Page 83 of Fabulous Filthy Friend

He brushes them away. “Don’t cry, Rach. Please don’t cry.”

I sniffle. “It’s okay. They’re happy tears. We are most definitely on the same page, but…”

This is a deal-breaker, and I have no idea how he will react. It’s the thing that’s been weighing on me since the first moment I figured out who he is but that I managed to push aside in favor of giving in to my baser needs first. I can’t ignore it anymore, though.

He raises an eyebrow. “But what?”

“But there’s one more thing I want to make sure you understand. You’re going to be giving up HRD4U.”

He flashes me a breathtaking, devious grin and leans down, stopping with his lips a hairsbreadth from mine. “Why is that, love?”

I glower at him and push at his chest to get him to move away. He can’t be serious. “Did you really think I’d be okay with you continuing that now that we’re together?”

A low chuckle vibrates in his chest, and he shakes his head. “I was thinking more like a change in programming.”

“A change in programming? I don’t follow.”

His hand snakes down between my legs. I shudder under him as he lines up his cock at my entrance and brushes his lips against my ear. “Think about it, babe. You and me on camera. Doesn’t the thought of knowing somebody’s watching you turn you on?”

Heat floods between my thighs at his words.

Shit.

Flynn pushes up into me slowly. His dick spreads me open and drags against all the right places inside me. It’s like we were always meant to be like this. Two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly.

Public sex could be hot.

The thought of strangers watching us ignites a fire inside me, making me bow up to meet him and urge him to move faster.

So maybe?

He rolls his hips, pulls out, and then pushes back into me.

It’s so hard to remember to think when he’s doing this to me.

“Our own sex site?”

He nods and thrusts up into me again slowly. “Yeah, babe. Does that make you hot? The thought of all those people getting off, seeing us get off? Letting people watch while I fuck you all over the house. Bending you over the chaise. Up on the counter. Plowing you on the couch. Against the wall in the shower. Making you scream while I pound into you over and over again as many times as you can take it? Having my cum all over you for everyone to see? People watching me claim you like a fucking feral animal.”

His fingers find my throbbing clit as his dick glides in and out of me, and another orgasm starts to build, heat spreading through my limbs and up my spine.

He pumps into me and lightly drags his lips over mine. “You know that turns you on, Rach. To know people are watching us. I can feel how fucking wet it makes you. You’re practically dripping. So, let’s do it. Let’s be dirty. Together.”

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FLYNN

A pink flush spreads across Rachel’s cheeks, and she gives me a reproachful look from next to me in the booth. “Stop looking at me like that.”

I grin at her as she tries not to smile while she peeks at me out of the corner of her eye. “Like what?”

She sighs and finally turns to lean toward me, like someone at a surrounding booth might hear whatever she’s about to say. “Like you want to fuck me on this table.”

I slide my hand onto her thigh and trail my fingers up the inside toward the spot where I want to be so badly, relishing the way she shivers under my light touch. “But I do want to fuck you on this table. Or duck under the tablecloth and eat your pussy until you come all over my face.”

She turns beet red and bats my hand away, then slaps my bicep. “Behave.”

“Ouch!” I rub at the stinging skin and shift across the leather booth seat until I can brush my lips against her ear and feel the heat radiating off her. The thought of really crawling under the table and doing what I just threatened crosses my mind, and I quickly scan the restaurant to see who has a line of sight to our table. “You don’t like it when I behave.”

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