Page 93 of The Merger

“Please, Stryker, I can’t wait that long.”

“Not here.” I grabbed her hand and went in search of a dark corner.

I took her hand and led her to the stairs. No one had gone up to the VIP area since we’d been up there. There was a dance floor with a glass rail so the patrons who shelled out thousands for bottle service could watch the crowd while they remained above them.

“Hands on the rail,” I told her.

So eager for my touch, she obeyed without question.

“Mmmm,” I purred in her ear. “That’s my good girl.”

Slowly, I let my hand trail up her thigh until my fingers flirted with the hem of her dress.

“If anyone looks up here, they’re going to see my fingers deep in your cunt. They’ll see your skin flushed, and your fingers gripping the rail while you fight not to come. And you’ll fight, because you are a good girl, and what I plan to do to you is very bad.”

A barely audible squeak escaped her, but she didn’t move. My hand slipped under her dress and up into her tiny thong. I slipped my fingers over her mound and rubbed her clit. Her head fell back, granting me access to her neck.

Her scent overwhelmed me, and I dove in for a taste of her. I trailed my lips up the side of her neck and back down. I pressed my teeth into the area where her neck met her shoulder. I slipped a finger into her tight channel and found her dripping for me.

I released her shoulder and whispered in her ear. “It seems like my good girl wants to be bad with me.”

“Yes,” she panted.

With my free hand I turned her face and kissed her savagely. I plunged two fingers inside of her and fucked her hard while rubbing her clit with the heel of my hand. She whimpered into my mouth.

“You like the fact that anyone could see us right now, don’t you?” I taunted her.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. That wasn’t going to be good enough. I added a third finger and curled them until I was relentlessly working her towards a climax.

“How bad do you want to be, Sunshine?” I pushed a strap down her shoulder revealing a bare breast.

I tsked. “No bra? Anyone could have seen these beautiful tits if one of these,” I slipped off the other strap exposing her other breast, “at any time.”

Pinching a nipple and massaging her breast in my hand, I found her G-spot and rubbed until her legs lost the ability to hold her.

“Ride my hand until you soak my fingers. Then I’m going to take you to the bathroom and lick you clean. Would you like that? Do you want me to shove my tongue deep in your cunt? Only after you come for me again will I give you my cock. I’ll lean you over the sink and fuck you hard and fast.”

She screamed as she came. I pulled my fingers from her. While she pulled up the top of her dress, I stuck my fingers in my mouth, cleaning her juices off of them. I groaned.

“Bathroom, now,” I growled.

I grabbed her hand and dragged her down the hall to the VIP bathroom. On our way, I saw my brother exiting his office. He froze on the spot, face pale, and I knew he was the one to set us up. He looked like he’d just seen a ghost because he’d believed I was dead. I needed to confront him, but there were other needs I had to address first. Mainly how badly my rock hard dick needed some relief.

I reached around her and shoved open the bathroom door. “In,” I barked.

As soon as we were through the door, I threw the lock. I hoisted her up on the sink and knelt in front of her. “I’ve got to clean my dirty girl up.”

I snapped the sides of her thong and stuck the scrap of lace in my pocket. “Pull your straps down. I want to see your tits while I clean up your pussy.”

With shaking hands, she shoved both straps down and her breasts bounced free. I shoved the bottom of her dress up over her hips. Pushing her knees apart, I lowered myself in front of her. Without a word I buried my face in her center. Her scent was an aphrodisiac and I couldn’t get enough of her.

I ate her like a man starved. When I sucked on her clit her back bowed, shoving her breasts out. I watched them bounce as she rocked her pussy against my face. As I promised, I shoved my tongue deep inside of her and gave her a preview of how I planned to fuck her. Hard, fast, and unforgiving. I was going to burn the feel of me into every cell of her body. Her fingers gripped my hair as she screamed. It was loud and long and almost drowned out the sound of pounding on the door.

I knew it was Malcolm. He’d recovered from the shock of seeing me alive and inside his club. I bet he thought he’d gotten me out of the way so he could move in and get Sabrina. There were probably missed calls from him on her cell phone that was still on the plane. Or maybe the pilot had made it off the mountain and told him Sabrina was on the plane too. Now we were here, alive and he was the one who was going to suffer. First, he was going to have front row seats to the sounds he’d never hear from Sabrina on his own.

I stood up and unbuckled my belt. She reached out, grabbed a paper towel, and wiped off my face. Lowering my boxers I gave my cock a hard yank.

I pulled her to the edge of the counter and rubbed my cock through her slit, coating it in her wetness. “Brace yourself,” I warned her.