Page 2 of Under My Skin

“Oh, my God. You’re Braden Hicks, aren’t you?”

I grinned. “Yep. That’s me.”

“You were one of the best wide receivers in your division,” she gushed. “Now the Dragons might have a real shot at getting into the playoffs.”

“That’s what they say,” I chuckled. “I guess we’ll find out if that’s true soon enough.”

“What are you doing here in West Palm Beach?”

“Came down early with a couple of friends before I move. What about you? You from around here?”

“Nope. I’m from Orlando, actually.”

“You here by yourself tonight…um…”

“Amara,” she supplied. “And I’m here with my sister.” She gestured to the girl sitting next to her. “This is Daniela.”

I cast a glance toward the girl next to her, who looked to be a couple of years younger and was every bit as stunning as her sister.

“Nice to meet you, Daniela,” I said.

“Hi,” she muttered before turning back to her drink.

“She’s not really into the whole club scene,” Amara snickered. “I had to drag her out here tonight.”

“So, it’s just the two of you? No boyfriend here?”

A mischievous smile spread across her lips. “Nope. No boyfriend at all. What about you?”

“Nah. Happily single.”

She leaned in closer and put a hand on my thigh, gliding it upward. My cock stiffened as I started anticipating taking her back to my hotel room and fucking her brains out. Preferably more than once.

“Wanna dance?” she purred in my ear.

I finished off my beer and left the bottle on the counter as I stood up. “Absolutely.”

Amara led me to the middle of the dance floor and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her tits into my chest as she started swaying seductively to the music. I slid one of my legs between hers and let my hands travel down to cup her ass, pulling her closer to me as I matched her rhythm.

Fuck, this chick knew how to work it. As “Houdini” by Dua Lipa started to play, she took the opportunity to grind her ass into me, snaking one of her arms behind her to wrap around my neck and looking at me over her shoulder with heavy-lidded eyes.

I swooped my head down and captured her lips, faintly hearing her groan as she slipped her tongue out to wrap around mine. She turned to face me again as our kiss deepened, and her hand slid down my stomach and palmed my aching dick, squeezing slightly.

I groaned. “Don’t start something you’re not going to finish, Amara.”

She pulled me down by my neck, putting her mouth next to my ear. “Who said I’m not going to finish it?”

Pulling back, she took my hand and started leading me off the dance floor and toward the back of the club. We walked down a small hallway and stopped outside the bathrooms, and she quickly ducked into the ladies’ room before cracking the door open and pulling me inside.

Amara quickly locked the door behind us, and then I spun her around, pressing her back against the door and crashing my mouth against hers. She moaned and started to untuck my shirt, then went for the button and zipper of my jeans. Making quick work of pulling my cock out, she got on her knees and licked me from base to tip before sliding her mouth down my length and sucking hard.

“Fuck,” I hissed as she started to bob her head up and down. “Yeah, baby. Just like that.”

Her moan was muffled by my dick as she took me all the way to the back of her throat and swallowed. I groaned and thrustedmy hips forward, making her gag a little, and she pulled back to catch her breath, working me with her hand for a few seconds before putting her mouth back on me.

Goddamn, I hadn’t gotten head this good in a long time. But I hadn’t gotten laid inwaytoo long, and where I really wanted my dick was buried deep inside her pussy.

I reached down and gripped her shoulders, pulling her back to her feet.

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