Broken Dreams (Broken 2)

I glanced over at Layton and Whitley, and they were all over each other. I rolled my eyes and noticed one of the girls from the other night walking toward me. I grabbed Courtney and pulled her up against me. The girl stopped in her tracks, made a face, and turned to walk away.

I let out the breath I’d been holding and looked down at Court. She had the biggest grin on her face. The song ended, and I was again breathing a sigh of relief until “Cyclone” by Baby Bash started playing.

Fuck me. It’s the song from our first night together.

The look in Courtney’s eyes changed. She turned around and backed her ass right up next to my poor hard dick that I’d been trying to keep under control all night. She began grinding and rubbing her hands all over her body.

Come on, Reed. You’ve got this. This is the same girl who called you a tree-loving, cultivating-plant pussy. Stay strong. Don’t touch her.

Courtney turned around and was sucking on her damn index finger. I looked away and caught a glimpse of Layton and Whitley.

Holy shit.

Those two were practically having sex on the dance floor. I quickly looked away and tried to look everywhere but at Courtney. Then, she reached down and grabbed me. I jerked my head and looked at her as she started moving her hands all over me while she danced like I’d never seen her dance before. I’d never seen anyone so fucking sexy in my entire life. She moved her whole body up and down my body, and then she turned around and started with the whole ass-grinding again. My dick was so hard that it was beginning to hurt. She placed her head back against my chest.

I leaned down and said, “You’re driving me crazy, Courtney.”

The dance floor was packed, and the damn place seemed to be getting darker. Before I knew what she was doing, she grabbed my hand and pushed it under her dress. I sucked in a breath of air and closed my eyes as I brushed my fingers across her lips. I quickly slipped one finger in, and she was soaking wet. I pulled my hand out, and she turned around and looked at me.

“I want you, Reed.”

Oh, motherfucker, she’s good. Stay. Strong.

She pulled me down and put her lips up to my ear. “Now is one of the times I just need to be fucked…by my husband.”

I’d underestimated my wife.

Janet Jackson’s “If” started playing, and I knew I was toast. Courtney smiled as she grabbed me by the shirt and began walking off the dance floor.

Just stop your feet from moving, Reed.

She turned and looked over her shoulder, and the smile she gave me was my undoing. I looked up to see where she was going. I smiled when I saw she was leading us to a dark little nook by the restrooms at the back corner of the club. She turned and backed herself into the corner. She began moving her hands up and down her body while the beat of the song was pounding in my head.

She pulled me to her and yelled, “Now, Reed!”

I looked her up and down and decided right then and there that this girl had a power over me. I put my hand on the wall next to her head and placed my other hand on her thigh. She bit down on her lip and dropped her head back against the wall. I lightly brushed my fingertips up and down her thigh, slowly making my way up to the treasure that was waiting for me. She grabbed my hand and pushed it up. I slipped two fingers inside her and started working her.

Shit…she’s dripping wet.

I used my thumb and began my assault on her clit. She began thrashing her head back and forth, and I knew the moment she was coming when she clenched down on my fingers. I moved my fingers in and out faster as she brought her hands up and cupped her breasts.

Fuck it.

I pushed her around the corner of the nook and quickly unbuttoned my pants. I was thanking God that I had gone commando tonight. I lifted up her dress and pulled up her leg. She gave me a shocked look.

“Remember my goals, baby. I intend on making you happy, and if having sex in public will make you happy, then that’s what I’ll do.”

The beat of the song changed, and I slammed my dick into her, causing her to let out a scream. The music was so loud that there was no way anyone would hear her. She grabbed on to my arms and matched me thrust for thrust. It didn’t take me long at all before I felt the buildup.

I leaned down and said, “I’m gonna come, Courtney.”

We both began calling out each other’s name. She began squeezing my dick and taking every drop I was giving her. I pulled out quickly and dropped her leg as I pulled her dress down. She had her head leaning against my chest as she attempted to catch her breath. She leaned back against the wall, and I began buttoning up my pants as I looked around. I let out a laugh because not a single person was paying attention to us. I glanced back at Courtney. Her face was flushed, and she had the most beautiful smile on her face. The song stopped, and another immediately began playing.

She quickly said, “Oh. My. God. That was the hottest thing ever! That shit needs to go in a book!”

I laughed as the next song pounded its bass in my head. I grabbed her hand and walked down the hallway to the restrooms. I stopped at the ladies’ room and grinned at her as she pushed open the door and headed in. I fell back against the wall and ran both my hands through my hair.

Holy shit. I just had sex with my pregnant wife…in a club…in front of hundreds of people.