Page 120 of Pretty Obsessed

His lips parted and his tongue wet them, the gleam in my eyes telling me he'd do it if I wanted. My heart hammered in my chest as I stroked him.

"I want you right here, right now."

"Take me." He dragged his teeth over his lip, temptation incarnate.

"We can't…"

"I know, and yet all I can think about is you taking me out of my jeans and making me come all over."

My breathing hitched. "Maybe I should make you get on your knees and suck me off here."

"Would you fuck my face?" he said it with such nonchalance, such ease like we were speaking about the art.

"With abandon. In and out of your throat but only because I'd be imagining being elsewhere." I took my hand out of his pocket.

He gave a needy whimper. "Don't stop."

I gripped him over his jeans, audacious right out there in the open. "I didn't plan on it."

"I don't think I can wait until we get back to the hotel." His words were lost to a moan but I understood the gist of them.

"Tell me how much you need me now."

"More than the club."

This gave me pause. "You didn't even get off?"

"I know."

"Explain yourself." I squeezed his cock quite ruthlessly.

"Had I not left right then while you were distracted, I would have let you do anything you wanted to me."

My breath caught in my throat. All the oxygen suddenly void from the space between us. "This seems to be a reoccurring theme."

He tipped his chin, nodding slowly. "I can't say no to you."

I slid a knuckle under his chin, so tempted to kiss him as I tilted his face up towards mine. "Do you know how much that turns me on?"

He shook his head, so I grabbed his hand and put it on my dick. "Feel me. Feel what you do to me."

His lips curled upward and he stroked in return. "Please find someplace to fuck me."

"My pleasure, dearest." Reluctantly I released him but grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the next gallery. "I bet we can find an empty bathroom."

He held my hand for dear life, jogging to keep up with my headlong strides. I walked with purpose, passing gallery after gallery with only one thought keeping hold of me.

"Wait." He pulled me back to him.

"What?" I asked breathlessly.

He pushed me into the wall and lifted on his toes brushing his lips over mine. I searched his face, waiting for an explanation, but he kissed me again.

"What?" I asked a second time.

"I couldn't go any longer without doing it." His tongue skimmed my lips before dipping inside.

I grabbed both his butt cheeks dragging his body against mine. "This is dangerous, so dangerous." But it didn't stop me.

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