Page 30 of Ravaged By the Dark (The Righteous 2)
She wiggled on the stool as a thrumming started in her pussy, a distinct and rhythmic pulse that was growing stronger with every passing second. Renee’s breathing came a little quicker as Arek’s hips moved back and forth, brushing across her back. It was easy to feel the hardened bulge, and she wished she could turn around and take him out of those jeans.
Renee pushed back a little harder into him, wanting to feel more. Her pulse was so fast she would’ve sworn someone across the room could see it bulging out of the side of her neck. The blood in her ears matched the pounding of the loud music and the throbbing between her legs.
Was it suddenly extremely hot in here?
Arek leaned over.
“Do you have any idea how badly I want you,” Arek asked, and she swallowed hard.
His hand, not waiting for a response, cupped her mound through her jeans, and she jumped, but that only pressed her harder into his body. He moaned in her ear, sending shivers racing along her skin. Goosebumps rose at the nape of her neck that had nothing to do with the cold air of the room. Arek’s strong hand gave her a gentle squeeze, and she couldn’t help but rub herself against the friction. She was desperate to have him touch her, to fuck her. All she could picture was him laying her out on the table and licking her until she came. She could almost feel his hot tongue slipping inside of her.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” He said, and her eyes fluttered at the smooth, sultry sound of his deep voice. Arek popped the button free on her jeans, and she stilled his hand, looking around.
“What are you doing, Arek? What if someone sees you? What if J.J. sees you?”
Arek grabbed a discarded magazine on the table and handed it to her.
“We are in the shadows here, but hold this if you want. You need this release. Let me help you.”
“I don’t know, I…” her argument died in her throat as his hand slipped down the front of her jeans. “Oh god,” she moaned.
His fingers expertly rubbed her clit in small circles, and Renee gasped as electrical charges surged through her body.
“Fuck, I want to lay you out on this table,” Arek said, voicing her thoughts.
His finger ever so slowly slid lower. He traced a finger back and forth over her heated slit, juices now freely flowing and inviting more than his finger. Her mind was yelling this was a really bad idea, but her body definitely had other plans. All resistance flew out the door as his finger slid between her folds.
“Oh fuck me,” she whispered. Her hands gripped the magazine hard, her back leaning harder into Arek.
“That’s it, relax and enjoy it.” Arek gave her neck a soft kiss, his lips lingering, driving her mad. His mere proximity invaded her senses until he was the only thing she could focus on.
Her knees spread wider as he pushed deeper into her neglected pussy that was suddenly on fire with an unbearable need. Renee’s eyes flicked to J.J., who was still playing the same arcade game with his new friends. Renee clenched her teeth, a moan escaping her lips as Arek’s thumb resumed rubbing circles on her clit. The magazine crinkled as she gripped it so tight that the pages crumpled.
“Yes, Renee, let yourself go. Come for me, come all over my fingers. I want to taste you.”
She couldn’t have held herself back if she wanted. The need to find a release was pulsing powerfully as his fingers pressed in and out of her extremely wet entrance.
It had been a long time, too long, and her body was coiled, ready to burst with pent-up tension. She was racing headlong for the peak of release. Reaching out with her left hand, she gripped the table.
Her body bucked, pressing his finger a little deeper, and she heard him groan behind her. The deep, pleasurable sound only added to her excitement. He pressed three fingers in deep, three, four, five more times, and then pinched her swollen clit. She jerked hard, her muscles going rigid as she almost fell off the stool. Arek wrapped his other arm around her, pulling her back into him for support.
“Good girl, you can do it. Let go.” Arek pulled on her sensitive nub, rolling it between his fingers, and that was all it took—she bit her lip hard as she came.
She clamped her mouth shut, refusing to scream, yet wanting to so bad as the waves wracked her body. Even with all the noise, she could hear the wet sound of Arek still working her and coaxing yet another orgasm out of her body.
He was good, so damn good.
The second climax hit like a train, slamming into her body. The stool rattled, and her body quaked on the tall legs. She had to drop the magazine to grip the table with both hands as another wave of overwhelming pleasure spread throughout her body. Panting hard, she slowly returned to her senses. Arek gave her clit a final little roll with his fingers before he gently removed his hand.
She wanted to grab him and yell, “no, do it again! Don’t ever stop!” But she didn’t. Her underwear was soaked, and she could feel the wetness of her release running down her legs. She was suddenly very thankful she was wearing black jeans.
“There is more of where that came from later.” Arek sucked his fingers into his mouth, and she stared, transfixed by this amazing man. “Go freshen up. I’ll keep an eye on J.J.”
She nodded in a daze but slid off the stool and buttoned her jeans before making her way toward the lady’s room. Every person she passed, she wondered if they could tell she’d just gotten finger fucked by the sexiest man alive. She smiled, feeling like a boss as she pushed open the restroom door.
