Page 149 of Sinners' Appetite
“I’ll take a whiskey on the rocks,” Malachi says, reaching over to squeeze my thigh.
“I’ll take the same as him,” Dean chuckles.
Minutes later, our drinks are made and we all turn to face the crowd. “See anything you like yet, Dean?” I tease.
“No. But that blonde over there has been checking you out from the moment we walked in here.” He then points to a woman that’s leaning against a wall, swirling her finger slowly around the top of her glass as she stares at me.
“She’s hot. Maybe I should buy her a drink,” I suggest, turning back around toward the bartender. “Can I order that stunning woman over there a drink, please?”
The bartender smiles. “I know what she likes to drink. She comes here quite often, actually.” She starts to pour a drink, mixing it with sprite and calls one of the other bartenders over to bring it to her.
When she grabs the drink, she looks up and smiles at me, pushing herself off the wall to walk in our direction.
“Hey…” she says as she approaches, her eyes focused only on me.
“Hi. I’m Nikki, what’s your name?”
“Sasha,” she says, her low, delicate voice drawing me in more by the second.
“Nice to meet you…”
She then looks to Malachi and then to Dean. “Are these two strapping men your—boyfriends?” she asks, her smirk growing wider as we all nod our heads. “Fuck, that’s hot,” she moans in response.
“They’re a lot to handle sometimes.” I giggle, taking a sip of my drink as she scans her eyes over my entire body, making a chill run up my spine.
I’ve thought about being with another woman before, many times actually, but the opportunity never really presented itself quite like it is now.
“I bet they are. Do they play with each other too?” she asks.
“They do,” I softly reply.
“Fuck, you hit the fucking jackpot…” she smirks. “Would they be okay if I played with their girl a little?”
Malachi’s eyes light up as he and Dean stand up, almost like they’re waiting for us to get down to it right here and now.
“Be our guest,” Malachi groans, his cock tenting beneath his pants as he stands beside me.
“Follow me,” Sasha says, reaching out to grab hold of my hand.
“That was fucking quick…” I hear Dean whisper as Sasha leads us down a barely lit hallway toward the back of the club.
We stop at a door on the left and she opens it, peeking in to make sure its empty before pulling me inside. Dean and Malachi follow closely behind us, closing the door behind them and taking a seat on the leather bench in the corner of the room.
Sasha leads me to the bed and we both sit on the edge, my body trembling as she reaches out to trace her fingers along the top of my breasts. Her thumb finds my bottom lip and she pulls it down before forcing my head to the side so she can nibble on my neck.
“Holy fuuuckkk…” I hear one of the guys moan softly.
When her lips leave mine, she looks over at Malachi and Dean. “You two, get over here,” she demands.
They both stand and head over to us, kneeling on the other side of the bed as Sasha forces me down onto the bed, slowly lifting my dress to expose my bare pussy. Before I can even register what’s happening, she traces her fingers along my lower abdomen and kneels between my legs as she lowers her mouth over my pussy.
I then hear Malachi clear his throat. “Fuck yeah, suck that clit into your mouth,” he demands. Sasha obeys and next thing I know, Dean is kneeling right beside my head with his cock in his hand, guiding it toward my open mouth with Malachi kneeling behind him.
“They really do play well together, don’t they?” Sasha says after releasing my clit from her mouth and pushing two fingers inside me, curling them upward as I watch Malachi fist his cock.
“Is there lube in here?” Malachi asks quietly.
“Top drawer, right behind you,” Sasha replies. I watch as Malachi gets off the bed and grabs the bottle, repositioning himself behind Dean again.
