Spicy (Bad Boy Rockers 2)

“Ahhh. You have to stay away from there right now.”

“Oh God, Reece.”

She doesn’t stop rubbing against me. We’re in the hall at the back of the bar. Anyone can walk in on us, and she wants me to fuck her. No friggin’ way. Although, with the pleasure she’s causing, I’m so damn tempted.

I tighten my hold on her hips to keep her still. “I am not fucking you up against the door. You’re my girl, you deserve better.”

She quickly turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. “I started it Reece so stop feeling guilty. And to answer your question, yes, these shoes are new. I bought them after work because my plan was to make you so crazy with lust for me that you’d be desperate to get inside me all night.” She kisses me on the lips. “I’ve never been fucked against a door before.”

She grins, letting her hands slide from around my neck as she starts to caress my nipples. “In fact, until today, I’ve never been fucked senseless on a table either, so I’d say my luck is changing.” She pinches my nipples and plays with the hoops attached making my dick do a leap for joy. “I’ve also never been fucked in a public place.”

My eyes widen before narrowing. “You have a short memory.” The room at the bakery was pretty close to a public place.

“I was thinking about the museum…lots of nooks and crannies,” she informs me.

“What?” I put her away from me, my brain clearing slightly without her pressed against me. “You want to have sex in the museum? At least that’s what I think you said.”

Rolling her eyes, she shoves her hand down the front of my jeans. “Just making you more comfortable.”

Gritting my teeth, I concentrate on breathing and not coming all over her hand while she straightens me up before moving her hand away and pulling out of my jeans. I let out a sigh of relief.

“You’re going to kill me with frustration.”

“You wouldn’t be frustrated if you’d play.”

I growl, turn her toward the door and push it open to see three startled faces. Or is that guilty faces. I look back to the door and them before meeting Donovan’s eyes. He nods his head.

Fuck, they heard everything through the door. Hopefully they won’t let on to Callie.

“So babe,” Phoenix says, planting a kiss on Thalia’s lips, “we haven’t done it in the museum yet.”

Dammit!

I glare at him while he gives me that friggin’ ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ face.

Callie gasps and looks between us then the door. “You heard…everything.” Donovan nods his head, trying not to laugh. “Ohmygod!”

Thalia elbows Phoenix in the stomach. “You’re an ass.” He pulls her in tight against him still laughing.

“You guys ready? You’re on in exactly five minutes.” Joe asks behind me. Joe is the manager of this place and is a time freak. He’s never late, never early, always on the actual time.

“Yeah. We’re ready,” Phoenix replies.

Joe shuts the door behind him.

Standing, Phoenix pulls Thalia up with him and wraps her in his arms.

Callie turns, wrapping her arms around my neck again, which I don’t think is a good idea considering how turned-on I am with her being this close.

“C’mon, lover boy. Joe’s going to be giving us grief if we don’t get out there on time,” Phoenix says on his way out the door followed by a grinning Donovan.

“Hey, babe. I have to go.”

“I think you should stay here with me,” Callie whispers hooking one of her ankles around my calf. “I’ve no panties on, something special just for you.” My hands start to shake. She can’t be doing this to me. Not now. “I’m wet and ready.”

I groan, loudly.

“Callie, leave the poor guy alone and come talk to me while they get started then we’ll go and watch them.”