Free Midnight Jasmine (Devil's Hornets MC Book 1) by Kathryn Thomas

pantyhose and you and see his junk,” he whispered in her ear.
     
    That caused her to belly laugh in a place where only tinkling laughter and quiet twitters were acceptable. “Jack, stop that. Everyone here is going to think I’m rowdy.”
     
    “You are rowdy, and I enjoy every minute of it.”
     
    “I have to go to the bathroom,” she told him and got up to make her way to the bathroom. It was beautiful in there, and she was happy that she went before everyone else wanted to go. She looked at her watch and knew she had about 10 minutes before intermission. Should she wait it out or disturb everyone on her way back to her seat?
     
    She got to the hallway where their alcove seats were and was surprised to find Jack waiting for her near their entrance.
     
    “What are you doing out here,” she whispered as she moved closer to him.
     
    “I wanted to take you on an adventure to get your blood pumping.”
     
    “An adventure?”
     
    “You said there was only a few more minutes before intermission and all the people sitting in those seats will be out here in the hallway.” He was talking in a low voice that was turning her on as much as it was scaring her. She wasn’t afraid of him, but she was afraid of herself. He backed her up against the wall. “You do remember teasing me in the car, don’t you?”
     
    Natalie wanted to laugh because she’d been so upset that she’d lifted her skirt in the car he brought over to take her to the event, and he didn’t say much when he saw she had on garters and no panties. She’d placed her back against the car door, put her foot on the arm rest, and showed him her pink parts. He took his thumb and dragged it from her clit to her entrance before inserting himself to the hilt. She’d wanted to get off so bad, she probably would have been willing to pull over and fuck instead of going to the ballet. The point of the whole thing was that she wanted him to take her out. Now that she knew he would, she wasn’t as concerned with the actual event. He slowly fucked her with his thumb until they got close, and then he withdrew his thumb and told her to straighten up her clothes because they were almost there. If it weren’t for him sucking his thumb into his mouth and then adjusting his hard cock in his pants, she would have thought she didn’t affect him. She could see that he wasn’t the one to mess with, and paybacks were a bitch because he was calling her bold behavior out now.
     
    “I remember,” she said trying not to whimper.
     
    He’d pulled a fold out chair that was sitting against the wall over to them. “Put your foot up on that chair.”
     
    “The people are going to be coming out in like six minutes,” she said like it would have mattered. This man turned her on so much, and she trusted him so implicitly she would gladly do what he asked because she knew he would protect her.
     
    “Then you better come fast. I’ve been sitting in this place with a hard on that you gave me, on purpose, right before we came in here.”
     
    “If you’d have sexed me before we left, I wouldn’t have to tease you with what you didn’t ask for.”
     
    She probably shouldn’t have said that because the look on his face turned wicked, and she wished she’d worn panties because as wet as this was making her, she would be sitting in a puddle before this was over.
     
    “Oh, so that was you punishing me for not giving you enough attention?” He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out the hole he made in the fabric. “The countdown is on Natalie, and I’m not stopping until you come for me.”
     
    She lifted up her dress and put her foot on the chair as she listened to the swell of her very favorite ballet being played by the symphony. He was wrapped in a condom and deep into her pussy before she could catch her breath.
     
    “Mmm…you feel so good, Natalie. Did you think I didn’t want to drink from your sexy body and fuck you into the couch you were sitting