“You’re my wife, it’s the least I can do. Now you’re the boss. Once I get ownership signed over, that is.”
“Keith wouldn’t have sold it easily.”
“He did when he realized how much I was offering.” Whiskey steps closer to me. “I can see the wheels turning in your head. Stop overthinking it and think of it as a bonus for having to marry me.”
“You bought me the bar.”
“I bought you the bar,” he repeats.
“I don’t like to be bought. Damn you, I had enough of that growing up,” I somehow manage to say.
“I’m not buying you. I’m giving you what you deserve.”
I bite my lip, and as I do, his hand touches my thigh and sneaks up my skirt as his mouth comes closer to mine, then he nips at my lips. “You deserve it. I owe you this and a lot more. Take it.”
“I’ll think about it.”
Whiskey pushes my panties to the side and slides a finger in, it goes in easily for him. I should be pushing him away, but I can’t seem to. We’re in public, and at any time we could get caught.
“Take it.” He pumps his fingers in me now, his thumb rubbing me through my panties. Then when I open my mouth, he leans in and steals my lips. Whiskey’s fingers never slow and his lips claim me. I’m at his disposal to do with as he pleases. The man builds me up only to watch me crash after and I’m helpless to stop it.
My hands leave the wall and grip onto his arms, holding him tight as he kisses me and fucks me with his fingers. When I come, he pulls out of me and pushes his body on me, our lips never breaking as his tongue slides inside my mouth. Our lips joined as one with a kiss that could light the night sky with fireworks.
It’s the fall after I’m most afraid of.
Pulling away, he stays close to me, the evidence he wants me is clear in his pants as he holds me to the wall. “Come home with me tonight?”
“Okay,” I say, giving in.
Whiskey pulls back, lifts his fingers to his lips and sucks. I grow wetter just watching him.
“Tastes like my favorite drink.” He touches his cock which is hard in his pants, and he adjusts himself. “This can wait until we’re home.”
I can only nod as the need for him takes over me. I want that. I want my lips around it and buried deep inside me all at the same time. I’m needy for him, greedy for him.
“You better hurry up then.” Whiskey reaches for my hand, and as we both turn, Chase is standing there, his mouth is closed and his lip is swollen and red. Whiskey doesn’t say a thing as we walk past him, but I offer him a shy smile.
Shit! How much did he see?
When we get outside, Whiskey’s car is there, and he opens the door for me.
“Chase saw all that, didn’t he?” I ask Whiskey. He simply smirks as he shuts the door and walks around to his side. Starting the car, he still doesn’t answer me.
“You are a real asshole,” I say as I reach for him, gripping his cock through his suit pants and rolling my hand up and down. “Maybe you should let me out if all you want to do is play games with everyone.”
“Fuck, no.” He drives faster, pushing my hand away. “That’s going in you. Stop it.”
I poke my bottom lip out in a full-blown pout like a schoolgirl. “You’re not fair.”
“Now you’re catching on,” he says with a smile.
I like seeing him smile.
When he stops the car, I like it even more as he wraps me around him and carries me inside his apartment.
29
Whiskey
Carla’s like ice, she’s too beautiful to touch for fear of the cold and too hard to crack.
But lucky for me, I have an ice pick. And I plan to use it on every inch of her.
She tears at my clothes, hands going everywhere as she wastes no time. Her hand comes into contact with my cock, and she drops down as I hold her in place. I’m still trying to get us to my room, but so far, the entrance is as far as we have gotten. Her legs are still wrapped around me. Her skirt is hiked up around her hips as she positions herself and lowers down on my length.
“Greedy, rich girl,” I say, kissing those plump red lips again. She bites me back, and then starts moving fast. I stop, not even sure where I am in my apartment anymore, as I let her ride me up and down. It feels way too good to let her stop, that’s for sure.
“You talk way too much,” she says, her hands digging into my shoulders, her legs gripping me as she fucks me.