“Thank fuck,” he curses before launching himself at me.
As soon as his lips meet mine, I know I’m done for. I’m crossing a line that I said Ineverwould. He pushes his hard self against me, and I feel the hardness of the tree’s bark against my bare skin with only my sports bra protecting me from splinters. His hand runs up my side, and his thumb caresses underneath my breast, sending shivers down my spine.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you, Elle,” he growls against my skin.
“I thought my underwear would have helped that.”
“It’s not enough. I don’t feel satisfied when I come by my hand like I do in your cunt.”
Fuck.
“You haven’t come to the club.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I’ve been away for work,” he says as his lips run along my neck.
“I shouldn’t be doing this. We both could be kicked out of the club,” I warn him.
“You want me to stop?” he questions as his tongue swirls against the dip of my neck. A moan falls from my lips, and I can feel his smile.
“Stop!” I push him away from me.
“I can only imagine how wet your panties are right now. What I wouldn’t give to take a souvenir home.”
“Mr. King,” I say, holding up my finger at him.
“Outside the club, it’s Alistair or Ali, never Mr. King,” he warns.
“There can’t be anything …outside the club, Mr. King,” I bite back.
The next thing I know, he’s on me again, pushing me up against the tree, then his hands are down my pants which makes me squeal before he triumphantly pulls my thong from my leggings.What in the Houdini trick was that?Then his nose inhales the scent of my panties.
“Stop! Give me them back. They’re all sweaty.” I try to grab my panties back from him, but he holds them up high.
“They smell even sweeter.”
“You have a problem.”
“Yep!” He smiles as if stealing women’s underwear is completely normal, then he shoves them into his shorts pocket.
“I’ll be seeing you soon, Elle.”
“You know where to find me,Mr. King,” I call back, making him still.
He chuckles before turning around, pulling out my panties, and inhaling them again before putting them back into his pocket and jogging back out of the wilderness.