Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
They end up on The Deck, which sits forty-six floors above The Strip. The flooring and walls around the deck is acrylic plexi thick enough to keep us safely suspended but clear enough you can see the dazzling display of Vegas lights all around and below us. It’s an adrenaline rush to fuck out here, especially if you have the slightest fear of heights.
I walk up to the bar and order a drink as Kynan leads Avril over to an acrylic chaise. It’s chilly outside, but The Deck is adequately filled with outdoor space heaters that blow deliciously warm air on your naked body. It’s still cool enough to pucker nipples, but the heaters make it completely comfortable to be naked out here.
Sucking whiskey through my teeth so the ice rattles against them, I watch as Kynan kisses Avril with knowledge. He’s had her more than once. In fact, he’s probably her go to guy. I sometimes wonder if she’s developing feelings for him, but she will also fuck other guys. She knows he obviously fucks other women, but it’s clear watching them both now… they do share a bit of a deeper level of intimacy than she shares with others.
When they’re naked, Kynan fists Avril’s ponytail and puts her on her knees before him. I love watching Avril be submissive, because it’s the antithesis of everything that she is. My fucking dick goes rock hard when Kynan takes her mouth, and he’s not overly nice about it.
But Avril’s turned on, and even though she’s struggling not to choke on his cock, I about lose my shit when I see her put her hand between her legs to play with her clit.
Christ, this was a bad idea. Tonight, I’m hornier than usual and I keep playing with fire the more I watch Avril.
I take another hard swallow of whiskey, intent on finishing it off and leaving. But when I lower the tumbler away, I find Avril’s eyes pinned on me while Kynan fucks her mouth. Her mouth is stuffed full of cock, but the way her eyes soften for a moment before they start to burn with a focused intensity tells me in one clear statement that she likes the fact I’m watching her.
It’s the same fucking look she gave Andrew that first night.
It’s also pointed because while she knows I’ve watched her before, she’s never given that look to me.
Kynan notices her eyes are on me, and he turns to look over his shoulder. His gaze focuses on me and his lips curl up into a mischievous grin. The fucker gives me a wink and then turns back to Avril while pulling out of her mouth.
Squatting down before her, he starts to whisper into her ear. The entire time, she never takes her eyes off me, but when Kynan finishes whatever the fuck he’s saying, she gives me a sensual smile.
My entire body tightens when Avril lifts a hand and crooks her finger at me, beckoning me to join them.
Beckoning me to get in on this action, and most definitely with her.
I should turn and walk the fuck away and do it quickly. I’ll explain to Avril later that it’s just a bad idea to cross that line and that we’d regret it.
But rather than walk off the deck, my legs start moving in their direction. I’ve been watching Avril for almost three weeks now, and there hasn’t been a single goddamn time that I haven’t fantasized about me being the one fucking her. She’s never invited me, and I’ve never imposed.
That’s all changed tonight.
Kynan stands when I reach him, but Avril remains on her knees looking up at me. My hand comes out, and I grip her chin between my thumb and forefinger. “Are you sure about this?”
She gives a slight nod, but I see the answer in her eyes. She wants this as much as I do, consequences be damned.
“Outside of this club,” I tell her. “We stay the same.”
“We stay the same,” she whispers back to me, and then my cock swells even more when she licks her lower lip as her gaze drops to my crotch.
“We stay the same,” I affirm once more as I unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants.
My breath freezes as Avril’s hand comes up to help free me. When her warm skin touches mine, a shudder ripples up my spine over how surreal it all is. My best friend and business partner squeezing my dick, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything better.
“Sit down,” she murmurs as she nods to the acrylic chaise behind me. I oblige and spread my legs.
Avril scoots along the acrylic, and I wonder if her knees hurt. I can’t tell by the look on her face because the only thing I see is the hunger in her eyes as she strokes me.