Page 102 of Gambit's Queen

Stormy drops the robe revealing a deep red set of lingerie the same color as the stilettos. It was all sheer save for the applique. The applique hid her nipples and pussy but left everything else bare. She moved toward the pole. Hips swaying, breasts bouncing. For the next three minutes she worked the pole. I sat glued to my seat. If I so much as moved, I’d be on stage ripping off her clothes and fucking her senseless.

As soon as the song ended, I did just that. I was out of my chair and on the stage with her in my arms. I crushed my lips to hers. Devouring her. My hands roaming her body.

“Fuck bébé that was hot. I’ve got to be inside you, right now.”

“Yes.”

That’s all I needed. I’d make it up to her later. I kissed her again, lowering our bodies to the stage floor.

“Spread your legs for me, baby,” I murmured as I pushed back to my knees.

She spread her legs; the crotch of her panties were soaked. I pull her panties out of the way running a finger down her slit.

“You're wet for me.”

In response, she whimpered. Fuck. I unfastened my jeans, pulled down my zipper and took out my cock. Impatient to be inside her, I ripped the panties from her and lined up the head of my cock with her entrance. I rammed home in one smooth motion. Stormy shrieked in pleasure, her hands reaching for me.

“Fuck me, Beau.”

Those words set me into motion. I fucked her slow for a few strokes to make sure she’d adjusted to my size. My cock pistoned in and of her tightness. Stormy turned into a wildcat. She screamed my name, bucking her hips, her nails digging into my cut covered back. Her long legs wrapped around my waist; I was oblivious to everything but her. The orgasm nearly caught me by surprise. I had time to pinch Stormy’s clit. It sent her overboard like I hoped it would. Her walls clenched around me and I roared as the orgasm hit me.

When the stars receded, I leaned down placing my forehead against hers.

“That was fucking amazing, my Queen.”

“Damn that was hot,” I heard from behind us.

It sounded slightly muffled, and it took a few seconds for me to realize it was one of the new bunnies. They must have been behind the curtain on the other stage.

I looked at Stormy to gauge her reaction. Other than red cheeks, she didn’t seem overly embarrassed or try to hide.

“Are you alright, bébé?”

“Yes, just surprised. I forgot we’re not alone. Do you think the guys heard us?”

I pulled her on top of me, still inside her, as I chuckled.

“I think the whole block heard us, my love. You’re exquisite in your passion.”

“You have too many clothes on. I, um, have a few things set up on the other stage.”

“Do you want to go?”

“Yes, please.”

“Alright, love.”

I helped her off me, before standing and grabbing my pants. As we walked, I toed off my boots, and stripped out of my clothes. Stormy still wore a bra and heels. Her ass swayed seductively as she walked. Those heels were sheer fucking perfection on her.

My cock was at half-mast by the time we reached the stage and ducked behind the curtain. Two large silk covered mattresses were arranged on the floor. In front of a wall-length mirror. A variety of silk scarves and ties sat next to feather wands and fur mitts.

Tawny and Athena sat in a large, overstuffed chair. Their legs entwined together.

“Sorry for eavesdropping,” Tawny said.

“My Queen is passionate. It’s not really eavesdropping. Thank you all the same.”

“Do you need us, or do you just want to watch?” Athena asked with a smile.

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