Broken Barriers (Barriers Series Book 4) by Sara Shirley Page B

out from under my arm.
    Fuuuuck…
    Katie.
    This wasn’t good.
    It all started coming back to as I saw her highlighted blonde hair next to me. Her naked body curled into my side.
     
    Once we all piled into the private room, some of the bar girls delivered beer and shots for the rest of the night. The black leather sofas surrounded the full-length ottoman in the sitting area where we all sat. A black tufted velvet mini stage with a lone stripper pole was set up in the corner. Music pumped out of the surround sound speakers as the lights dimmed. I remembered thinking this room absolutely screamed sex club.
    Katie came in a few minutes later, dressed in a metallic gold one-piece outfit. It was basically underwear with a couple of strips of material that wrapped around her neck and barely covered her chest that oozed out the sides. Her long legs walked toward me like a cat stalking her prey. I sat on the sofa with Everett, who wanted to know just how I knew her and how he needed those details later.
    The music got louder, and the closer she got, the more my body heated with desire to fuck her again. I couldn’t deny my attraction to her. She was wild and rebellious at the law firm, but that was before I met Courtney. Everything changed then.
    I downed at least two shots of tequila right before she pulled the fabric ties off her neck, and her tits popped out for the whole room to see. The top half of the outfit came off and was thrown to the side. The guys were whispering next to me and relaxed back into the sofa for the show.
    The second Katie stood in front of me with her pinned eyes—that meant business, and I knew what she wanted. Club rules went out the window right then. My hands grabbed her ass and pulled her down hard onto my lap. She ground herself against the bulge in my pants as she placed each nipple into my mouth to enjoy. The hell with the audience. My hands roamed the arch of her back as I wrapped my fingers into her hair and pulled back, letting me devour her neck with my mouth.
    She rose off me moments later to sprawl herself out onto the ottoman with a bottle of tequila raised to Everett. He looked at me as though asking for permission, and I gave him the green light. She wasn’t just here for me. Everett poured the tequila over her tits, down to her belly button, and licked until it was time to pour again. Katie got off on this shit. Sex in public. The thrill of being caught. She liked the idea of being bad when all her life she was forced to be the good girl. I watched her body arch and her thighs rub together. The entire time she allowed Everett and the boys to feast on her tits her eyes focused solely on me.
    When the bottle was empty, the guys left to go order another round, and she stayed in the room with me. The entrancing voices of Metallica piped through the speakers. Within seconds, she had the door locked and my clothes off. As she pulled the condom from beneath what was left of the fabric covering her pussy, the wrong head took over. Her sex glistened with wetness before she even bent over for me. I fucked her hard and fast, with her on all fours on the ottoman. My cock slammed into her with purpose as I pulled her hair and slapped her firm tight ass from behind, leaving a reddened handprint on her right ass cheek. With each slap, she whimpered in pleasure. I knew she was close when, with one hand, she reached back and between her legs and rubbed her clit.
    Her legs trembled beneath her as she came. I watched her nails dig into the leather as she cried out in pleasure. Her pussy tightened and throbbed around my cock, and after this long without sex, I couldn’t hold on much longer. With one final thrust, I felt the release I’d been craving for far too long. Sweat beaded over my skin as I pulled her hard against me. My eyes finally rolled back to look at her there before me. Her face turned to me, the flush of her orgasm visible across her cheeks. I traced her spine with my fingers and kissed