Page 19 of Wicked Pursuit

“What was that all about?”

Zayne shrugs. “She’s been acting kind of weird lately. She’ll talk to us about it when she’s ready.”

“In the meantime...” Tatiana slides her hand higher on my thigh and cups my pussy. “I’m sure we can find a way to entertain ourselves.”

“Definitely.” Zayne stretches his arm over the back of the booth and leans down to kiss her throat.

We’re doing this . . . here.

The high walls of the booth provide an element of privacy, but ultimately we’re in public, and anyone who’s interested could wander over and see Tatiana tugging my panties to the side to drag her knuckles against my bare pussy. It’s a light, teasing touch, designed to seduce.

It works.

I lean back against the booth and spread my legs a little. Her chuckle is low, and she wastes no time zeroing in on my clit and lightly circling there. Then Zayne reaches over to follow her lead.No. I grab his wrist, and then, when they both pause, I guide him to the front of her pants. “I’m not greedy. There’s enough to go around.”

He doesn’t hesitate. He unbuttons her pants and shoves his hand inside. The material is thin enough that I can clearly see him stroke her, can see him change the angle as he presses his fingers inside her.

Tatiana shivers. “Don’t stop.” She grabs my panties and tugs them down my legs. My dress does nothing to hide my nakedness, but I’m too turned on to care. Or maybe I’m turned onbecauseI’m practically naked in this club and even if we’re not entirely on display, we’re not exactly hiding either.

There will be consequences for tonight, but I’ll worry about them tomorrow.

Tatiana drinks me in and then turns to kiss Zayne. She pulls away just enough to say, “Get your cock out, handsome. I want you to fuck me as I eat her pussy.”

Zayne grins, obviously just as drunk on lust as I am. “What’s the rush?”

“I have somewhere to be later.” She nips his bottom lip and then shimmies out of her pants. The public nudity doesn’t seem to bother her in the least, and it sure as fuck doesn’t bother me when I get to see that she’s not wearing a single thing underneath.

I can’t help myself. As Zayne pulls his fingers from Tatiana’s pussy, I grab his hand and suck him into my mouth. She tastes like heaven, like sin, like the best fucking night of my life.

She eyes my hand, and a slow grin spreads over her dark lips. “Nice ring.” She’s on the move before I can come up with a response, kissing me and pushing me onto my back on the booth. Then Tatiana moves down my body, and I get a glorious look at her body. Zayne dazedly takes up position behind her. He meets my gaze and gives a rueful grin that I can’t help but return. Even in my wildest plans for the night, I hadn’t planned on getting into a threesome with one of my friends. Not that I’m about to put a stop to things.

Tatiana shoves up my dress. “Pretty pussy.”

“You can say that again.” Zayne does something with his hand that makes her jolt.

She twists to look at him. “Condom.”

“Of course.” He holds one up and rips it open. We both hold still as he rolls it on. Zayne doesn’t fuck around with protection. He wants kids eventually, but on his terms, with the person of his choosing. Fucking is fucking, but kids are forever.

He grips her hips, his expression a mask of concentration as he thrusts forward. I know exactly how it feels to be fucked by Zayne, though I truly hope he’s learned a thing or two since we lost our virginity to each other all those years ago. But to be stretched almost painfully by his big cock, to have his hands holding you in place...

Maybe I was too hasty in keeping Tatiana between us. In drawing the line in the sand with sex on one side and friendship on the other.

Then her mouth is on me, and there’s no space to think about anything but her tongue shoving inside me. I can barely keep myself propped up on my elbows, but the view is worth the extra effort. She backs off just a little, leaving lipstick smeared on my pussy, and then parts me with her fingers so she can focus on my clit. Her gaze is wicked as she tastes me, as she watches my eyes practically roll back in my head when she finds the exact right stroke that has my toes curling.

I look up her body at Zayne again. He’s gripping her wide hips and watching us as he fucks her slowly. Giving her time to concentrate on me. Or maybe fighting for his life because he’s about to come. Either way, I mourn the fact he’s still wearing a shirt. I want to see the flex of his abs as he thrusts into her. Her ass jiggles a little with each stroke, and I bite my bottom lip, wanting to get my mouth on her more than anything. I simplywant.

Tatiana licks and sucks her way over my pussy, once again descending to press her tongue into me as she strokes my clit with her thumb.

My pleasure goes nuclear. My elbows give out, and I collapse onto my back, spreading my legs wider to give her more space. My fingers find her wavy hair, and my hips start to move, lifting to her tongue and touch without my having any intention of doing so.

Apparently that was the thing Zayne was waiting for. Tatiana moans against my pussy as he starts to fuck her harder. His thrusts have her sliding against me, and I tighten my grip in her hair, grinding against her face in time to his strokes. I can’t be certain, but I swear she chuckles against my clit. My orgasm sweeps in like a rogue wave. One moment, my pleasure is building in steady strokes. The next, I’m crying out, not bothering to muffle my orgasm as I come all over Tatiana’s face.

She doesn’t stop. She presses my legs wider and licks me from back to front, moaning as Zayne fucks her harder. The careful coaxing is gone, replaced by a frenzy that has another orgasm cresting.

I drag Tatiana up to take her mouth. Zayne understands the goal immediately. He moves with her, pressing her down against my body as he keeps fucking her. I kiss her with everything I have.

I don’t expect him to reach between our bodies and push two fingers into me. I hope to the gods no one can see what he’s doing in the tangle of our bodies. It feels too good to stop.

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