My hand slid up, working her button free and lowering her zipper, then moved inside under her panties.

There was no toying, no teasing.

My fingers slid inside her as my palm pressed against her clit.

Saff’s moan filled the empty club as her hips rocked against me, begging for more.

Wanting to remind her how good we were at this, how soft and sweet she got for me, how easily I could make her come, I worked her hard and fast, pushing her right to that edge.

Feeling her walls tighten around my fingers, my other hand closed around her throat just as the orgasm slammed through her.

Her body shuddered hard as a gasping sound escaped her while her pussy clenched around my fingers over and over.

As soon as the climax loosened its grip on her, I loosened my hold on her throat, then slid my hand around to the side, forcing her head to turn just enough for my lips to claim hers.

After a moment, she turned, her arms sliding up to loop around my neck. Her body crushed to mine as she kissed me harder, deeper.

Her teeth sank into my lower lip, pulling to the point of pain, then slipping her tongue in to claim mine.

I felt that way right then.

Claimed.

Her hands slid down, pressing into my shoulders, pushing me backward.

And as I moved, the only thought that crossed my mind was: I’d happily go anywhere she wanted.

My legs hit the folding chair, making it scrape across the floor until Saff’s hands pressed down on my shoulders, urging me to sit.

As soon as I lowered down, she was moving down, her hands slipping over my chest, stomach, then thighs as she went down on her knees between my spread legs.

Anticipation sizzled across my nerve endings.

Saff’s hands slid across my waistband, working my belt free, then wasting no time getting my button and zipper undone.

Desire was a live wire through my system, making me achy with need as her hand slipped in, closing around my cock, then stroking down to the base.

There was no stopping the groan of pleasure that escaped me as her fingertip teased across the head.

She lowered down then, sucking me into her mouth.

“Fuck,” I hissed as my hands went down to gather her hair, pulling it out of the way as she started to work me. I fisted it at the back of her neck as her mouth moved faster and faster.

She had me right there at the edge when there was a creaking sound below, then footsteps, and the slam of the front door.

Saff stiffened, but my hand grabbed the back of her neck, keeping her down, my cock deep in her mouth, as Gav’s voice called from below. “Forgot my phone,” he called.

Around my length, Saff made a little whimpering sound that only had me getting closer.