"Finn!" Oakley scolds, smacking his arm, and my concentration flies out the window.
But then I remember, if I lose—I get to give Fallon amind-blowingorgasm, and that sounds better than Finn's BJ.
"Fuck it." I slam the darts on the table and grab Fallon's hand. "Be right back," I tell Finn and Oakley while dragging her behind me.
"What are you doing?" she squeals, trying to keep up as I hustle down the hallway toward the bathrooms.
"Marking off one of yourNever Have I Evers."
Sex in a public place.
"Here?" she whisper-hisses.
I pull her into the unisex bathroom and lock the door. Luckily, it's only a one-stall, but the bar is packed, so it won't be long before someone's knocking.
"Jeans to your ankles, baby. We gotta do this quickly."
"Is thisyouforfeiting?" she teases as she unbuttons and lowers the zipper.
"Call it whatever you want as long as I get to taste you." I push her against the door and move her feet as wide as they'll go. "I have a question to ask you first."
"What's that?"
"Come with me as my date to the festival tomorrow?" I ask, probing her entrance with my finger and coating it with her juices.
"What? I thought I was already going with you?"
"As Fallon, thejournalist."
"What's the difference?" she asks.
I drop to my knees, lick up her slit and twirl my tongue over her clit. "I want everyone to know that while you're here,you're mine."
"That's ridiculous. I still have to work. The festival is the main reason I'm here,” she explains between panting and pulling my hair.
I continue eating her delicious cunt and bringing her closer to the edge, but not quite over it.
"Say you'll be my date, Fallon." I shove two fingers inside her tight core. "Say yes, and I'll let you come."
"That's blackmail," she hisses, arching her hips to meet my mouth.
I reach up and palm her breast before plucking a nipple. Then I lean back and continue my sweet torture with my fingers.
"Call it whatever you want, sweetheart. But if you want this orgasm, you'll say the words I want to hear."
I want to hold her hand and kiss her without people thinking she's being unprofessional. They won't think twice about it if they know we're together. Plus, I don't want any asshats hitting on her.
She grinds down on my palm, desperately trying to do it herself. I press tender kisses above her clit, and she groans out in frustration as she attempts to shove my head lower.
"You're so needy, my love." I tease her clit for a few seconds, building her pleasure before backing away. "I want everyone to know you're taken," I explain.
Regardless of our time limit, she's mine to keep as long as she's in my house.
"Levi, please...I was so close."
"I'll give you exactly what you need, baby. Just say—"
"Fine!Yes. Yes, whatever you want. Now touch me," she demands, rocking her hips and seeking my mouth.