She shook her head yes, and I smirked at her before burying my face deep into her sex, licking her clit, ravenously.
Thea’s moans increased as she fought harder and harder to not close her eyes. We continued to make eye contact, and I removed my mouth so I could slide two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy. Fuck, I don’t think I could ever get over how fucking perfect her pussy feels. My dick was definitely jealous of my fingers as it pressed hard against my jeans.
“Good girl,” I said, thrashing my fingers in and out of her. “Let me see those beautiful eyes as you come on my face.”
As my tongue lapped at her pussy, keeping up with my fingers, I watched her come undone on my tongue and cry out myname. I’m sure the whole club could hear her, but fuck if I cared. I swear, I’ve never watched anything more beautiful than watching Thea Blake climax. I let her ride out her orgasm as I placed gentle kisses on her now sensitive clit.
“Remind me to check on you in here more often,” she huffed and I smiled.
“Turn around so I can stick my cock in you, baby.”
Standing off of the desk, she began to bend over as I went to unzip my jeans. A knock at the door stopped me from taking my dick out.
“What?” I yelled at whatever asshole was interrupting me.
“It’s Circuit,” the voice answered. “Got some info for you, Prez.”
I groaned and Thea laughed.
“It’s okay,” she said. “Go handle business, Prez.”
She started pulling her leggings back up and as she turned around, I slapped her ass.
“Won’t be getting any business done if you call me that again.”
She rolled her eyes and I opened the door, revealing a very embarrassed Circuit. I fought back my smile as he looked between me and her, knowing he just interrupted me. Thea gave him an exaggerated salute and walked out of the room.
Fuck, I love that girl.
Chapter 23: Thea
I walked out of Maverick’s office and made my way toward the living room, plopping down on the couch beside Anna, Serena, and a few of the other girls who were watching a movie.
“You look thoroughly fucked,” Anna chuckled from next to me. “We heard your orgasm from here.”
“That was just his tongue,” I teased and she pretended to gasp in offense.
“You dirty whore!”
We both laughed and I felt around my pockets for my phone. Realizing I left it in Mav’s office, I got up and made my way back. I learned a few weeks ago that if the boys are in church we couldn’t interrupt under any circumstances, but I didn’t think that same rule applied for Maverick’s office, so I didn’t knock and just opened the door.
Walking in, I saw Circuit, Crash, my brother and Maverick standing, facing the opposite direction of me. They all turned their heads, and I felt the breath completely leave my body.
It wasn’t their faces that made the blood rush to my face, it was what they were looking at. As I stared down at the laptop, I was standing face-to-face with a picture of Matteo fucking Santoro.
My stomach dropped so violently I thought I was going to be sick.
Maverick’s eyes met mine and he looked down at the laptop, reading my mind. I quickly grabbed my phone and turned around, and Maverick tried to stop me.
“Babe, stop,” he called out and I could hear his footsteps behind me. “What’s wrong?”
I tried to walk faster as the realization hit me. This is a club full of outlaws, gang members. Of course they would be friends with someone high up in the mafia such as Matteo. I felt like my heart was breaking in half. If they are associated together, that makes them no better than he is. I really did trade one devil for another, and I knew I needed to get out before it was too late.
How could I trust that the club wouldn’t turn me in for a couple million dollars? Sure, my brother wouldn’t easily let that happen, but what is one unjust murder when you’re already a soulless bastard.
Interrupting my thoughts, I felt a hand snake around my arm, forcing me to turn around. Maverick gave me an unsettled glare as he tried to read my expression.
“What’s wrong?”