Chapter 23 #3
“Why don’t you find out?” Charlie peers up at me from beneath thick lashes, and my grip on her wide hips tightens.
“Right here? In a seedy hallway, with the chief of police barely out of sight. My, my, Tink,” I whisper, running the tip of my nose up the slender curve of her throat, reveling in her full-body shiver. “I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“That’s because you don’t really know me as well as you think you do,” she counters with a playful wink, and damn if I don’t like that side of her.
“But you’re right. I’m not really into exhibitionism.
Fortunately for us, there just so happens to be a storage room that’s never locked and barely sees any traffic, and it’s right…
” She gives my earlobe a sharp tug with her teeth as she points to somewhere over my right shoulder, “Over there.”
I turn my head and immediately spot the door she’s talking about. The one sitting right next to the emergency exit with a rusted metal sign that reads, Staff Only. The words taunt me just as much as the wanton woman currently rubbing herself against me like a cat in heat.
Goddamn, I want her. Excess adrenaline and the threat of violence always makes me want to fuck, and she’s practically begging me to work all this leftover tension out on her. The corner of my mouth tugs up, and I give her a roguish grin.
“We'd better be quick about it. Maddox is a suspicious bastard, and if we’re not back within the next ten minutes, he’ll come looking.”
“Well, why are we still standing here talking? Lead the way.” She doesn’t have to tell me twice. Grabbing a firm hold of her hand, I drag her down the darkened hall at a punishing pace.
Her throaty laugh bounces off the walls as I test the handle, and I send a quick thank you to the heavens when the door springs open.
Shoving her into the room, I kick it shut behind us, cloaking us in total darkness.
I blindly run the palm of my hand over the concrete wall beside the trim, and a few moments later, the small space is bathed in a warm glow.
Letting my eyes wander around the room, I scope out the best spot for our purposes and settle on a chest freezer nestled between a couple of metal shelving units.
At first glance, it seems to be the perfect height for what I have in mind, and I take a step forward, stalking my prey.
Charlie’s breath hitches, and she retreats, backing up until her thighs bump into the freezer.
I’ve got her exactly where I want her as I place my palms on the lid on either side of her, successfully caging her in.
Not that she looks like she wants to escape.
The rapid rise and fall of her chest and the way she digs her teeth into her plump bottom lip tell me exactly how much she wants to be here.
I nuzzle my face into the crook of her neck and gift her with a series of open-mouthed kisses that cause her head to fall to the side, giving me better access.
“I want you so fucking bad,” I admit in a voice I don’t recognize. I prove my claim by thrusting my painful hard-on into the soft swell of her belly, releasing a low grunt at the contact.
“Then take me,” she whispers, interlocking her arms behind my neck so I can swoop her up and deposit her onto the cold surface.
Her sinfully short dress slides upward, bunching around her waist, and I can’t go another second without touching her.
Running my palm up the inside of her thigh, I don’t stop until I get to her dripping wet pussy.
Her soft, bare pussy. I release a tortured groan and rest my forehead against hers as I meet her pleading eyes.
“You naughty girl. Are you telling me you’ve been sitting beside me with nothing covering this beautiful cunt all night?”
“I wanted to be ready for you. Just in case.” I blow out a heavy breath, screwing my eyes shut when my cock gives an eager little jump.
“Fuck, Charlie. I love it when you think ahead.” Without further warning, I drop to my knees and push her thighs up and out to accommodate the wide set of my shoulders.
Charlie releases a surprised squeal when the first swipe of my tongue flicks over her engorged clit.
Her swollen flesh muffles my answering growl, as I lap up her juices and inhale her maddening scent.
“You taste so damn sweet. Like honey and sin. Has anyone ever told you that you have the most gorgeous, little pussy. I could eat you all night, but we’d better make this quick.
” I don’t give her time to prepare before I plunge a couple of fingers into her tight channel, curling the tips to hit that spongy spot inside her that instantly has her moaning like no one has ever made her feel as good as I do.
The wet, sucking sound echoing through the room is obscene and has my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I flatten my tongue and give her one last, languid stroke, all the way from her entrance to the top of her lips, before I suction my mouth to her perfect clit and give it a hard suck.
“Oh my God, Cole,” she wails, leaning back on her elbows and watching me with rapt attention, eyes swimming with liquid heat.
I jump to my feet and dig a condom out of my wallet, tearing the foil packet open with my teeth and rolling it onto my hard length.
Rubbing the head through her glistening seam, I use her arousal as lubricant before I lock gazes with the gorgeous woman beneath me and push home.
Her mouth falls open on a gasp, back arching and her gorgeous tits rising toward me. I wrap my hands around her thighs to pull her onto me, burying myself deeper and deeper with each forward motion.
“Goddamn it, Tink. How are you so fucking tight?” I ask through gritted teeth, already ten seconds from blowing.
That familiar tingle starts up at the base of my spine, and I lean over her to deliver a brutal kiss.
Our tongues tangle in a desperate dance as I piston my hips, over and over again, swallowing up every moan, sigh, and whimper falling from her bruised lips.
I straighten, squeezing a full breast through the thin fabric of her dress and teasing her pebbled nipple as I go.
Then I continue on, sliding a hand over her taut abdomen and between her splayed legs, where I work the pad of my thumb over her slick pearl in firm, tight circles that have her gyrating her hips in an effort to chase her own release.
“I’m so fucking close. Come for me, baby. Give it to me,” I demand as my hips jerk forward of their own accord. I pinch her sensitive nub in a last-ditch effort to take her over the edge with me.
A long, keening sound crawls up her throat and I feel her pussy clench around me, milking me for everything I’m worth. My cock pulses violently as spurt after spurt hits the inside of the condom.
I think I hear my name somewhere in the distance, but my deep groan of pleasure drowns out the sound.
Throwing my head back, I ignore the niggling sensation as I ride out what is surely the most intense orgasm of my life.
My knees knock together, legs like jelly, as I half collapse onto her and rest my forehead on the cool concrete wall at her back.
“Holy shit, woman. I came so hard I almost blew my back out.”
Charlie’s weak giggle tickles the side of my neck, and I manage to peel myself off her just enough to take in her amused expression.
She’s a stunning sight, with her kiss-swollen lips and unruly mop of tousled autumn hair.
The flushed cheeks and satiated look on her face.
Her moss-green irises almost appear black as she stares up at me in wide-eyed wonder.
She looks well and truly fucked, and something that feels a lot like affection swells in my chest, making me want to freeze this moment in time so I can remember the way she looks sprawled out beneath me forever.
Someone calls my name again, and this time there’s no mistaking Maddox’s deep baritone.
There’s a loud thump, and the door to the storage room bursts open a split-second before my friend appears in the doorway like a fire-breathing dragon.
I do my best to cover Charlie with my body, as I throw him a menacing glare over my shoulder.
“Avert your eyes, woman,” Mads barks, before he directs a bug-eyed Dee out of the room and back into the hallway.
He makes a feeble attempt to cover the upper half of his face while simultaneously closing the door enough to give us some semblance of privacy.
“False alarm. They’re okay. Trust me, you don’t want to see this.
It’ll traumatize you for the rest of your life. ”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Mads,” I mutter, pulling Charlie up and making sure her dress is covering her nether regions before pulling up my own jeans. “What the fuck are you doing kicking the damn door down? Can’t you knock like a normal person?”
“Knock? In the back room of a bar? Why the fuck would I knock? Besides, my hollering your name for everyone and their mother to hear should’ve given you a clue that your little fuck-fest was about to be interrupted.
At the very least, you could’ve pulled up your pants to spare me the sight of your hairy balls swinging in the wind. ”
“And I would’ve, had I been coherent enough to hear you,” I clap back, giving a beet red Charlie a hand up before asking, “Where’s the fire anyway?”