Page 16 of The Playboy

“Yes,” I replied. “In front of all these people.”

“Now?”

Instead of answering, I moved forward, my mouth hovering in front of hers. “Tell me to stop.”

I waited.

One second, two.

Three.

And when she said nothing, I closed the distance between us, breathing her in while my tongue parted her lips. The taste I’d wanted, the one I’d been craving since I’d first spotted her, was so fucking overwhelming that I moaned.

Jesus.

This was just a kiss … but this was unlike any other kiss.

The flavor of her was consuming, the feel of her in my arms completely overpowering.

I pressed her even harder against my waist while I melded our mouths together, using my lips to give her everything I’d promised.

If I was going to score this woman for the night, I had to show her why I was different.

Why I was worth having a one-night stand with.

Why she should want me as badly as I wanted her.

With my lips, I knew I could make her pant.

I could cause the wetness to pool from her cunt.

So, that was what I did while I kissed her, my hips swaying, churning to the beat, showing her my rhythm, prepping her for my thrusts.

With each swing, the need inside of me built.

The want blasted up and down my body.

The desire to stroke my dick through her tightness—right here, right now—was enough to make me fucking scream.

After several dips of my tongue, circling around hers, as I memorized the scents that owned me, the feel and taste, the way this embrace had turned her so submissive, she pulled away.

Her eyes gradually opened, her fingers going to her lips as she gasped, “My God.” She brushed those same fingers across her mouth, squeezing, releasing, and squeezing again. Her head shook, the look in her eyes emphasizing, “Point proven.”

She felt it too, just like I had known she would.

I gave her a small peck, teasing my hard-on. “And I’m not even close to being done.”

“There’s more?”

I laughed at the innocence in her voice. “If you want there to be.”

I watched her swallow and process my statement. Her eyes changed as I shifted her weight to one arm so I could cup her cheek. My thumb grazed the mouth I’d just ravished.

“There’s much more I want to do to you. Don’t let this night be over.” She still hadn’t confirmed why she was here, but I was pretty positive I knew the answer. “You just lost yourself in the music. Now, lose yourself in me.”

Her chest rose, her teeth giving her lip a quick bite. “Where?”

Fuck yes.

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