for going over to Superior." He walked toward the front door, ready to go back inside, where he could be with Faye.
"Not a problem." Aaron followed him into the bar and headed toward the other Tarkio members.
Curley found Faye talking with Angela and Tracy while she cleaned the surface of the counter. Whatever she was saying had the other women laughing, and gaining the attention of Hammer and Whip at the end of the bar.
A primal need drove him forward, needing to breach her inner circle. It had more to do with wanting her to feel that comfortable with him more than it was a need for her attention.
She lifted her gaze, spotted him, and her eyes warmed. He stepped around the counter and tagged her hand, making her drop the rag.
Heat rolled off her, and she eagerly looked to him for what was going on. He pushed into the back room. One quick glance around the area, and he turned to her, working his fingers around the button of the shorts she had on until the material gave way.
"Curley." She grabbed her shorts at the hip. Her voice pitching higher, she said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm taking what's mine." He dragged her shorts and panties down to her ankles.
Straightening, he hooked his hands under her armpits and lifted her off the floor. Her ass landed on the counter, and he stepped between her thighs to keep her legs from closing.
"Someone is going to walk in," she whispered urgently, grabbing his vest. "I'm supposed to be working."
"It's break time." He claimed her mouth, circling his fingers around the front of her neck.
Her muscles spasmed against his touch. He used his lips to open her mouth and stroke her tongue, taking the kiss deeper. The taste of her sweetness hardened him. His cock pulsed behind his zipper. The confining material only made his suffering worse. He wanted in her wet warmth, her legs locked around him.
Faye no longer pushed him away but dragged him closer, holding on to the front of his vest. He moved his hand away from her throat and trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on the sensitive skin. Her moan vibrated against his tongue.
Stepping back without leaving her, he lowered his head to the front of her shirt. The thin fabric of her T-shirt couldn't stop him. He nuzzled her breasts until he found her peaked nipple through the material of her bra and top. Opening his mouth, he used his teeth to grab and tug the nub.
Faye arched, pressing her breast against him. Without letting go of her nipple, he circled his tongue on the tip through the fabric.
"Oh...my...God," she whispered in a hiss. "You need to stop before..."
He slid his hand between her legs. Slipping his fingers under her ass, he thrust his thumb into her pussy. Even over the music in the other room and the loud voices in conversation, he could hear how wet she was for him.
He moved to her other breast, knowing he left a damp spot on the front of her shirt, and everyone would see what he'd done.
He wanted them to know.
He wanted to parade her in front of the whole fucking bar and make a statement. She was his woman. Only his.
Moving down, he pushed his face between her legs without removing his hand. He attacked her clit in the same way he'd taken her nipples. Licking, sucking, biting.
Faye's hand landed on his head, searching for something to grab. Because he'd shaved all his hair off that morning, she found his ear. Dragged forward, he opened his mouth wider. Slurping, nipping, gnawing like a starving man, he fed off her. His cock pulsed violently in his jeans.
Her thighs tightened, holding his head in place. Slowly plunging his thumb inside of slick warmth, he swallowed her arousal.
The door opened. Music grew louder. After several seconds, the noise was again muffled, and he knew whoever had walked into the back room had left them to enjoy each other.
Faye trembled, unaware that they'd had company. He relentlessly gave and gave, knowing any second, he'd be rewarded. That moment came as her orgasm possessed her. Her pussy clamped down on his thumb. Her ass clenched in his palm. Wetness coated his lips, his cheeks, his beard.
As her body shuddered, he slowed, licking the swollen flesh between her legs, eliciting a sigh from her.
Her legs fell away from the sides of his head. He kissed the inside of her thigh with a