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We’re both staring at him, but he doesn’t acknowledge Vance’s presence outside of answering him. I’m the only thing he sees, and that’s an intense as fuck feeling. I also don’t know what to make of it. Chester hasn’t indicated he had—

My thoughts are cut off when Vance’s fingers curl up, pressing against my g-spot, and I gasp. Chester’s eyes flare at the sound, so I cover my mouth to hold back a moan when Vance drags his fingers out slowly, before shoving them back in, pressing up again.

Dipping his head down, he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, fucking my pussy with his fingers slowly. With my free hand, I grasp the back of his head and hold him to my chest as he rolls his tongue over the beaded tip. My legs are trembling as I’m brought back to the crest, hovering on the edge without falling off.

Vance moves back down my body, my hand never leaving his hair as he sucks my clit back into his mouth. His fingers continue to pump into me, stretching me open for him when he slides a third one.

My chest is heaving, fingers buried in the silky strands of Vance’s hair to keep him from leaving my clit. A pressure builds and my hips rotate against his mouth as I chase the feeling. I drag my eyes away from Chester to glance down, only to find Vance’s eyes locked on my face as well.

He grins against my skin, face glistening as he consumes me, apparently enjoying the hell out of having an audience.Why am I not surprised? Vance is a performer through and through.

With a hard thrust, he twists his fingers inside of me, rubbing against that spot once more and sucks hard on my clit, flicking the tip of his tongue over and over.

I open my mouth to let out a silent scream, turning my head again as I let my body crash through an explosive orgasm.

And I don’t make a sound.

My body is shaking while Vance keeps me falling, and I look at Chester again, pleading with him for something. I just don’t know what I need from him.

“Fuck, yes. There you go,” Vance praises. He drags his tongue harshly once more across my clit, my body jolting into another smaller orgasm as he stands up. Pressing his other hand on my lower stomach, he keeps stroking my g-spot, causing me to pour out more of my release over his hand.

Chester hasn’t moved from his position. Hands still resting against his mouth as he takes in my complete destruction under Vance’s mouth and hands.

Eventually, my body finishes, and my limbs fall to the side, all my strength depleted. Vance slips his fingers free from me, then presses a soft kiss against my mound. “That was fucking beautiful, Susu.”

I meet his eyes and smile at him. My lips are trembling from the powerful way I came, and I can feel those same trembles start up in my thighs.

The screech of chair feet on the floor draws both of us to look back at Chester. He stands and walks over. Vance straightens and attempts to tug my shirt down, but Chester holds a hand up to stop him.

“Just wait a minute,” he says, still watching me as he steps up onto the stage to stand next to where I’m lying, fully exposed to his gaze.

I can tell that Vance is unsure what he should do, so I nod once at him, letting him know it’s alright. Chester finally tugs his eyes from mine and lets them trail down my body, taking in my skin covered with goosebumps, trembling muscles and small twitches left over from Vance’s ministrations.

He locks on my dripping and swollen pussy for a moment before his eyes shoot back up at me. Lifting a hand, he watches me for any sign that I want him to stop, but I don’t. I want to know what he’s thinking and what he wants to do. His face is blank other than flaring nostrils, as he undoubtedly can smell my arousal.

I jump when I feel his fingertips graze my oversensitive skin, then suck in a breath as he slides his middle finger inside of me. My muscles squeeze down on him to keep him there as he drags it back out.

Without a word, he watches me as he brings his finger to his lips, then slips the same finger into his mouth, sucking my taste from his skin.

Taking a step back, he finally says, “I’ve got some things to do. I’ll be back later this afternoon to take you home.” With those parting words, he turns and walks out of the bar.

Chapter 24

Ally

Theo

“I need to talk,” Chaz says, marching into my home after pounding on the door until I answered.

Chuckling, I close it behind him, and then watch as he prowls around, looking like a caged animal ready to wreak havoc on the world. It’s after nine at night, the bar is closed, but he’s acting like he’s been up after a full night of partying.

“Alright. Talk. What’s wrong?” Not that I don’t want to hang out with him right now, but I was about to settle in and see if Susu was up for texting. Ever since she walked out the other day, our interactions have been tenuous, but I think we’re in an okay place right now. I was hoping to get back to where we were tonight.

Chaz grumbles, and then chokes on his words, fighting with himself. My smile falls and turns into one of concern. He seems really fucked up right now.

“Is this about Cliff? Susu?” When I say her name, he pierces me with a stare, letting me know it’s definitely the latter. “Okay, so it’s about Susu. What happened?”

Clenching his jaw, he chooses his words carefully. “I saw them. Watched them.”

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