Tonight she would be the dirty girl she rarely let out of her cage.
Spencer’s gaze roamed the crowd while Alana droned on and Kelly waited for him to see her. To her surprise and disgust, he gripped the elbow of a slinky redhead draped over the end of the bar. Nina. Of course. Her heart stuttered as he leaned down to whisper in her ear before stepping back. Apparently Nina didn’t want him to let go so soon. She grabbed his cock, stroking rapidly while Spencer looked suitably torn.
Bastard.
Kelly turned toward the scrawny guy on her left. He’d made a few jokes about her looking good enough to eat. Thus far she’d ignored his remarks. But he had an unoccupied mouth and now was an excellent time to show her appreciation for that fact.
She leaned in and locked her lips on his without announcing her intention. To his credit, he didn’t seem surprised by her overture. Those sorts of moves were probably de rigueur here.
She didn’t resist when he slipped his tongue between her lips. He reeked of beer. Ugh. The smell made her gag, but at least he didn’t try to stab her with his thrusting tongue.
“I knew you wanted it, baby.” He broke the kiss to lick her ear. Normally that would’ve turned her on. Not now. “I bet you’re imagining my tongue inside you, aren’t you?”
She tried not to shudder. And not in a good way. “No, not until you said that.”
Wrenching her head away, she shifted her gaze to Spencer, who was watching her with lust burning in his eyes. Nina still rubbed his groin—and he clearly wasn’t stopping her—but his expression made it evident who he wanted.
Thank God.
“Earth to Kelly.” Alana smacked her knee. “What the hell’s gotten into you?” she whispered, jutting her chin at the guy who chose that moment to begin massaging Kelly’s breasts.
Kelly moistened her lips, surprised to feel herself getting wet. When would she ever learn about taking her games too far? She opened her mouth to answer but her new buddy picked that moment to pinch her nipples roughly. Her body shot into overdrive.
Speech went out the window as she focused on Spencer. Electricity shot between them, connecting them even while other people touched their bodies.
He wouldn’t hesitate to fuck her tonight.
The primal heat rising between them combined with her building anticipation pulled a raw moan from her throat. Somehow he seemed to hear her. His shoulders braced, his jaw tightened. He started to step closer but Nina wound her arms around his neck, grinding against him unabashedly. His wide hands came up to palm her ass cheeks and just the sight of those long, thick fingers spreading made Kelly’s back arch, driving her breasts outward for her new pal to caress.
“I’ve created a monster.” Shaking her head, Alana hopped off her stool. “See ya later, Kel. Don’t have so much fun you forget the raincoats.”
Raincoats? Kelly frowned. Oh yeah, condoms. Well, duh. She’d only be making sure one guy used a condom, because she might let some stranger paw her and toy with her tongue, but she sure as hell wouldn’t be letting him into her body.
Even games had limits.
“You like giving BJs?” The guy who was decidedly not Spencer mumbled in her ear. “Because I could really use one right now.”
Her mind revolted at the idea but the devil on her shoulder demanded to see how far Spencer would go. Or better, how far he would let her go.
A little warning bell went off in her head. Being a tease wasn’t cool. If Spencer didn’t come over, could she go through with this? For all she knew, he’d be happy to watch her suck off another guy. Look where they were, for cripes’ sake.
“What’s your name?” she asked throatily, hoping she sounded seductive rather than nervous.
“Gary. Yours?”
She didn’t want to tell him. Why giving him her name seemed more personal than her mouth, she didn’t know. “I like them just fine,” she said instead, swallowing hard as he started undoing his belt.
Weren’t there areas here that were off-limits for sexual activity? The dance floor, she’d thought, but she’d seen some dubious things there last night. Then she noticed two chicks with their hands between each other’s legs and decided anything went pretty much anywhere.
She watched Gary open his zipper. This was really going to happen. Unless she got out of there in a hurry, she was about to give a blowjob to a complete stranger in front of a room of more strangers, her boss and, somewhere, her best friend.
Surreal didn’t begin to cover it.
Gary, to his credit, kissed her again before he directed her hand to his cock. She tried to relax, telling herself none of this meant anything. Other people enjoyed Kink and so could she. For all she knew, Spencer could be getting a BJ of his own. Not that she dared look at him. She was afraid to see something that hurt as much as it aroused.
“C’mon, baby, suck me. Now.”
So much for dipping a toe into the pool of public screwing. As her fingers brushed hot, smooth skin, she jerked back, but not in revulsion. Someone had his hand in her hair and it sure wasn’t Gary.