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“Troy, that’s embarrassing.”She turns around and buries her face against my chest.
“No, it’s delicious.You taste so good, baby girl.”
“Time to go.”Edmund suddenly stands before us.
Dani steps to him and wraps her arms around his waist.“You don’t want to dance with me, too?”
“Oh, I do.”He carefully puts her dress straps back in place, covering her chest again.“But we’re dancing at home so we can get you naked and fuck you for hours.”
She looks up at him through her eyelashes.“I like the sound of that.”
We wind our way through the freaky groups, couples, and individuals playing in the club.Eager.
Tonight has been great.It’s only going to get better.
15
Edmund
Goddamn, our girl is beautiful.I can’t look away from her as I wrap an arm around her shoulders.I make sure her dress is back in place.Maybe Troy is cool with other people looking at her, but I’m half ready to dress her in a turtleneck and sweats before throwing her over my shoulder and hauling her somewhere private.
I like sharing her with Troy.Not so much with the rest of the club.
But seeing how turned on she is, how happy, makes me reevaluate my feelings on the matter.Maybe it makes me a little jealous, but I can deal with that in exchange for seeing her flushed cheeks and fever-bright gray eyes.
“All right, my little angel princess.”I kiss the side of her cheek.“Let’s get out of here.”
She sways against me as we start for the door, still dancing, still orgasm-drunk.
“Hey, Edmund, Troy!”Jaden waves at us.“I think Greg abandoned the door.”
It wouldn’t be the first time.We’ll need to fire him.
“Let’s call Fletcher in to take his place,” I say.
“Do you have his number?”Jaden gestures at the busy bar with his chin.He’s actively serving drinks and taking orders and trying to manage this.
“I got it.”Troy turns to me and Danica.“I’ll be right out.But it would be a shame if I got to the truck to find you two fucking around.”
“Yeah, a real shame.”I laugh, but I’m already making a mental inventory of things I can do to Danica in Troy’s truck.
Danica’s hair smells good, sweet and flowery.
Just inside the front entrance of the club, I push her against the wall and inhale her scent.“I liked your little show on the dance floor with Troy.”
“You did?”She gazes up at me.
I nod.“But it was torture.I’m in pain here, angel.Think you can ease some of my torment?”
“Yeah…in the truck, or here?”Her hand creeps down my chest, toward my waist.
I grab her wrist, stopping her.“Get your sexy little ass to the truck.Now.”
We head out the front door.I look toward the bouncer’s usual station, unsurprised to see it empty.Fucking Greg.Maybe he took a smoke break, but it’s more likely a girl or guy caught his eye and he’s around the corner in the alley, fucking them.
I start to turn the other direction, but a shadowy movement catches the corner of my eye.I throw myself in front of Danica.
A sharp pain catches me in the side of the head.Everything goes gray and wavy.The street tilts to the side and down I go.
