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“I want to go in the back,” Stacey said.

Looking back at her friend, she made sure Stacey could handle it. Stacey was a lot like her. Some men liked to think of them as sweet and innocent. The truth was, they weren’t. They lived life to the full, and they did it together.

Following after Kitty, they entered the back part of the club. She was surprised to see a lot more of the club mingling, including Leo, Paul, Damon, Sean, and Pixie. James was sitting at a table playing cards. There was no actual sex or spanking going on. The room was … tame.

Pixie spotted her first, and nudged James.

She didn’t stop and moved toward the table. They were not in one of the booths, so she was able to get to James. Straddling his lap, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He placed his cards on the table. She didn’t know what Kitty or Stacey went and did. Her only focus was on the man in front of her.

“I missed you, a lot.” She pressed her lips to his.

“I couldn’t come and join you. I got the warning that it was a girly night.”

“And so it was. You know on a girly night the girls, they talk about everything, and you know what I found out?” she asked.

His hands rested on her hips, holding her in place. “No, what have you learned?”

“That you hold out a lot on me. You’re not a liar, yet you’re not truthful. I can’t be pissed because you’re not lying about it. All you’re doing is not talking about it, and that I don’t like.”

She started to work his jacket off his shoulders, next came his shirt, which she tugged up. Cora wasn’t kind either as she did it. She sank her nails into his skin, and watched him wince a little. He made no move to stop her.

Eyes were on her from the men in the room. Kitty Cat and Stacey had disappeared off into the background.

James moved his hands up to the top of her dress and started to work the straps down her body. She began to gyrate her hips on his lap.

Cora felt the hard length of his cock pressing against her core, and she moaned wanting it deep within her pussy.

“What have I not told you about?”

“You keep me at arms’ length and don’t tell me your secrets about the club. It’s a good job I make friends easily. I wouldn’t know you’ve got this whole new world without me.”

“I don’t want to scare you off.”

“You think fucking me in front of your club will scare me off?” Cora asked.

This was invigorating. She’d not been this excited in a long time. With the eyes of his men on her, she wanted to make James the envy of the entire room. Over the

past couple of days, and all of today, she’d noticed he kept mostly to himself when they were in the group. She’d seen him arguing with Pixie, and she’d overheard the brothers talking about his shock. None of the women picked James over Pixie. His scar terrified them.

James’s scar didn’t terrify her. She found it sexy, and beautiful, a testament to what he’d suffered.

Stepping away from him, she wiggled out of her innocent looking dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and from the bulge in his pants, James was very happy about that. Biting her lip, she turned around, presenting him with her ass. Wiggling her butt, she removed the thong she was wearing.

“Fucking hell, James is one lucky bastard.” One of the boys spoke up. She didn’t know who, and she didn’t care. This was all for James.

Kneeling down on the floor, she crawled toward him. As far as she was concerned, James was going to be the envy of every single man in this room.

She gripped his belt buckle, and with her gaze still on him, she began to reveal his rock hard cock. The moment he sprang free, he gave a relieved sigh. Gripping the length of his cock, she started to lick from the base up to the root, lavishing it with her mouth. He groaned out, finally sinking his fingers into her hair. She gazed up at him, and it was like his eyes glowed with arousal. He knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to push her.

Taking the whole head of him into her mouth, she sucked him deep into her throat.

In the background, she heard their strangled cries. James was holding on to what little control he clearly had. He shook a little.

Searching his pocket, she found his condom. Releasing his cock, she tore into the packet, sliding the latex down his cock, before getting up. Straddling his waist, she slammed her lips down on his while he guided her down the length of his cock. She gasped without breaking the kiss she was taking.

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