22

Half an hour later, Benjamin and his buyer are escorted out by the police. I turn to my friends and announce:

“— Now that this is sorted, please don’t interrupt me again. I don’t want to hear if the club is on fire, if aliens have invaded Earth, or if a zombie apocalypse has started—I have no interest.”

“— We didn’t stop you on purpose, Thorne,” Seth declares.

“— I wanted to leave, but the youngest one—” Seth elbows our friend in the ribs. “—But Seth”—he corrects—“thought I might get distracted from the mission and want to join in.”

I roll my eyes.

“— It was a situation that required your presence, you know that.”

“— I do, but it’s over now. I’m heading home. Make sure Liv gets dropped off at her place.”

“— Of course.”

“— As if you needed reminding,” Raffi grumbles, but I don’t waste another minute with them.

I turn and climb the stairs two at a time, my eyes scanning the mezzanine until they lock onto the blonde hair. Brooke is sitting in one of the armchairs with a blue drink more vibrant than the dress barely covering her thighs.

When her gaze meets mine, she takes a sip of her drink while crossing and uncrossing her legs slowly, deliberately, so I can glimpse between them. Good to know our brief break didn’t make her change her mind.

“— What was the problem?” she asks as I sit beside her.

“— They were trying to sell drugs in the club, but Darius caught them in time. We’ve informed the police, and they took both the seller and the buyer.” I debate internally whether to tell her it was the same asshole she was kissing last week. I decide she deserves to know, even if it leads to a discussion that might drastically change my plans for tonight.

“— Good thing Darius was around then. Was it someone we know?” she asks, sucking on the straw, and my mind forgets the decision for a moment, imagining her sucking on something else. My cock throbs in response to the mental image.

“— Benjamin,” I declare, and she nods.

“— You’re not going to say: ‘I told you so’?”

“— I don’t need to.” I drape an arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer and tracing circles on the bare skin of her arm. “You already did.”

“— Boring.” She turns her face to me with her lips pressed in irritation, but I lean in, pressing my mouth against hers in an attempt to soothe her anger, and I can taste the sweet cocktail on her tongue.

Her free hand grips the back of my neck, and I deepen the kiss. I make sure to cover her thigh with one hand, so no one else can glimpse more than they should. This turns out to be a double-edged sword, as the temptation to slide my fingers up and grasp her ass proves difficult to resist. All I want is to shove my hand between her legs, feel her pussy clenching my fingers again while her moans fill the air.

I nip at her lower lip, sucking on it, before trailing kisses down her jaw to her ear. Her floral perfume seems concentrated there.

“— How about we get out of here, Sunshine?” I suggest, nibbling on her earlobe and slightly raising my fingers under the fabric of her dress. She gasps, pressing her chest against me.

“— Take me home, Thorne,” she says in a tone I’ve never heard before but is extremely seductive.

I stand and offer my hand, which she takes. As we head down, I notice she’s looking around the crowd.

“— What’s wrong?”

“— I left my phone with Liv; I can’t let her know I’m leaving,” she explains, stretching as if she might find her friend in the crowd.

I take out my phone and type a message in our group chat:

Kyle: Brooke left her phone with Olivia. Let her know that she’s gone home and try not to forget to grab it before she leaves.

“— I’ve notified the group, Brooke,” I say, placing a hand on the small of her back as we head to the side exit where the staff parking is.

As I drove straight from Hades’ Men Corp headquarters, I brought my Harley Davidson today. I stop at one of the lockers, grab two helmets, and then approach the blonde who is already leaning against my bike. “Damn, it looks like a catalog photo. Too sexy,” I think as I take in the scene.

I give her a quick kiss on the lips before handing her one of the helmets and putting mine on. I sit on the bike and turn to her, who seems to be figuring out the best way to do the same, but she’s wearing a dress. Brooke shakes her head and moves closer, holding onto my shoulders before settling against my back. My entire body seems to be aware that she’s pressed against me with her legs spread, with nothing covering her delicious pussy.

“Focus, Thorne. You just need to get home.”

Her arms wrap around my torso, and I start the bike, feeling her press against me, likely because the night air is cold against her skin. I slow down so the wind doesn’t hit her too harshly.

Once we leave the avenue, leaving Underworld behind, her hands start caressing my abdomen with slow movements. Her fingers slide lower and lower, clearly having more confidence in my self-control than she should, as she moves her hand down to stroke the fly of my pants. The little troublemaker grabs my cock, which starts to respond to the attention, and my hand involuntarily tightens on the throttle. This is it, she’s going to kill us.

I stop at a traffic light, lift the visor of my helmet, and turn my face back.

“— Brooke…” I remove one hand from the handlebars to stroke her thigh, squeezing it to get her attention.

“— What?” she asks, pretending to be innocent.

“— The idea of fucking you against my Harley is extremely tempting, Sunshine, but tonight I want to take my time with you. I don’t want to rush because I’m afraid of getting caught, so behave, we’re almost home, and please try not to kill us,” I say, sliding my hand along her skin before returning to guide the bike.

By some miracle, the blonde wraps her hands around my abdomen, and we manage to get home. As soon as I park in the garage, I feel her grip loosen and her warmth disappear as she dismounts, balancing on her heels. I turn off the engine and remove my helmet just in time to see her shake out her blonde locks as she removes hers.

“— Where were we?” I ask, standing up and wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her against me. Brooke smiles, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“— I think you have a promise to keep,” she murmurs, biting her lower lip.

I lean in and ask, with my mouth almost touching hers with every word:

“— And what promise would that be?”

“She wants me to make up for leaving her without making her come, after pushing her to the limit,” she says and kisses me.

Her tongue seeks entrance, and as soon as I grant it, she explores and teases mine. Her hand grips my neck, pulling at the short strands of my hair. My hands slide down to her ass, and I lift her up. Brooke wraps her toned legs around my back, and I start walking towards the front door, breaking the kiss as I move.

Her hands move to my chest, and her fingers work to unbutton my shirt. She plants kisses on my neck and grinds against my hard-on, which is already impatient to be buried inside her. We reach the door to the house, and I press Brooke against the wood while I search for my keys in my pocket.

She grips my neck and pulls my face towards hers, claiming my lips in a passionate kiss. The touch of her fingers burns on my skin, and I can’t wait to get rid of the rest of the clothes that separate us.

I’m forced to pull away to open the door. As soon as I get inside, I almost drop Brooke when the three dogs rush up to me.

Brooke laughs and clings to me even more, wrapping her legs and arms around me. My hands move to massage her ass as I readjust her in my lap.

“Cerberus, get out and take your brothers with you,” I complain to him, kicking the door to close it behind us.

The three dogs look at the blonde in my lap as if waiting for her permission to leave. I paid a good amount for Cerberus to obey me, and she simply stole him from me.

“Not now, boys,” she says to them, and they lower their heads and head to the kitchen. Brooke looks back at me with a mischievous smile on her lips.

“That’s because you spoil them too much,” I complain, heading for the stairs.

Brooke tilts her face towards mine, and I think she’s going to kiss me, but she moves to my ear instead.

“I can spoil you too, Ky, if you hurry.” She grinds deliciously against my erection, which is now uncomfortable, being trapped.

I start climbing the stairs, and Brooke rests her head in the crook of my neck, moaning each time my movements make her bounce in my lap. On the third step, she begins to grind every time my cock hits her belly, making me groan with pleasure.

I manage four more steps before pressing her back against the stair railing to look into her darkened green eyes filled with desire.

“If you keep teasing me, we’ll have two options: either I fuck you on these stairs, or we’ll roll down them, and if we don’t die, I’ll fuck you in the middle of the entry hall,” I threaten. At least that was the intention, but the blonde’s response in my arms was to rub against me even more.

“Promises, promises…”

I smack her ass, and she moans in my ear. I hold her firmly, rushing to get to my room before my most basic instincts take over and I have her right here. Brooke deserves more than that, especially for our first time. I make a mental note that if this happens again, I’ll make her pay for all my restraint.

When I reach the upper floor, Brooke kisses me again, sucking my lower lip into her hot mouth and continuing to grind in my lap. I grip her ass and press her against my cock as I walk with determined steps to my bed.

I lay the blonde down on the dark gray sheets, trailing kisses down her neck and chest. My hands follow the movement, sliding the straps of her dress down to expose her breasts. I feel a smile forming as I take one of her rosy nipples into my mouth.

Brooke moans and arches her chest further against my mouth, sucking her right breast while my hand massages the left.

The blonde pushes my head down. I think about making her pay for all the teasing, but her desire is the same as mine.

I slide her dress up to her waist, and she helps me remove it by lifting her hips. I pause for a moment, memorizing the image of her there—hair spread out on the mattress, eyes full of desire, red and swollen lips, perfectly sized breasts for my hands, golden and soft skin from her belly to the top of her thighs.

As if to help me better admire her body, Brooke opens her legs, giving me a perfect view of her sex, and I can see the moisture there.

My need to taste her again takes over, and I lean over her body, licking the length of her large lips. Her back arches off the mattress as she moans.

“You’re too delicious,” my voice is nothing more than a grunt. “Seriously, I think I might end up addicted.”

I don’t wait for a response and slide my arms under her legs, pulling her closer to me. I open her large lips with my tongue until I find her clit and suck on it. Brooke grinds against my face, rubbing her lubrication in my mouth. I alternate between licking and sucking, exploring her whole pussy, teasing her entrance with my tongue. The blonde writhes, her moans growing louder.

Sliding one hand along the inside of her thigh to her belly, I penetrate her with a finger and continue sucking her. I lift my gaze to find her staring at me, one hand gripping her breast, and the sight makes my cock throb. I want to bury myself inside her and feel her clenching around me, just as she’s doing with the finger inside her.

A second finger joins the first, moving in and out.

“Kyle…” she moans my name, squeezing her thighs around me. “More…”

I increase the speed of my fingers and, with my thumb, stimulate her clit. Her ragged breathing mixed with moans makes me believe she’s close, along with the way she rides my hand.

“Come for me, Sunshine.” It’s as if my words are the key to a lock. Her channel’s walls crush me as her entire body convulses. I keep sucking her pussy and stimulating her, my eyes hypnotized by her expression of pleasure, until she collapses on the bed with a satisfied smile.

“As I said, addictive,” I say, licking my fingers, one by one, while keeping my eyes locked on hers.

I move up, leaving wet kisses across her body, but her hand pulls my head towards her, claiming my lips and invading my mouth with her tongue. Her kiss is fiery. Her legs cross around my back, pressing my cock against her wet sex.

“You’re still too dressed,” she murmurs against my lips.

Her hands go back to the buttons of my shirt. I’ve never wanted to be wearing a T-shirt that’s easy to take off or to be wearing nothing more. Fortunately, there were only three buttons left. She starts pushing the fabric off my shoulders, her fingers tracing the outline of my muscles along the way, while she bites her lower lip.

Once she gets rid of the shirt, she moves her hand to the waistband of my pants, working quickly to undo the button and zipper. But instead of trying to remove the garment, the blonde slides her hand inside my underwear and rubs her palm against my cock.

“Damn,” I groan, seeking her mouth and sucking her lip, biting lightly, before starting to move away, taking her with me. I stand up and remove the rest of my clothes. Brooke kneels at the edge of the bed, watching me intently.

“My turn,” she says, her hand wrapping around my erection, moving up and down its entire length, before she leans her face towards my cock. But her eyes never leave mine, her tongue swirling around the head of my member. I shiver, and the naughty girl smiles before taking me into her mouth.

The sight of Brooke sucking my cock with her ass in the air is an aphrodisiac in itself, but combined with the sensation of her hot mouth moving up and down while her tongue teases my glans, it’s surreal.

“Fuck, that’s amazing, just like that,” I groan, and her movements intensify. I feel that if I don’t stop her soon, I’ll end up coming in her mouth. I want to free myself by feeling her pussy squeezing me.

“Brooke.” I bury my hand in her neck, wrapping her hair around my fingers, and twist my wrist, bringing her mouth to mine almost violently. “I’m going to want your mouth again later, but now I need to bury myself inside you, or I’ll go insane,” I confess, feeling my body begging to feel her more deeply.

Her eyes widen along with a surprised smile. She licks my jawline, climbing my body with slow, sensual movements, sculpting my muscles with her palms along the way. When she mounts me, it’s my turn to smile, but my smile isn’t one of surprise; it’s one of promises.

Before she understands how, my right hand slides under her thigh, and I quickly turn her over, eliciting a stifled gasp from her throat. She supports herself on the mattress, tilts her head back with a mischievous smile, and says:

“If you wanted me like this, all you had to do was say so, Kyle.”

“Did you want to hear me say I want to fuck you while looking at that wonderful ass?” I slap one of her buttocks to emphasize my words, her moan of pleasure is music to my ears. “Now, be a good girl and get a condom from the first drawer of the dresser, okay?”

The blonde stretches out on the bed, making sure to stick her ass up even more before handing me the square packet. I put on the condom quickly and give that delicious ass another slap, holding her waist and pulling her closer, brushing the head of my cock against her entrance, making Brooke moan as she uses her own juices as lubrication.

I tease her clit with my cock, and she grinds, eager for some form of friction. I smile with satisfaction.

“I thought you were going to go insane if you didn’t penetrate me,” she teases, her voice filled with desire.

I line up my cock with her entrance and grab her ass with both hands, burying myself inside her without warning and feeling her pussy open to receive me. Brooke screams in pleasure, burying her head in the bed and pushing her ass up even more to accommodate me better inside her.

“Fucking delicious,” I say, as her walls seem to embrace my erection. I thought it couldn’t get better, but my friend’s grinding makes the sensation glorious.

I give her a moment to adjust to my size and pull out completely. I can barely hear her muffled murmur of dissatisfaction against the mattress before burying myself deep inside her again.

I begin to thrust hard and deep, pulling out almost to the end and penetrating her again. Brooke grinds, matching my increasing rhythm. I slide one hand down her back to reach her neck and wrap her hair around my wrist, better controlling the pace of my movements. The wet sound of our bodies colliding mixes with our moans in a symphony of pleasure that fills the room.

The tension in my body seems to accumulate in my balls, and I know my orgasm is near. The hand still on Brooke’s waist moves down, and with my thumb, I circle her clit. She lifts her head, screaming in pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” she begs.

“I had no intention of doing that,” I reply, continuing to pound my erection into her soaked pussy.

“I’m almost…”

“Come on my cock, slut.”

Her contractions become faster, deliciously squeezing me inside her. I pull her hair, delivering another slap to her already reddened buttocks, and feel the spasms of her orgasm.

“I’m going to come…” she warns a bit late and comes undone around my erection.

I release her hair, letting her head rest on the pillow while I continue thrusting. Her contractions also push me to the edge. I bury my cock deep inside her, pulling her waist until her ass is pressed against me, and release my cum inside her.

Pulling out is almost sad; I instantly miss her warmth and yearn to go back. I quickly remove the condom and lie down beside her on the bed.

Her satisfied expression feeds my ego. Brooke turns onto her side, facing me, and her eyes seek mine. We stay in a silent understanding as our breathing normalizes.

As if staying away from her were impossible, my fingers caress the skin of her torso, sliding up and down her side in a slow caress.

“That was…” she begins.

“Was it as you thought it would be?” I need to know, since, since her little confession, I haven’t been able to think straight.

“It was better.”

“I’m glad I exceeded your expectations,” I smile, feeling proud.

“Do you think you can do it again?” she teases, biting her lip and pushing me. She mounts me once more, rubbing against my cock, which is already showing signs of life.

“There’s only one way to find out.” I pull her mouth to mine in a kiss that is anything but calm.