Page 78 of Sentinel's Kiss
Chapter 18
Sentinel got a few looks when he strolled into the Blue Line. Naomi gave him an enthusiastic thumbs-up from behind the bar.
“Are we going to fuck in your bar in front of your friends?” Ashley said. “Because that’s not as anonymous as I was hoping for.”
“Trust me.” He brought her upstairs to the VIP lounge.
People had paired up and in some cases tripled up. There was a pounding beat of a bass and the DJ was playing music to fuck enthusiastically to.
“Let’s dance,” he said, whirling her into his arms. He cupped her fantastic ass in his hands and hauled her in close.
She ground against his leg as they rubbed against each other and danced.
“See anything you like?” he said in her ear, speaking up to be heard over the music.
“What kind of VIP club is this?” she asked.
“A private one. Anything goes, wild child.”
Sentinel caught the eyes of a butch brunette who winked at him. He shook his head. Ashley was his. He wasn’t going to share.
“I like watching the guy over there playing darts.”
Scowling, Sentinel glared over at the dartboard, but he didn’t see anyone. Off to the left, however, was one of the regulars. He was throwing knives at a woman who was bound on a wheel and being spun around.
“Those aren’t darts. And don’t worry. He’s a professional.”
The woman shrieked when the knives thunked into the wheel, but it was obvious that she was more excited than afraid.
“I suppose you like watching the girl under the table over there.”
Sentinel didn’t even have to look. He had been in that spot several times. “I like watching you watch.”
Her pupils were wide and her breathing was heavy. Her nipples pressed against his chest. Sentinel danced her over to a dark corner and unsnapped her jeans, pulling the zipper down.
“I’m not fucking you in front of all these people,” Ashley said, but Sentinel didn’t think she sounded too sure about that.
“Okay,” he said, diving his fingers into her pants. They didn’t have to fuck out here.
“Josh,” she moaned.
“All they can see is my back right now,” he said. “They can try and guess what we’re doing.” He burrowed his fingers between her legs and pushed aside her dripping wet panties. “But just you and I know that I’m about to get you off.”
Ashley spread her legs to give him better access. Then she surprised him by unbuttoning his pants. “If they can’t see me, they can’t see this.”
Her slick folds were molten as he played with her clit. She took out his cock and held it in her soft hand. Ashley gripped him and stroked him fast.
“Mmm,” he groaned, leaning in to slip his tongue between her parted lips. He fingered her fast, needing her to come. And if her quick gasps against his mouth were any indication, she was close. Meanwhile, her hand was making short work of his control. “Show me your tits,” he said.
She looked around and tentatively lifted up her shirt.
He thrust two fingers inside her and she cried out.
“That’s a nice bra, wild child. But not what I asked you.” He fucked her with his fingers and she nearly lost her grip on him when she yanked her bra up. Her luscious breasts popped up and he groaned in appreciation. “That’s real nice, baby. Put them away now. I don’t want to catch anyone’s attention. Those are only for me to see.”
“Josh,” she whispered, “I’m going to come.” She yanked her shirt down and put her hands on his shoulders.
“Yeah, you are.” He kissed her and went back to circling her clit. Ashley’s hips spasmed when she came on his fingers.