Page 114 of Beautifully Ruined
He pulls his fingers from my mouth slowly, trailing wetness down over my chin, down to my nipples.
And heat burns in my skin.
“I think…I think I need a drink.” Because if I didn’t before, I do now.
This is just the start of the evening.
What the hell’s going to happen next?
Chapter Twenty-One
CADE
She needs a drink?I fucking need a vat of drinks and some kind of anti-Viagra, because Vi has a diabolical effect on me.
I can still feel the heat and velvety wetness of her pussy on my fingers. And I don’t miss how she’s left the skirt raised, the top down.
Thing is, I fucking love exposing her. But it’s too much for the rest of the evening. Like that, it’s inviting people to ignore her bracelet and its meaning. Like that it’s almost impossible for me not to drag her off to a corner and fuck her in front of everyone.
Something I don’t mind.
Something, in this setting, I can get behind.
But not tonight.
This is a taster and a test to see what Thomas wants.
What he asked me to do was so fucking small I know it was a test on whether I’d poke about.
But now I have the micro router planted and my burner back, I have to wait.
First thing, though, is fixing Vi’s outfit.
“Stop,” I say to her as she starts for the bar.
She frowns at me. “What?”
I gaze at her, taking her in, letting her stand, completely exposed for a while longer. People are looking, which is hot. But that includes Thomas, which isn’t.
Besides, I want her on edge, and less as they say is more.
“Dirty girl thinks she’s going to test all the men and some of the women in here, dressed like a slut?” I look her up. Then down.
“You—”
I step in close and place my mouth close to her ear. “Did I tell you to speak?”
Her heart beats fast, her pulse leaping as I step back.
And she nods.
I give her the slightest hint of a smile.
Slowly, deliberately, I walk around her, taking her in.
I take my time, adjusting her clothes, tugging the mini down just low enough to cover her pussy. The top high enough to cover her nipples and yet expose areola.
It’s perfection. And it threatens to make me so hard I won’t be able to hide my boner.
