Chapter Ten
“Need another drink,” I muttered, not even sure if anyone heard me as they all began their own conversations about nothing.
I stepped inside, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness before zeroing in on what I wanted. There was a lot of noise and laughter as five kids dodged and weaved through tables and chairs while Hadley tried to catch them with a blindfold over her eyes.
I smirked. Making my way toward her. “Ham, take the kids back outside. Let them burn off some energy.”
Harlyn took off out the door immediately, the other four running after her. Macy stopped for a brief second, her little body wrapping around my leg in a quick hug before she disappeared too. Ham trudging along behind her—the life of a prospect.
Hadley began to disentangle the makeshift blindfold from her eyes, but I grabbed her hand. “Leave it.” I guided her through the mess of tables to the hallway. She followed my lead, not speaking, just allowing me control. And I couldn’t help but love it.
I opened the door to the meeting room where we held church, closing it softly with my foot as I guided her with my hands at her hips over to the table. Spinning her body to face me, I lifted her onto the hard wooden surface.
“Leo?” Her hand reached out, touching my face softly. Her fingers danced across the scruff of my beard. I positioned myself between her legs, spreading them to allow me to move closer. “What are you doing?”
“Finishing what we started.” My mouth claimed hers in a second, not even allowing her a chance to take a breath. Her lips were soft and supple, a perfect contrast to the way I was about to attack them.
Her hands clutched at my cut, pulling her body up and leaning into the kiss. She wanted this as much as I did. One of my hands went to her throat, and I used my thumb to angle her jaw upward into the position I wanted it. The other went to her lower back, pushing her body forward so her center was pressed right against the aching bulge in my jeans.
Fuck. I was so hard for her I could barely stand it. I desperately wanted to rip them off and shove my cock into her warm wet mouth. Any other club whore and I would have done just that, but not with her. I wanted to take my time. Explore her. Find out what makes her hot, what turns her on. Our mouths dueled, and when I finally pulled back, she was completely breathless.
“Op told us to stay away from you guys until the family was gone.”
The blindfold still covered her eyes, part of me wanted to see them, but the devil in me needed her to keep it on. I wanted her to feel everything. She would have to rely on her senses. It would make it all that much more intense and heighten her pleasure. And right now, I was desperate to give her as much pleasure as she could handle.
“Don’t give a shit what Op said. I came to you. I get to do whatever the fuck I like,” I told her, my lips brushing at the side of her mouth. My hand still around her throat, I moved it lower so my palm was against her chest. Pushing gently, I coaxed her back so she was lying against the hard wood.
I watched her mouth as my hands guided down her body, drifting over the curve of her breasts and over her flat stomach. She licked her lips, the movement making me want her mouth again.
But I had better ideas.
I wanted to taste her.
I worked her jeans open, hooking my fingers inside and pulling them down her legs before tossing them over my shoulder. I could hear her breaths becoming shallower, like the excitement of what was happening was stealing the air from her lungs, and she was fighting to breathe.
She had on a sexy pair of red lacy boy short panties and with her legs spread to the side, I could already see the wetness in their center. I palmed my cock, attempting to tame him so I wouldn’t just drop my pants and thrust straight into her.
The panties came off next. Her pussy lips glistening with moisture as she lay bared to me. Ready and waiting.
“Leo,” she whispered softly.
“It’s coming, baby. Be patient,” I reassured her as I just took the moment to appreciate her beauty.
“I need you,” she pleaded again.
I picked up each of her legs and placed her heels on the edge of the table. My hands worked their way up the smooth skin of her thighs as I lowered my head. They wormed under her shirt and bra, and I palmed both her breasts firmly as my tongue came out and ran the entire length of her slit.
She sucked in a deep breath, and it shook as the tip of my tongue hit her clit. “Oh my gosh.”
Oh my fucking gosh, was right.
She tasted amazing. I pulled her nipples in between my fingers as I went back for more.
I licked and sucked like a starving man.
Her hips and back bowed off the table, craving more, searching for my mouth.
“Fuck,” she moaned. “Leo… fuck… more… please.” Her hands scratched at the table. Something was building inside her, and it was driving her crazy. I was fucking making her crazy. My mouth continued its work, lapping at the tiny bud and sending pleasure soaring through her.