I didn’t care about them.
My eyes stayed with Ava as we inched into the room, the door closing behind me. There were a dozen rows of chairs, with people interspersed throughout the room. Ava walked straight toward the last row, resigned to being a voyeur for the rest of the show.
I loved pushing her buttons.
I sat in a chair in the middle of the row and pulled her onto my lap. Resting my hand on her hip, I tapped my fingers and watched her. She kept nibbling on her bottom lip, her fear shaking through me.
“Why are you so scared, little lamb?” I whispered in her ear. “Is it because you’re afraid you’ll like it?”
She swiveled on my lap to look at me. “I don’t have a lot of experience with this stuff.”
I laughed.
Fuck, she’s cute.
“You mean sex?” I stroked her cheek with my knuckles. “Are you a virgin, college girl?”
She shook her head, and dark hair fell in front of her eyes. “No, but my dad never let me date. So I’ve never even had a boyfriend. The few times I had sex, it was with a stranger and didn’t last long.”
I lifted her so she was straddling me, with her heels digging into my back. “Have you ever let a man taste you?”
Her chest rose and fell as she looked at me. “Stefan licked my pussy before I left the club.”
“Hmmm…” I rubbed her bottom lip with the pad of my thumb and shoved it into her mouth. “You can suck a cock, right?”
She bobbed her head. “Nico showed me.”
“Oh, did he now?” I grinned like a fucking idiot. “What did he teach you?”
Ava sucked on my thumb as our eyes met, rocking her hips into my hard cock. “He showed me what men like.”
“Good girl.” I smeared her saliva across her lips. “What else did you learn from my brother?”
“Do you want me to show you?”
I nodded. “Fuck, yeah.”
“After you cum, I want to feel your tongue ring on my pussy.”
I stuck out my tongue and flicked the barbell. “Deal. Now get on your knees, good girl.”
She dropped to the floor between my legs, placing her hands on my knees. “Why do all of you call me good girl? I’m not as good as you think.”
“No?” I waggled my eyebrows at her. “What’s the worst thing you’ve done?”
Her hands trembled as she unbuttoned my dress pants and rolled down the zipper. “This, I guess. I’ve never been to a sex club before.”
I shook my head, laughing. “Compared to us, you’re a fucking saint. But, baby, you’re going to be so bad for us.”
I whipped out my cock, and she gasped, eyes wide.
“Oh, my God.” Her mouth dropped in shock. “You have so many… piercings.”
Most women had the same reaction.
She ran her finger up my shaft, over the top of the six bars pierced straight across the skin. “Does this hurt?”
“Nope. Feels good.”