Page 14 of Sassy Embrace

"Claude, now," Leigh demanded.

"Leigh," he growled out, dark eyes burned with his intense desire.

Leaning over her shoulder, she shot him an impish grin as he climbed behind her once again. Her fingers gripped onto the edge of the bar top as she arched her back in anticipation.

His hand landed on her ass in a possessive grip. He squeezed tightly before landing a hard smack that had Leigh squealing in surprise and pleasure. He repeated the action several times, leaving her ass red and stinging. The sharp pain only heightened the sensation pooling between her thighs.

Claude positioned himself at her entrance and rubbed his length against her slick folds to tease. He leaned over her back and whispered hotly into her ear, “I'm not known for my patience, Leigh. Remember, you asked for it." His voice was raspy and thick with desire. Without wasting another second, he thrust hard inside her. The sound she let out was intoxicating, amix of surprised gasp and a low moan that nearly sent him over the edge.

Her body welcomed him in, hot and wet, and so damn tight that he growled low in his throat at the sensation. His hands gripped onto her hips with an ironclad hold as he pulled out to ram back into her again. His pace was brutal and unrelenting, each thrust accompanied by a salacious grunt.

The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. Its echo bounced against the walls and mingled with the gasps and growls they let out.

Soon, their rhythm was all that mattered, a primal, animalistic dance of desire and lust. Claude held the back of her neck with one hand while the other rested on her hip, directing each thrust with a precision that made her shiver and moan.

"You feel so good," he growled out, his voice rougher than sandpaper. The words dripped with raw desire and appreciation.

Her lips quivered as she let out a breathy sigh. "Claude... More..."

His response was an animalistic growl as he increased his pace. His fingers dug into her hips, leaving marks that would surely turn into bruises by morning - a silent testament to their shared passion. Her breasts swayed with each thrust, his rigid length rubbing deliciously against her swollen clit.

Leaning down, he pressed biting kisses down her spine, the coolness of his lips a stark contrast against the burning heat of her flushed skin. His teeth grazed over the sensitive nape of her neck, earning him a gasp that was music to his ears.

Taking a firm grip on her hair, he gave it a sharp tug, tilting her head back toward him, enabling him to see the raw passion written all over her face. Her eyes were shut tight, and her lips were parted as breathy moans escaped in rhythm with his relentless pace.

"Open your eyes, Leigh," he ordered in a guttural growl. She obeyed without a second’s hesitation, meeting his gaze through the mirror behind the bar in front of them. The sight of their connected bodies reflected back at them was more arousing than could be put into words.

Her eyes widened as she watched him drive into her. His muscles flexed and strained with effort. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.

His gaze never left hers as he increased his pace even further. "Come for me," he growled out commandingly.

His own climax was threatening to break through any moment now, a volcanic eruption that would undoubtedly leave him spent beyond repair.

Upon hearing his command, she let out a cry of relief and pleasure as her body convulsed underneath him. Her inner walls clamped down on him like a vise, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every vein in his body.

With one final guttural groan, he gave it his all and thrust into Leigh one last time, burying himself deep within her. He felt a rush of heat flooding through him as he came along with her, their cries of pleasure intermingling and resonating throughout the room.

He held on tightly as they rode the waves of their orgasms. Both spent, they slid to the club floor.

“That was…” she started, but he quickly finished her sentence for her.

“Fucking incredible.” He noticed her taking in the sight of him now that she was in the position to admire. He hoped she was pleased. So pleased that she was willing to do that again someday.

He stood up and reached out his hand to help pull her up from the floor. “I like the view,” she said as he noticed her face was level with his dick.

“That’s an adventure for another day.”

He needed to get over to Aria’s with the footage from the altercation and begin trying to get to the bottom of it.

He handed her her jeans while he pocketed her red lace underwear.

“What are you doing?” she questioned him with a strange look. “I kind of need those.”

He approached her and gave her a slow, tantalizing kiss. “And I need you to think about seeing me again on your ride home as my cum drips down your legs and onto your car seat.” He winked at her and began to exit the club.

“Where are you going?” she asked with her hand on her hips.

“I’m going to Aria’s to get some information. I’ll report back when I figure something out. Then I’ll return these underwear to you, maybe.”