make it through the next one.
“Mmm.” He sits back and half turns to Beast. They speak in low voices, and I’m too distracted by what she’s doing to me to focus on them.
Aurora’s lips are at my ear again as she moves back to my clit. “You’re so wet, baby. I’m dying for a taste.” She takes the last bottle with her free hand and expertly finishes the drink. “Do you think they’re distracted enough that we can slip away for a minute?”
I turn my head enough to see the mischief sparking in her dark eyes. This is all pretend and Aurora is enjoying the hell out of it. I lick my lips, clinging to my role even as I grip the counter and fight not to ride her fingers. “I shouldn’t. I’m supposed to be good.”
“I’ll make you feel good.” She gives my clit another stroke. “What they don’t know won’t hurt them, right?”
I turn in her arms and she has to stop playing with my pussy to allow it. I’m drenched, drugged on lust and need and the knowledge that I’m doing exactly as I was told. “That drink is on you?”
She grins. “Consider it me buying it for you.” Aurora shoots a look to where Beast and Gaeton have their heads close together. They seem entirely wrapped up in each other and for a moment that distracts me enough that I pause. If Gaeton turned his head a little, they’d be kissing. My body gives another pulse at the thought.
Still, I hesitate even though I want what happens next more than anything. “I don’t know.”
Aurora leans up until she’s pressed against me, her thigh sliding between mine and rubbing against me. “Baby, I need your pussy. I feel how wet I made you and it makes me crazy. I need to worship your perfect breasts and I need you to come all over my face.” She shifts a little, grinding me down against her thigh. “I’m good. I can make it quick.” She nips my earlobe. “No one has to know.”
“No one has to know,” I repeat, nodding.
“This way.” She takes my hand and leads me to a narrow door tucked back behind the shelves. I might laugh if I could draw enough breath. Apparently I’m not the only one who fantasizes about getting fucked by the bartender. The door Aurora drags me through leads to a tiny supply closet. I barely get a chance to marvel that it’s legitimately filled with cleaning supplies before Aurora shuts the door and pushes me against the wall.
She kisses me like she needs this as much as I do. As if maybe this is real and I’m hooking up with the pretty bartender while my boyfriends drink a few feet away. She tastes of something sweet and I sink into the kiss. I cup her breasts, but it’s not good enough, so I tug down her dress to get to bare skin. She’s so soft and the way she sighs against my mouth makes me crazy. So wrong. So right. God, I can’t stop.
I don’t want to stop.
I kiss her harder and run my hands down to her ass, to dip beneath her dress even as she’s undoing the top of mine, to squeeze her ass, and then I reach farther and stroke her pussy from behind. She’s so wet. Holy shit, she’s so wet.
Aurora yanks down my dress, wasting no time sucking on my nipples and leaving little love bites on the curves. I have to let go of her ass, but I instantly reach between her thighs to touch her. She pauses for a second as I slide a finger into her and I moan. “You feel so good. You’re so fucking sexy.”
“You are a goddamn delight.” She cups my breasts together as I work her, and it doesn’t matter that I’m fumbling and not an expert at this because she’s riding my hand. “That feels so good.” She shoves my dress up around my waist. “It feels better because we’re not supposed to.”
“I know.” I can feel her pussy clenching around me and I push a second finger in. Now it’s my time to whisper in her ear. “When I walked in here and saw you behind the bar—I wanted this from the second I saw you.”
She’s stroking my pussy again as she exhales against my nipples. “You wanted what, baby? Tell me.” We should be going fast, should be hurrying, but we’ve both slowed down. It’s