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Clenching her ass, she watched as the mistress parted her lover’s buttocks and aimed the fake cock at his ass.

Griff sped up, giving her clit deft hard strokes, rotating over and around it.

“Oh, God,” she gasped, her hips canting toward his touch.

“Shh, see the cock… it’s going in.”

“Yes. Yes.” Her heart was pounding, her pussy leaking more arousal.

On stage the waiter’s hole was breached. His back arched, his mouth opened in a silent cry and he went onto his tiptoes.

Ava tried to imagine what it must feel like. She clasped her asshole tight, her pussy did the same. She was so turned on, gasping for it.

The audience was rapt, though a few people sipped drinks or fondled each other as they watched. Ava was spellbound. The young waiter’s response to taking the big black cock had her captivated.

On and on he was invaded. The cock slowly sinking deeper, disappearing. He cried out and the sound ended on a pleasure-soaked groan.

His mistress slapped his right ass cheek, hard. He jerked forward, she went with him, sinking to full depth.

He cried out again, his fingers flexing.

“He loves it,” Griff said. “See how he arches his lower back, taking it, asking for more with his body.”

She nodded.

“He’ll come soon.” Griff’s breaths were hot on her cheek. “And so will you. Come, Ava, now, come while you watch him come and think of me breaching your ass with my big cock. You’ll come so hard, so fast, I promise.”

“Oh… oh…” She didn’t stand a chance. Griff was working her clit with such skill. And it was so rude, so utterly naughty to climax in a room full of people. But she wanted it because Griff wanted it, and he said it should happen. That it would happen. “I’m… I’m…”

“Yes, come, come now.” He held her tight and close, his hand up her skirt.

The waiter was coming too, crying out, shoving back onto the cock that was driving into him. He was spanked again then his mistress reached beneath him and worked his cock.

Within seconds pleasure dripped from his cock. His skin was flushed, his body jerking and shaking.

Ava joined him, an orgasm rushing through her pussy and a new gush of dampness coating Griff’s fingers. She curled forward, Griff went with her, curling over her, keeping her close as her pussy spasmed and her clit pulsed. But she didn’t tear her gaze from the waiter, and as she came she imagined doing that with Griff. Letting him into her most private place. Would it hurt? Or would it be as amazing as the orgasm she’d just witnessed the waiter having?

There was only one way to find out.

Her orgasm faded and she slumped back on Griff, happy to be held and watch the clientele of Cauldron relax into their evening. She was a mess, hair and clothes disheveled, lipstick smeared, but she didn’t care. Not one bit. It wasn’t her responsibility.

Griff sipped his brandy, then when he’d finished he pulled her dress straight and urged her to her feet. “It’s time to go.”

“It is?” Ava was disappointed. She’d been watching a couple to her left. The woman was having nipple clamps applied and appeared to be in heaven as they were tightened with small screws—her head thrown back, lips parted, and breathing fast. She was also masturbating.

“There’s lots to see and lots to learn,” Griff said. “But that’s enough for one night. It’s late, you need your sleep.”

Ava knew better than to argue, and when Griff tugged her lead and stepped ahead with it draped over his right shoulder, she followed, content to watch the sexy sway of his torso as he walked.

She was the one going home with Griff Dix. The other subs in the club could pout and glare all they wanted. Ava knew he was just as much hers as she was his.

Chapter 15

Griff slept later than he’d intended the next morning. Perhaps it was because it had been a while since he’d been to Cauldron, or maybe it was because his body knew his leave was coming to an end and he needed the rest before shift work kicked back in.

When he wandered into the bathroom, naked, the radio was on downstairs and the chink of plates told him Ava was emptying the dishwasher.

He smiled; it was bliss not to be alone in the cottage and the fact it was Ava who was within the walls with him made it all the sweeter.

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