion with her tongue. She took my cock into her mouth slowly, and I groaned as her lips wrapped around the head, her tongue sucking me in further.
“Fuck,” I mumbled, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck and urging her deeper.
She hummed, taking me to the back of her throat before pulling out slowly. I looked down, and she grinned.
“Ever had your dick sucked by a singer, Dev?” she asked softly with a smile.
I shook my head, unable to form words at the sight of this goddess in front of me. She winked, her gaze locked on mine as she pumped my shaft and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. She angled her head back, taking my length all the way to the back of her throat, and I shuddered with pleasure. Sara began to hum, and the vibrations pulsed through my cock as she licked and sucked and fucking sang around my dick. Oh fuck.
My hand tightened around the back of her neck, and I urged her on as she hummed her song, sending vibrations through me in waves. Holy shit, I was going to fucking explode.
“Stop,” I commanded, and she looked up at me, pulling my swollen head from her mouth. “Stand up, beautiful.”
She stood, her breasts heaving and her lipstick smeared across her face. I grabbed her roughly and kissed her, my tongue devouring the taste of my own pre-cum in her mouth. I broke the kiss and turned her back to face the mirror. I slipped my hands down her legs and brought the skirt of her dress up over her hips. She was bare beneath it, and blood pulsed to my cock as I gripped her plump ass.
“Are you wet for me, Sara?” I whispered against her neck, and she shivered.
“Yes,” she whispered. ”Dev.”
I nearly came undone as she pleaded my name. I gripped one of her legs and bent it at the knee, propping it on the vanity tabletop in front of her. She closed her eyes and pushed her ass back into my dick.
“Eyes open, beautiful. I want you to watch what I’m going to do to you.”
I dipped my fingers between her thighs and groaned. She was soaking wet. My fingers slid along her slick center, parting her lips as I nibbled her ear. I slid two fingers inside her, groaning as her pussy tightly clamped around them.
She whimpered, her hands kneading her breasts and tugging her nipples. “Dev. More.”
I chuckled against her neck and slipped my fingers out, lining my cock with her drenched pussy. “As you wish, beautiful.”
I slammed into her and groaned as she cried out. I pulled out a few inches, thrusting in again to the hilt and moaned. I wasn’t going to last long. She felt like sin, and I wanted to drown in that feeling.
“Fuck, beautiful. You’re so tight.”
Her body shuddered with pleasure, and I thrust in harder, stretching her with my swelling cock. I reached around and tugged on her clit. Her mouth popped open, and her eyes locked with mine in the mirror. I thrust my hips faster, harder, circling the bundle of nerves between her legs as she cried out, bracing her hands on the mirror, her eyes locked with mine and filled with lust.
“Come for me, baby,” I growled into her ear and bit down on her neck, enough to leave a mark without drawing blood.
She screamed my name, pressing her ass back to meet my thrusts. Her sweet pussy clenched my cock, and I groaned, gripping her hips tighter. I thrust in again and again, rubbing her clit and drawing out her orgasm.
“Oh fuck, Dev,” she moaned.
I lost control, thrusting in once more to the hilt and spilling inside her. Her arms dropped to the vanity as her legs shook, and I wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her from falling forward.
I kissed her neck gently where my teeth left a mark. Sara tilted her head up to meet my gaze in the mirror with a lazy smile.
I winked at her. “I like this look on you.”
“Yeah?” She smirked.
I straightened, letting my cock slide out as my seed dripped down her leg. “Yeah. But I’m still going to enjoy fisting your silvery blue hair in my hands later, beautiful.”
Sara laughed, and the sound had me half hard already. “How could I refuse?”
I smirked back at her and grabbed a washcloth from her vanity, wiping up the mess between her thighs. I released her waist, and she slumped into a chair to take off her heels. I hiked my jeans and boxers back up and ran a hand through my hair. I eyed the knotted wig as she pulled out the pins. I was more than ready to give her that just-fucked look with her real hair later.
“I’ll wait outside for you.” I stepped out of the dressing room.
Performers grinned as they passed me. The music from the club was still loud back here, but I was sure a few of them heard Sara’s screams as they walked by her door. She appeared a few minutes later with her blue hair braided back, dressed in black skinny jeans, a fitted red sweater, and sexy as fuck knee-high boots.
I grinned down at her, grabbing her ass. “I like this look on you even more, beautiful.”
Sara smiled and palmed my half-hard dick through my jeans. “I can tell.”
“We’re leaving. Now.” The words were more of a growl.
This woman made me feel feral. I grabbed her hand and headed out into the club. I kept her close, glaring at anyone who looked at her. But they didn’t know who she was, now that Sara no longer wore the whole Marilyn costume. She was still sexy as fuck, though, and I noted several sets of lecherous eyes looking her way. Mine.
Pinky raised an eyebrow as we passed, and I smiled at her. She glanced at Sara, but my girl merely gave her a grin and looked away, unbothered by the attention. We stepped into the parking lot, and I slid my hand around her waist as I started toward my truck.
“I rode my bike here.” Sara stopped, looking in the opposite direction.
I tugged her toward me. “I’ll bring you back tomorrow to get it. Right now, I’m ready for round two.”
Sara laughed. “Damn, Dev. Who knew you were so wild under all those grouchy looks at the bar?”
I pulled her flush against my chest and squeezed her round ass. “I’m only grouchy when I’m not looking at you, beautiful.”
Sara smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me toward her. I was nearly a foot taller than her, and I snorted as she pressed up on her tiptoes to reach me. I gripped under her ass and lifted her off the ground. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she slammed her lips into mine, her tongue searching hungrily. I nipped her bottom lip, and she bit back.
“So feisty.” I chuckled.
“Only for you,” she teased.
I scoffed. I knew that was a lie. It had to be. This girl was all unfettered fire, but I was happy to burn up in the flames with her for as long as she would have me.
The things I was feeling for Sara were unlike anything else. It didn’t make sense. How did we go from landlord and tenant to this? I wasn’t sure I cared. After tonight, all I wanted was more of her. More of her sweet mouth and her delicious scent. More of her beautiful voice and sassy attitude. I would never get enough of her.