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  "Don't you miss the feel of a man inside you?" Skye asks London with genuine interest.

  London answers unfazed. "That's what strap-ons are for."

  "Can we please stop talking about sex? My body can't handle it," I plead.

  "She's a little wound up, London," Skye adds.

  "I can fix that for you, Kendall." London's offer is a solid one. I have no doubt she'd be able to satiate my needs right now.

  "Under different circumstances I might have taken you up on your offer, London. It wouldn't feel right tonight. You deserve all of my attention and right now I'm drinking away the disappointment of a guy."

  "Levi must have fucked up big time."

  My mouth drops open in shock. "How did you know I was talking about Levi?"

  "Everyone knows. For the last year, your eyes light up every time he walks in the room. He's a little more subtle with his reaction to you but tonight he hasn't been able to take his eyes off you."

  I laugh. "Which is humorous since he told me just a few hours ago that we were never going to happen."

  "He just needs a little push." Her eyes light up with wild excitement and I can't help but smile. I know exactly what she has in mind.

  I promised I was done throwing myself at him, but that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun as I wait to see if he makes a move. I want him, but I'll no longer be the one feeling unwanted and unworthy.

  "What did you have in mind?" I ask invitingly.

  Skye pushes herself between us. "I don't think this is a good idea. It might not end the way you want it to, Ken."

  Skye's intentions are good, but we ignore her.

  "Kendall's a big girl. She can make her own decisions. If I get to make out with her then it'll end exactly how I want it to."

  I wink at her. "If I remember correctly you are an amazing kisser."

  I lean in and smell London's fruity scent. Skye can faintly be heard saying, "For the record I am against this."

  Ignoring her and the small voice inside telling me this is a bad idea, I wrap my hand around the back of London's neck and pull her to me and our lips connect. Warmth spreads through my body, as our mouths slowly start to remember how the other moves. Her neck feels soft, her lips make me tingle and I know how easy it could be to forget everything with her. Forget about Levi and just climb to mindless ecstasy. There are no feelings or emotions with London. What we have is purely physical. When I open my eyes to peek at Levi, he's watching me like a man possessed.

  It's invigorating.

  It's infuriating.

  Why won't he just claim what I'm offering him?

  My palm slides down London's neck, as I taste her watermelon lip-gloss. Her lips move against mine effortlessly. I forgot just how nice it is to kiss another woman. There's a unique and sensual way two women's bodies move together that a man and a woman can't replicate. Her soft curves press against mine as the kiss deepens and I love the way she feels. I may have kissed her for a selfish reason, but if Levi won't take me home tonight it's nice to know I have another option.

  Her right hand moves from my waist and begins to slide up the front of my body. My nipples harden with anticipation. I arch my back as her hand massages my breast and I moan into her mouth in pleasure. She's summoning an animalistic response from my body and Levi is watching every touch and every kiss.

  I'm not sure what turns me on more and right now I don't care. I'm sick of the hot and cold game he plays and I'm at my breaking point. No matter what the end result, the teeter-totter game ends tonight. I want to be with Levi, but I'm done throwing myself at him.

  My hand travels around London's hip so I can cup her ass but before I get the chance I'm ripped away from her soft body as I'm confronted by the man who made me desperate enough to be in this position.

  "Want to join in? I'm sure a man like you can handle the two of us."

  "Cut the shit, Kendall."

  "What, you don't want a threesome? I thought this was a fantasy every guy had."

  He pulls me into his hard body, holding me to him with one arm behind my back and the other cupping the back of my neck. His lips are just inches from mine and I can feel his hot breath against my skin. "When are you going to learn that I'm not like every guy? I only want you."

  Chapter Sixteen

  Levi

  I don't recognize the man I've become. Kendall shouldn't have this much power over me, but seeing her kiss London was too much for me to handle. While every other guy in this club probably loved watching two hot women make out, my stomach turned in agony. She is mine. No one, not even a woman as hot as London, can have her.

  "You want me?" she asks desperately. Her eyes expressing all of the emotions surrounding those three words. I've made her doubt me. I've made her doubt herself. The confident woman I've gotten to know this past year is standing before me vulnerable and unsure. It's time I take a page from her book and put it all out there. I'm done talking. We've talked enough. I'm going to show her just how much I want her.

  We're inches apart and I close the gap. My lips press against hers in a possessive kiss. The moment our lips touch my body relaxes. The torture I've been putting myself through since our last kiss is gone and I want everyone in this damn club to know she's fucking off-limits. She's mine.

  She kisses me back and it's electric. Her swollen lips tremble against mine. She tastes so sweet and I want to savor it, but I also taste hints of watermelon and I know the flavor is one that doesn't belong to Kendall. Jealousy creeps back inside and I'm angry London got to taste her tonight before I did. I bite down on Kendall's bottom lip and she whimpers against my mouth, causing my dick to harden to the point of pain. My dick wants the release I've been denying him for five long years. He doesn't care that she was kissing a woman just moments ago. Neither should I. I deserved it and what I need now is to be the one she ends the night with.

  I need to be inside her.

  My hand that's resting at the small of her back moves to the curve of her ass. I squeeze a cheek before trailing my hand lower, down the back of her smooth thigh and to the hem of her short black dress. I slip my hand underneath the material and trail my fingers up her inner thigh and she sighs out in pleasure. I inhale her sigh, wanting to consume every part of her including each breath. My other hand moves to the back of her head and I grab on to her hair as my tongue parts her lips. Her tongue meets mine and I relish the way she forfeits control, allowing me to be in charge of the kiss.

  My fingers meet her thong and I push past it, trailing the tip of my thumb along her wet slit. Her body moves against mine, demanding more. I want to give her more. I want to give her everything, but I'm also aware that we're in the middle of the club surrounded by dozens of people we work with. We need privacy.

  I move my lips against hers one more time before pulling away. Our eyes meet and I know I should say something, but I can't stop staring at how beautiful she looks. Her lips are swollen; her eyes wild and dilated, and her normally straight black hair is untamed. Her black mascara is smeared around her eyes, yet she's the most stunning woman in the room.

  Pulling her back against my hard body I whisper against her lips, "Come with me."

  She holds my hand and we move through the crowd of people. I catch a few of our coworkers' eyes on us but who gives a fuck. Let them gossip about us.

  I don't know where I'm headed to I just know I need to get Kendall alone, away from any wandering eyes. With each step I grow a little more impatient. My balls ache and I can't stop wondering what Kendall's pussy tastes like.

  The ladies' bathroom is the first thing I see so I hurry through the door, knowing this is the perfect place for privacy. The stalls are empty and there are two women washing their hands at the sink. The good employee in me knows I should wait, but I've lost all control. In a moment of weakness I use the title of my job for the wrong reason and I don't even regret it. "Security. Everyone needs to get the fuck out."

  "We'll just be a minute," the younger woman says as
she pulls lipstick out of her handbag. I let go of Kendall's hand and walk over to the woman, grabbing the lipstick out of her grip and shoving it back in her bag. "I told you to get the fuck out. There's another ladies' bathroom on the other side of the club or you can use the men's room. As of now this bathroom is out of order."

  The women grab their shit and run out. A different woman tries to enter at the same time, but I close the door on her and lock it from the inside.

  "You can be one scary dude when you want to be."

  "Did I scare you?" I ask her with intensity.

  She presses her tits against my chest and slides her hands under my shirt. "No. You turn me on."

  Fuck, this girl is everything.

  We both move at the same time and my lips crash down on hers. Her palms move from my chest around to my back and her touch is everything I've been missing. I grab her ass and pick her up as I walk us toward the sink.

  This is going to be wild and fast.

  She wraps her long, perfect legs around my hips and then my fingers move to the hem of her dress, pushing it up around her waist. I set her down on the edge of the sink and break our kiss. As great as her lips taste, I need to taste every inch of her body. My mouth moves to her neck as I grip her hips and grind against her center, giving her a preview of what's to come. My hands move to the string of her thong and I rip it off, leaving her pussy bare.

  She moans each time I touch her.

  She sighs each time I push against her.

  My hands grip her thighs and I push her legs farther apart. Kendall leans back against the mirror and I fall to my knees, wrapping my arms around her bottom and pulling her to my mouth. I bury my face in her warm center and my eyes practically roll to the back of my head at her delicious scent.

  It's been so long since I tasted a woman.

  As I part her lips with my tongue I savor her sweet juices. She's so wet and I'm torn because I want to stay buried in her cunt but I also need to dive into her warmth. I need my dick coated in her desire.

  The tip of my tongue meets her clit, causing her thighs to tremble as she holds on to my bald head. I trace circles with my tongue over her swollen pearl, encouraged by her soft moans and pleasurable whimpers. Her legs fall over my shoulders and her heels dig into my back as she begins to grind against my mouth. The pain in my back lets up as her high heels fall to the floor. She continues riding my face and her enthusiasm is going to make me blow my load sooner than I want to.

  "Make me come. Please, Levi, make me come," she begs.

  Her eyes are closed and her head falls back against the mirror. She's in the throes of passion and I want to feel her finish on my face. My tongue continues to pleasure her as I start to stand up. My free hand slides up her inner thigh, wanting to play with her pussy, too. I tease her center and begin fucking her with my fingers, rubbing against her just where she needs me.

  "Oh, yes..." she sighs out, her voice reaching a high octave I've never heard before. "There. Right there. Don't stop. Don't stop..."

  And then she comes.

  Fuck, does she come. Her pussy squeezes my finger as she rides out her orgasm and I need to taste her. I need to taste what I was able to give her. My mouth moves from her clit and I suck her juices off my fingers, but it's not enough. I need more. I nuzzle her thigh and then bury my face in her cunt as I eat her out some more. My tongue licks her pink, swollen center and I'll never get enough of her flavor. I'm a thirsty man. A man who was out in the desert for five long years and now that he's had a sip of water, he's craving the whole fucking bottle.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Kendall

  Every inch of my body hums in pleasure and I'm filled with so many emotions–I don't know whether I should laugh or cry. I should be satiated. He's worshiped me with his tongue and I've never come so hard from oral, but as great as he was I need more. I want to feel him inside me. My body won't be happy until I'm filled with his cock.

  I grip the back of his t-shirt and pull it over his head, forcing him to stop licking my pussy. He's standing, watching me, waiting to see what I do next. I'm still sitting on the counter as I reach over and pull him back to me by his belt loops. Without a word he lowers the top of my dress and exposes my naked breasts. He covers them with his hands and I can't take any more teasing. We're in the bathroom at a club. This should be a sprint not a marathon.

  I unbuckle his belt and he starts to play with my nipples. I bust open his pants and lower his zipper, and then he's taking one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking the erect bud between his teeth. I try and lower his pants with my hands, but it's too hard with the way he's feasting on my chest, so I lift my legs until each big toe slides into a belt loop. Then I lower his pants, springing his dick free.

  "Your tits are beautiful," he whispers appreciatively as he moves from one breast to the other. He's teasing me by licking and sucking my nipples. As good as his mouth feels, it's not enough.

  I ache for him.

  "Make out with my tits later. I need you inside me," I purr.

  He bends down and grabs his wallet from his pants. I'm confused by his sudden lack of attention until he pulls out a condom. He rips the black and gold foil with his teeth and rolls the condom over the head of his dick. Fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck. His cock is large and hard–just like him. I glance down at the foil wrapper he's tossed on the counter and I'm not surprised to see it's a Magnum.

  "Are you sure you haven't had sex in five years?" I ask, wondering how the hell he kept that thing leashed.

  He laughs. "Five years, four months, and eleven days, but who's counting."

  My mind back on the condom I ask, "Were you expecting to get laid tonight?"

  "I never know what to expect with you."

  "Has that condom been in your wallet for five years, four months, and eleven days?"

  His eyes narrow as he stares at my lips and he gives me that sexy grin. "Yes. Let's see if it works."

  He's going to rip me a...

  "Oh, my God," I yell out as his arms wrap around me and in one thrust he fills me with his cock. My eyes close and my lips part as I try to adjust to his enormous size. He pulls out slowly before pushing back in and it feels painful and incredible all at the same time.

  He kisses me as he continues to thrust inside me–his tongue matching the rhythm of his hips. Each thrust feels punishing. Each time he fills me there's a delicious sting and each time he pulls back I feel an empty void. It's the highest high followed by the lowest low and I need more of my drug. I want to chase this feeling forever.

  I kiss down his neck and mumble against his skin. "Faster. Fuck me faster."

  He listens to my commands and I stop kissing. I stop speaking. I just feel.

  He fucks me fast and I feel the delicious ripples of my approaching orgasm. Each time his cock hits my g-spot I swallow a sigh. My pussy clenches as I prepare for what's to come. My body overheats and my skin tingles. My back aches, my clit throbs, and with one final thrust I'm overtaken with pure ecstasy. I'm dizzy–my body is filled with euphoria. I have the most powerful orgasm I've ever experienced, and it's with a man who hasn't fucked in five years.

  Levi continues to push inside me as my body is overtaken in blissful contentment. I'm fucking floating. When his lips press against the crook of my neck, he groans out his release and I hold him. My arms around his back hold him close, my legs squeeze his hips tighter, and I hold him until he's finished coming inside me.

  I'm able to catch my breath and collect my thoughts before he pulls away from me. He moves over to one of the stalls and tosses the condom in the toilet before flushing. The bathroom is quiet, other than the music floating in from the club. I slide off the counter and adjust my dress so that it covers my body the way it was made to instead of being wrapped around my waist like a hula-hoop. Levi starts getting dressed and the reality of what happened between us starts to settle in. I'm not quite sure what happens next. I don't want this to be it between us. Levi has the power to decide where w
e go from here.

  "What did you think the first time you saw me?" Those aren't exactly the first words I wanted to say to him after what just happened, but there's nothing I can do about that now. Ugh, I'm such a dweeb.

  He zips up the front of his pants and slips on his t-shirt before answering. "You don't need to know. A man like me doesn't have any clean or pure thoughts when he sets eyes on a woman like you."

  My eyes light up with excitement and I welcome more information. "I think I'm going to like this story. Impure thoughts are exactly what I want to hear. Tell me, please."

  He watches me with amusement and then nods. "I thought you were trouble. You walked through the bar looking so damn sexy in kitten heels and a tight skirt. In those few seconds, I thought of every way I wanted to fuck you. I imagined your pouty lips screaming my name. Letting those thoughts roam freely wasn't like me. I felt out of control. I was salivating and I was so thankful that you never locked eyes with me because I would have lost my job and my self-control the moment you had. For fuck's sake, I hauled ass to the bathroom and talked my dick down before I embarrassed myself. I was usually so in control, but you unnerved me and I hadn't even talked to you."

  He stares down at the floor and I can tell he's ashamed to admit his private thoughts to me. We're still getting to know each other. We're still learning all of the little quirks about our personalities. He needs to know that his thoughts are nothing to be ashamed of. I like a guy who thinks dirty.

  I slip my heels back on and reach for his hands. "You have no idea how much I needed to hear that. For the longest time, I thought my desire for you went unreciprocated."

  He watches our hands together and starts playing with my fingers before intertwining his fingers with mine. "How about you, Kendall? What did you think the first time you saw me?"

  Without skipping a beat, I reply, "I wondered how fast I could get you to let me sit on your face and ride your dimples. I never thought you'd make me wait this damn long."