Kendall
Dominick’s brothers might have chosen to come to this bar, but there was no question in my mind that he had known I was going to be here. He could have easily convinced them to go to a different place—there were thousands just like this one in LA—but he hadn’t.
His stare had told me why.
His eyes devouring me from the moment they landed on mine.
Leaving him alone with Delilah had been too much fun. I’d thought he’d last longer than a few minutes with her, but by the time I made it back to the group, he was already sitting with his brothers on the other side of the room.
Anytime I glanced in his direction, his focus was on me.
And now, it was following me to the dance floor.
After three margaritas, I was ready to shake my butt, the girls joining me out here. The music pounded through my body, the tequila making every part of me want to groove. We were all dancing together, feeling the rhythm, our arms linked to twirl, our hips grinding.
I didn’t know if it was all the booze or the pumping music or the fact that I was basking in Dominick’s gaze, but I was having the best time. So much so that it killed me when all the drinks had kicked in and I had to excuse myself to run off to the ladies’ room.
I finished up in the stall and came out to wash my hands, looking at myself in the mirror hanging above the sink. There was a thin line of sweat over my lip, and my waves needed some taming.
I patted my face dry with a paper towel and ran my fingers through my hair. Even though there weren’t any cameras filming tonight, I still added a little more lip gloss, and I smoothed the liner under my eyes. Once I finished, I tossed the napkin and headed for the door.
I wasn’t more than a few paces down the hallway when I was forced to stop, a pair of hands clenching my hips, a rock-hard body preventing me from taking another step.
“Dominick …”
“You’ve been teasing me all night, Kendall.”
A heat moved through me as his hands circled down to my ass.
“That wasn’t my intention.”
“No?” His lips parted as he looked at me, a hunger taking over his face, more animalistic than it had been earlier. “Isn’t that why you went to the restroom … so I would follow you?”
I laughed instead of answering, and he gripped me tighter.
“Should I punish you for all this teasing and for leaving me with your friend?”
“You wouldn’t do that.”
He cupped my chin. “You don’t know me at all.”
Before I could utter a word, I was suddenly in the air, and he was moving me as though I weighed nothing. Seconds later, my feet were placed on the ground, my back now against the wall, his body extremely close to mine.
“Do I eat your pussy until you come on my face?” He paused, grazing his lips across my cheek. “Do I feed you my cock, having you suck me dry?”
I was no longer breathing.
My heart was pounding through my chest.
Wetness was forming between my legs.
My lips opened automatically as his neared, waiting for him to kiss me.
“Maybe I should make the decision for you.” His hands moved to my neck, tilting my head back, aiming my mouth toward his. “First, I need to know if you’re under any obligation to return to your costars, or can I take you out of here?”
My quick wit was gone.
So was my plan of playing hard to get even though I’d told myself I wasn’t going to fall for his fingers, no matter how close they got to me.
But, damn it, here I was, completely hypnotized, his presence making it impossible for me to think straight.
Do I have to return to the girls?
I tried recalling the email the studio had sent this morning as a follow-up for tonight. “No.”
I hadn’t even finished speaking, and I was already in his arms again. This time tossed over his shoulder, my dangling arms hitting the backs of his knees, my legs bouncing against his chest, his hand holding my butt steady as he carried me through the door that was only a few steps away and into an SUV that was parked outside. We were in the backseat, a driver in the front.
Once the car started moving, Dominick’s lips went to my ear, and he growled, “Give me your mouth.”
Nothing sounded better in that moment.
I tore at his belt buckle, loosening it enough that I could unbutton his pants and lower his zipper, slipping his cock through the hole of his boxer briefs.
The driver turned up the music just when his tip entered my mouth, a moan releasing in my throat as I sucked on the end.
He gripped my hair like he was holding the end of a rope and guided me up and down his long, thick shaft. I reached inside his boxers again to cup his balls, tickling them as I flicked my tongue over his crown. Even Dominick’s skin tasted delicious. And while I used my free hand to pump his base, making sure all of him was covered, I bobbed as deeply as I could go.
His breathing was only loud enough for me to hear, but each exhale caused a tingle inside me. So did the way he urged his hips forward and rocked them back, fisting my hair, showing me how much he was enjoying this.
I went deeper, faster, squeezing my hand a little tighter near the bottom.
And suddenly, there was a change. His dick turned even harder, almost pulsing, his hand tightening around my locks.
“Fuck,” he hissed quietly.
In one quick thrust, his hips jerked forward, and a warmth began to fill my mouth. The thickness of his cum coated my tongue, each burst adding more to the pool.
Knowing I had done this to him—I had gotten him off this quickly, that my mouth could give him this much pleasure—was the biggest turn-on.
“Goddamn it, Kendall.”
When our movements stopped and I was sure he was finished, I swallowed him in one gulp.
He held my cheek as I wiped him off my face, his eyes all but eating mine.
“You’re a naughty fucking girl.” He ran his finger over my lips, tugging at the bottom one. “God, I missed that mouth.”
Just as I began to smile, the driver pulled up to Dominick’s house. Before my feet even hit the ground, he was lifting me from the backseat and carrying me in his arms. He punched in a code at the front door, and we were instantly inside, where he set me on the kitchen island.
“I need to taste you.” He knelt on the floor and hiked up the bottom of my dress until it was around my waist. His face moved between my legs, his nose pressing against me since no panties were covering me. “Fuck me, you smell good.” Holding my thighs apart, he licked the length of my clit. “I’ve been dreaming about that flavor for days.” He sucked the very top of me into his mouth, flicking the front with his tongue.
“Dominick!”