Page 92 of Forget That Guy
Because there was literally nowhere else to go unless you wanted to go to Toot Toot’s who didn’t allow loud music or dancing.
“Do you have a hair tie in those deep pockets of yours?” she asked after drinking deeply.
Funny enough…
I pulled out a hair tie from my pocket.
Catalina had given it to me earlier when she’d asked me to braid her hair for school.
When I held out the black tie to her, she gasped and grinned. “Thanks!”
She bent over in front of me and threw her hair over, slicking it into a ponytail while still upside down.
I watched the play of her ass. The way the denim cupped her perfect pussy.
And decided that I’d been waiting too long since I’d last had her.
My hand went to her thigh and smoothed upward, finding the seat of her jeans and pressing lightly.
She flipped her hair back over and stood, looking at me over her shoulder with heated eyes.
When she had her hair tied up, a long ponytail going straight down her back, I decided that I had to have her.
Standing up, I took the water glass from her hand and downed it. Once it was finished, I set it on the table and grabbed her hand.
Guiding her through the tables, I didn’t miss the taunts and cheers as we passed the men.
I didn’t go far out of the room. Just inside the hallway and turning the corner to the alcove that led to Hopps’s office.
I’d go into Hopps’s office, but the last man in the club that’d tried to do that had gotten his face punched.
Hopps didn’t like his office smelling like sex.
Especially when he was on a self-imposed sex hiatus.
Before I’d even gotten her into that cove, Holly was turning around and shoving down her jeans.
I growled, “Holly.”
“Hurry,” she begged. “I’ve been thinking about you for the last hour. I’m so wet.”
That was all my dick, or I needed to hear.
When her jeans were far enough down, she bent forward and pressed her ass back against me.
“Hop up on that step there,” I ordered.
She did, giving me the height that I needed to slide right in and…
“Ahhh,” Holly cried out.
I didn’t bother to tell her to be quiet.
There would be no use.
The music was fucking loud.
No one would hear us.
