Page 86 of Wild Card
Eyes on me.
I look up at him, and the look on his face is positively devious, and hot as fuck. I can feel how wet I’m getting, and the fact that it’s happening while I sit in his teammate's lap in the middle of a bar hits me hard. Another thing for the list of things I had no idea I wanted.
His lips pull into a dark smirk like he knows exactly what I’m thinking and who I’m thinking about and hits the button again. The shift is intense, and I bite down hard on my lower lip to stifle a moan. So tempted to rock forward for more of the friction. Anything to put me out of my misery.
Nick shifts underneath me, and I’m mortified when I realize the vibration is probably enough that he can either hear it or feel it while I’m sitting in his lap. He might have even heard me moan over the music and chatter in here.
“Are you… Are you vibrating?” Nick asks quietly, laughing nervously. I shift again, hoping I can shield him from it. When I suddenly realize why his laugh is nervous because I can definitely feel Nick’s dick going hard against my ass.
“Yes. Sorry. It’s my phone. I should…” I stop mid-sentence because as I move the vibrator presses closer to my clit and I nearly see stars. “Madison, can I get—”
I stop again, and she frowns at me, but seeing the pained look on my face, she shifts out of position and lets me up. I start walking as quickly as I possibly can back toward the bar to where the restrooms are, so I can take this thing off. Right before I strangle Tobias.
But I don’t get far before an arm wraps around my waist, and I’m pulled back through a door that’s behind the bar. It’s dark in here, but there’s just enough light that I realize it’s Tobias who dragged us in here.
“Turn it off. Now.” I press my palm to his chest and the firm tone of my voice makes him react quickly, the vibration coming to an abrupt halt. I take a deep breath, leaning over and resting my hands on what appears to be a desk in the middle of the room.
“Where are we?”
“Gabe’s office.”
I look around and it’s like a sunken office behind the bar, surrounded by glass on all sides. Glasses of alcohol stacked on shelves on the other side and brightly lit behind the bar.
“Is it see-through?” I puzzle at it, trying to figure out where the hell we are.
“Two-way glass. We can see out, they can’t see in. Gabe thinks he’s clever.”
“It is pretty clever, in like a 70’s detective series kind of way.”
“Or a 70’s porn kind of way.” Tobias smirks.
My cheeks pink as I look around and notice the couch and desk don’t have a lot on them. I lift my hands off the table quickly.
“It gets cleaned every night.”
“You would know?”
“He’s told me because he’s offered to let me use it.”
“Have you?”
“Not yet.” He smirks.
“Were you planning to ask Nick to join us?”
His brows knit together in irritation.
“Fuck no.”
“Because I definitely know what his dick feels like now thanks to you making me vibrate and moan in his lap.” I glare at him.
“Oh fuck.” He laughs, his eyes bright with amusement.
“Yeah.Oh fuck.I’ll never be able to look at him in the eyes again. Thank you for that.”
“Like you didn’t enjoy it.”
“Well, I hope Nick enjoyed it.”
