Ruthless Salvation

36

“I’m positive. And trust me, nothing is awkward with this group. You’ll love them.”

I rolled my eyes with a smirk. “Fine. And thank you, I suppose.”

“Hey, I’m just annoyed I hadn’t thought to ask before.” He opened his door. “Have a good night at work, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Thanks!” What had I just been thinking about life being unexpected? I wasn’t sure why I even tried. Fortunately, this change of plans would likely be a good one.

I made the short walk to work with a smile. We closed early tonight, which would help me get up and be ready on time tomorrow. I was surprised that I was looking forward to the gathering. I hadn’t had Thanksgiving with anyone in years. The prospect put a grin on my face, though it died a tragic snarling death when I walked through the club toward the back and spotted one of the newly hired dancers draping her arms around Torin’s shoulders. While she was topless.

Two thoughts entered my mind simultaneously. First, he was never going to get the glitter out of that shirt. And second, I HATED seeing her touch him.

He had his arms crossed, clearly irritated. I’d never seen him involved with any of the dancers, so it shouldn’t have bothered me, but there was no denying I was madder than a one-eyed goose.

I marched toward them on a mission. “Desire, honey—” I started.

“It’s Destiny,” she said, clueless to my condescension, though she did relinquish her hold on Torin.

A feline grin split my face. “Yeah, that’s what I meant. Jolly’s looking for you. Said some customer came in yelling earlier.” I leaned close and put my hand to my mouth as if not to be overheard but continued at a normal volume. “Something about you giving him chlamydia. You’re gonna want to go talk to Jolly.”

Little Miss Destiny gaped at me like I’d just farted all over her birthday cake. “I don’t … that can’t be right,” she sputtered with a horrified look at Torin before bolting for the back.

When I finally looked at Tor with a satisfied grin, he stared at me from eyes hooded with desire.

“That wasn’t very nice.”

I shrugged. “We can’t all be perfect all the time.”

He reached for my hand, hooking one of his fingers with mine and walking us backward. His eyes never left mine. His hold wasn’t secure enough to actually pull me with him. I had to go voluntarily, which I did wholeheartedly.

I hadn’t noticed, but we were only steps away from the door to the first private room. Rooms reserved for lap dances and … other unlisted services.

My heart rate leaped to a gallop.

What was he planning to do? These rooms all had surveillance cameras that someone monitored while the club was open.

Torin closed the door behind me, his body remaining inches from mine. “You, Stormy Lawson, wear jealousy like a goddamn crown. Never seen anything more beautiful.”

My chin hitched upward. “She was out of line taking such liberties with her boss.”

I’d never seen anything as captivating as the grin that lit his face. It knocked the air from my lungs.

“You don’t have to explain a thing.” He lifted his arms to either side of him. “Everything you see here is 100 percent yours. You want it, show me.

Get on your knees and take what’s yours.”

“The cameras…” I started, wariness etched in my voice.

He brought his hand to my cheek, his thumb tracing my bottom lip. “You trust me?” he whispered, his eyes boring like azure beacons deep into my soul.

Did I trust him? That was the million-dollar question. It might have been reckless, and I might end up hating myself for it, but I knew the answer.

I nodded.

“Say it, Stormy. Tell me you trust me.”

“I trust you, Tor.”

An audible rumble reverberated from his rapidly expanding chest.

“Step back into this corner.” The seductive timbre of his voice was enough to mesmerize me into motion. “It’s a blind spot. The camera can’t see you there.”

I did as he instructed, lowering myself to my knees and attacking his belt with surprising fervor. I wanted this. I wanted to take him in my mouth and make him lose all control. I wanted to taste him like he’d tasted me and know that for the rest of the night while he worked, the kiss of my lipstick would mark where I’d been.

My tongue ran along my bottom lip at the sight of his heavy c**k swaying free from his pants. I hadn’t actually seen it until now. It was so freaking thick, I wasn’t sure how he’d fit in my mouth.

“Don’t be nervous, baby. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”

I nodded, exploring the feel of him in my hand. Thick veins ridged beneath warm, soft skin that begged to be licked … so I did. From base to tip like it was one hundred degrees outside, and he was a melting popsicle. I slurped and sucked and devoured every inch of him, my eyes peering up to witness his reaction. I wasn’t disappointed.

Torin’s hand cupped my head reverently. “f**k, your mouth was made for my cock.”

I used my free hand to clasp his heavy balls and give them a gentle tug.

Tor hissed through clenched teeth. “Not gonna last long, you keep that up.”

I smiled wickedly, then swirled my tongue around his tip. Wanting to drive him wild, I forced myself to relax the back of my throat and allow him in until my nose brushed against his body.

Torin groaned deliciously. I could feel him swell against my tongue as I released him. His hand fisted in my hair but not with any real strength. He made sure I still felt completely in control, giving me the courage I needed to lose myself in my task. I dove in again, this time swallowing while his head was deep at the back of my throat. When his abs seized tight, I knew he was close, so I worked my fist and lips in unison.

“Oh f**k. That’s it, baby. Don’t stop.”

Seconds later, he gasped his release, and c*m rocketed down my throat. Gently, ever so gently, I gave him one last lick from base to tip, making him hiss with pleasure.

My chest expanded with a bubble of happiness from knowing how thoroughly I’d pleased him. Each of his words, his guttural moans, and the captivated look in his eyes were a shower of compliments coming from a man like Torin.

I wanted to pretend I still had a choice about how I felt for him, but it was more and more clear to me that my heart had already decided. I was falling for Torin Byrne.