Page 13 of Turn Me On
“I told you I’d lick you clean,” I murmured against her cunt. “We always taste so good together.”
Brad punched the glass and I jolted against her.
“Rider…” Charlie started, reaching behind herself to tap me on the shoulder.
I got to my feet and slowly dragged the back of my hand across my mouth. Brad was busy mouthing something that was most likely obscene. His face was a weird shade of purple-red—a vein throbbing in his temple. He was what I could only describe ashopping mad, which I found entertaining, but the other guests close enough for me to see were growing visibly uncomfortable.
Who was doing security tonight? The rotation must have just changed, otherwise, Brad would’ve been hauled out the first time his fist made contact with the partition.
Broad shoulders appeared behind the scumwad, and two large hands seized his shoulders. I glanced up—and if I’m glancing up, the dude must be crazy tall—and there was Michael. One of The AfterGlow’s largest men on staff hauled Brad from the room.
Before they reached the exit, I whistled long and sharp. Michael’s hand paused with the door halfway open, so I could tell he’d heard me, even though I could no longer make them out. “Don’t let him leave, eh? He needs to be dealt with!” I shouted.
Michael raised his hand and flashed me a thumbs-up silhouetted by the light coming in from behind the threshold, then ducked out with Wankface Brad in tow. As soon as I was done here, he was going to regret ever setting foot in this club again. No one messed with Charlie.
Fucking no one.
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“Should we keep going?”I asked, worrying my bottom lip between my teeth.
Rider took my hand and led me back to the platform bed. “Sit down, relax, and I’ll pop into the viewing room and see what the mood is like, okay?”
“Thank you,” I whispered, falling back onto the soft pink sheets. Leave it to him to always be the knight in shining armor who took care of any situation that might’ve caused me stress.
Now that his dick was out of me and my orgasm had faded, the fact that Brad had shown up at my place of work sank in. He’d come back. Even though we expressly agreedhe was never to set foot in the club again. I figured holding up my end of the bargain was enough motivation for him to uphold his, but I guess not. It’d been twelve months. There was no reason for him to show up now. If he was pissed about my elopement with Rider, then he would’ve shown up earlier.
The video. Rider eating me out up close and personal. At the time, it seemed like a hilarious idea. A little taunt to the ex-boyfriend, a little exhibitionism, a little thrill. I’d admit it got me off fast and hard that night, and Rider was literally chomping atmybit when I agreed to his little plan. Honestly, with the ease in which Brad gave me up, I figured he wouldn’t actually give a damn.
Oops.
Still, I agreed to disappear from his life completely at a moment’s notice. No grabbing my stuff from his place, no saying goodbye to his sister or mom whom I’d known for two years, no being paid back any of the thousands of dollars he guilted me into loaning him—even though he was wealthy as shit. Well, his dad was. He said if I was going to abandon our relationship, I should be ready to abandon absolutely everything.
And I agreed. Because leaving absolutely everything behind was worth getting away from him. The only thing I asked in return was that he never show up at The AfterGlow ever again. This wasmysafe haven. My home. If I was no longer welcome in any aspect of his life, then he needed to be okay with backing off this one place.
We had a truce. Until now. To be fair, wedidgoad him. We were also a tad drunk and horny as hell, but that didn’t justify his behaviour.
The bed sank as Rider climbed on and leaned over me. “The vibe is still on point, babe. If you want to continue, let’s continue. I know I want to.”
I nodded. “Let’s give them the grand finale they came to see.”
He hopped off the bed, grabbed my feet, and dragged me right to the edge. “Flip over, babe. Let everyone see that full ass of yours.”
Desire still danced in his eyes, and I did as he said, flipping onto my stomach and lifting my hips into the air. He slid the purple plug out of my ass and replaced it with two well-lubed fingers. Working me slowly, hestretched me out, adding a third finger as I relaxed around him.
“Ready, babe?” he asked, the squirt of lube cold on my back entrance. Another squirt, and he positioned himself at my hole. He teased me, running the tip of his dick back and forth over the sensitive spot.
“Yes,” I breathed, keeping myself relaxed and open.
He pushed only the tip in and gave me a moment. I exhaled through my nose as I stretched to accommodate the small part of him. Slowly, he added another inch, waiting for me to nod before sinking in further. Inch by inch, he waited for my go-ahead before continuing.
Each time, it became a little bit easier, but it would never beeasywith Rider. The thickness of his cock did wonders for my pussy, but made anal a lot harder. We used an obscene amount of lube every time, and had to start so slow, but I loved it regardless.
“I’m all the way in,” he groaned, voice raw and dripping with lust.
“Fuck me good, then,” I replied, pushing back into him.
