Page 76 of Tops
I stood and looked at myself in the mirror, checking my lipstick and hair before getting ready to head back toward the guys. The door pushed open right as I went to head out. Instead of another woman, Nik made his way in, checking around before locking the door.
“Is everything alright?” I asked, worried that something had happened while I was gone, and we were now sheltering in place.
“Just making sure we are alone,” he said, flashing me with his boy next door grin that was impossible to say no to.
“We can’t have sex in the women’s bathroom. What if someone needs to come in,” I whispered loud enough for him to hear as he advanced on me.
“A locked door means find another fucking bathroom. Everyone knows that.” Nik scoffed, his arms encircling my waist as I backed up against the counter. He lifted me up and onto the counter quickly, grabbing the bottom of my dress to push it up over my hips.
His fingers played with the band that held the gun tightly to my thigh, tickling my skin and sending a rush of arousal through me.
“My turn for dinner,” he said, looking between my thighs like I looked at the slice of rare beef on my plate. He moved my underwear to the side before dipping down low and devouring my folds.
I gripped onto the lips of the sinks for dear life while his tongue flicked across my clit before plunging deep inside me. His hands pushed my legs apart, and the gun pressed into my skin, providing a bite of pain to contrast against the languid strokes of his tongue.
My head fell back, and my eyes closed, allowing me to just absorb all the pleasure he was able to wring from my body. My legs cried out in relief when he let them go in favor of adding a finger or two deep inside me. He focused his licks on circling the small magic button that all three seemed to know how to touch just the right way.
I refused to part my lips as a steady pulsing orgasm washed over me, preferring to hum out my pleasure as if crafting my own ballad.
My underwear was replaced, and my dress smoothed over before I finished basking in the glow of my post-orgasm bliss. I really loved being used.
Nik helped me off the counter, and I went back to check that neither my hair nor makeup was smudged during our romp. He unlocked the door and checked to see if anyone was waiting before slipping out. I rewashed my hands to give myself a little more time before I left the bathroom to head back to the best Christmas party I had ever attended.
Tanner and Colten were waiting for me in their seats while Nik stood along the back wall with an antagonizing smile across his face. I couldn’t laugh, so I shook my head while sitting back in my seat.
Everyone relaxed once I sat, and we returned to enjoying the party. It didn’t take long for someone to come up and ruin the moment. The two empty chairs at our table were suddenly filled with two muscular men in suits that looked like they could give Mike nightmares.
Colten’s hand moved beneath the table to grab my wrist and pull my hand onto his thigh. Floodgates of anxiety dumped over my head, settling in as an icy chill that numbed me through and through.
“Good evening, Mr. Ryland, Mr. Black, and Miss Harlow,” one of the men said, making sure to look me right in the eyes when he said it. I was too late to drop my gaze and was met instead with his dark stare. It wasn’t the kind to send arousal through my veins; rather, it seemed to freeze my already chilled bones.
“Senator Goldman hasn’t gotten a chance to speak with you since the night at his estate,” the other suited man hedged. My stomach bottomed out, knowing they were talking about the scene that Tanner caused because of me.
“Why don’t we take this conversation somewhere more private,” Tanner suggested, getting to his feet. Nik pushed off the wall and followed Tanner to the other side of the table, where the other two men in suits also moved to stand.
I didn’t move at all. Thankfully, neither did Colten.
The strangers headed out of the ballroom, but Tanner leaned over the table, “Get her out of here.” His eyes were on Colten, and his stern tone made my heart start to thrum in my chest.
Tanner headed in the direction the suits left, with Nik in step right behind them. Colten got up to stand, but it wasn’t until he stretched his palm out in offering that my mind finally started working again, and my bones started to move. The hand that I placed in his was shaking slightly, and I fought off the incoming panic attack.
I curled my arm around Colten’s, letting him lead me like he had on the dance floor, but this time we headed for the exit. Thankfully, it was not through the front door as we weaved around the party, heading for the back.
Colten held the door outside open for me, and I ducked into the icy rain that had started to fall from the sky. My breath came out in large white puffs while I attempted to remember how to breathe correctly.
As soon as Colten closed the door behind him, strong arms grabbed me from behind, yanking me away. I watched in horror as a second man approached, clad in all black with a ski mask to cover his face while he pointed a gun directly at Colten.
Colten’s body tensed like he was preparing for a fight, but quicker than he could move, his body crumpled to the ground. A third man, dressed in black, stood behind him, holding a pistol. My whole world turned colder than the icy rain falling from the sky while a bubble of a scream ripped its way out from my lips. I leaned in Colten’s direction, waiting to see him move while I expelled all the air from my lungs. Swinging back sharply, my head connected with the nose of the person holding me. My vision clouded over for a moment while pain bloomed in my head, making my limbs refuse the call of their master momentarily. They likely thought I knocked myself out.
“This is the one from the party, right?” the man holding me hissed to one of his teammates.
“He said brown hair and with Mr. Black,” the third one responded, shrugging, with the gun still in his hand.
The heel of my shoe connected on a lucky arc with the shin of the man holding me. He yelled out, and at that moment, his arms loosened just enough for me to break free. I took off running down the narrow passage between the two buildings. Glancing back to Colten, trying to figure out how I could help him, I noticed all three of the ski mask gang chasing after me.
My ankle rolled, and I fell to the ground. One of my heels had snapped off. I scrambled back to my feet, determined to keep running despite the significant limp and the pounding headache. I stumbled out between the buildings, finding myself in a parking lot.
Click.
