“I’ve always kept to myself, never wanted to be the center of attention.”
“That’s not ugly.”
“No, but I wanted to tell you how much you make me feel like the center of your attention.”
“And you hate it?”
“No. Not at all.”
At my admission, he pulls my face down to his, taking my lips in a kiss I’ll never forget. It’s the first one that has ever made me feel like Iam the only person this wonderful man ever wants to kiss again, like my lips make him happy.
Leo devours my mouth. That expert tongue dances with mine, and soon, my body starts heating. My hips move against his lap as I straddle him. His solid length grows, but he groans, breaking our kiss and gripping my hips with force. A shameless moan escapes me, and I remember our surroundings. Quickly, I look around for anyone who might be down here with us.
“Are we alone?”
He nods, a look of mischief on his face. “Would you have stopped if I said no?”
“My natural response is to say of course. I’m a lady. But honestly, with you, I’m not so sure I want to stop.”
“Even if someone comes down here and sees us?”
The thought of someone walking in on this beautiful man taking me is enticing.
“So, what if they do?” I purr, letting my words hang, and a wicked grin slides across my face. I’m loving the idea but nervous for his reaction.
Leo licks his lips in contemplation and rocks his hard length against me, making me hum. “Is that what you want? Someone to see my fat cock disappearing into your sweet wet pussy?”
I gasp at the vulgar words but absorb them into my body, sending a thrill of excitement up my spine and a pool of lust to my core. My mouth is agape as I stare down at him. A moment passes, and his sexy confident smile slips.
“I’m so—”
“Yes!” I say before he can take it back. “Yes, I want that. Without the going-to-jail part, please.”
He nods in agreement and looks around. “I got a plan.”
Suddenly, we’re up, those strong arms of his lifting me to my feet without struggle. God, it feels so good to be with a man who isn’t afraid to manhandle me, who is strong enough to hold and love my weight.
We quickly shed our gear, and Leo grabs my hand,pulling me along as we weave through the game room. A set of iron spiraling stairs are in the back, and when we climb them, we’re in a dark office. The only light is a soft blue glow from the bar. The walls are windows, and suddenly, we’re surrounded by several bustling party goers. Yet we’re still alone in the private office.
“Where are we?”
“VIP room,” he says, locking the door leading to the party and kicking the one on the floor we came up through.
There are black leather couches spread around the small space, and I turn in a circle, taking it all in. “They can’t see us?” I wave to the couple dancing on the other side of the glass, but it’s obviously a one-way glass, giving us complete privacy with the illusion of being seen.
“Sure, they can, and they can hear every sound you’re going to make for me.”
The dark tone is back, and excitement courses through my veins. Facing the window, I look back over my shoulder with a smile.
“Is that so?”
He nods. Goosebumps rise on my skin, and I feel the heat of his body before it eclipses me.
“What are you going to do to me for these sounds?”
“Everything.”
His tongue darts out to lick his lips before they come crashing to mine. In a hungry fight for control, I push his shoulder, turning and pressing his back against the glass window. There’s a couple of girls on the other side, and I grin, feeling heady with power. This man, who could easily have anyone here, wants me. Before he can fight me, I fall to my knees.