Chapter Three

Candy turned her back to him, letting her head fall onto his chest, baring the soft, smooth skin of her neck. He bent low letting his tongue trail from the hollow at the base to her ear lobe. He stopped briefly to suckle there, reveling in the sweet torment flowing through him. He was so close, he could already taste her. She let out a sigh that tickled his hair. He let his hands roam over her, coming up to cup her breast while the other held her close. He wanted to sink himself into her, to feel the relief of the torture that haunted him, to feel the rush of her moisture running over him, through him. To know the brief reprieve he would gain the moment she gave it all to him. The moment he would sink into her soft flesh.

Bram let his lips work over the fine soft line of her jaw, but avoided her lips as she worked to capture his. Her body arched into him, turning in his arms. His thumb made its way under her red lacy top. He dipped her low holding her suspended with her back arched over his arm so his mouth could work its way down to meet his hand.

Candy gasped, a deep blush rushing to the top of her breasts up to paint her aristocratic cheek bones a lively rose, as his teeth pulled her top away. His fingers worked to eradicate the lacy black knot of the black top which had kept her moderately covered to this point.

“We can’t… you can’t… there are people watching!” He felt her hands shake as his tongue worked a slow circle to bring a measure of pleasure to her panic. Her body coiled tightly as he tried to push her outside her comfort zone.

Bram eased up as she pushed on his shoulders, trailing his lips back to her ear. “No one is watching us.” He lied. “Look over to your right.” Their heads swiveled toward another couple.

The woman next to them had her dress hiked up to her hips, her guy was behind her, holding it there, revealing her to everyone in the bar. Her hands pressed on her knees, leaving red marks on the soft-looking flesh there. She was a bit chunkier than Bram’s mocha beauty, but her breasts were large and sumptuous. Her moans were soft, meeting the rhythm of his hips bouncing on her ass, only loud enough to hear when the music skipped a beat. His fingers left angry red marks on the white orbs as he pounded away at them, pressing into the tight little pucker between the joyfully abused orbs. Bram grinned as Candy gasped, making eye contact with the guy next to them. His hand flew back, connecting with his girl’s ass. Her cry and the sound of the slap was lost in the noise surrounding them. He reached forward, grabbing his girl’s strawberry blond pig tales in his fists, pulling on them enough to force his girl to arch with pleasure. The guy pulled out slowly, giving Candy a little show of his large cock before burying himself balls-deep again. Candy’s honey eyes stayed trained on their neighbors.

Bram’s free hand traveled her body, pinching and twisting her nipple before traveling down her flush belly. Her honey eyes reflected the strobe lights above, having grown large and round with excitement. She watched as the couple next to them continued to screw there in the dark corner of the bar. Bram’s hand moved lower, to the base of her skirt before dipping in and traveling to the juncture between her legs. As his fingers found her, her eyes glazed over as if her passion were a drug.

“I can’t believe they’re doing that, that we’re doing this.” Candy looked around the rest of the room, her eyes seeing the club anew. His fingers pushed aside her panties before parting her lips, pinching her clit gently between his fingers, rubbing it from one knuckle to the next and back. Bram had to smile, the blush that tinged her skin deepened. She gasped loudly, giving herself over to the pleasure he provoked.

Bram watched as her eyes moved back to the couple next to them, deciding to make his next move while she watched. He forced his fingers inside her quickly so she couldn’t argue. He wiggled them keeping his thumb between her delicate lips. Her thighs tightened around his hand. Her honeyed eyes a mixture of passion and fear as his fingers moved inside her.

“Relax,” he whispered. “Enjoy it.” Her eyes shifted back to the couple again. In… out… in… out… the guy was pumping her like a well-oiled piston. Bram quickened his movements, matching the speed and rhythm of their neighbors. This time, when Bram’s head dropped to her breast, she didn’t fight. The woman beside them noticed Candy watching. She pulled out her own breasts and pulled on her large pink nipples. Her partner bent over her, one hand between her legs while the other grabbed her breast tightly. Faster and faster they moved, until they couldn’t keep their pace any longer. Bram heard them scream out in ecstasy but what pleased him most were the spasms racking his mocha beauty into full submission, her tender flesh pulsing around his dripping wet fingers.

“I want you inside me.” Her words were enough. She was ready. As ready for him as he was for her. He picked her up to sit on his hips. Eyes turned to watch them as she hit the far side wall of the bar. He fumbled in his pocket a moment before finding a key. “I thought you were taking me home.”

“Oh, I will.” He felt her melt with the look he gave her. She tried to come up and kiss him again. Instead of his mouth he offered her his neck and pushed her inside the dimly-lit room.