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slam balls-deep into your pussy in one easy glide. Is that what you want, dirty girl? Do you want me to fuck you right here with everyone around?” his dark voice asks against my ear. His breath, just another sensation to the hundreds that are already bombarding me when his fingers thrust deep inside.
    It takes my breath away, the feel of him sliding inside of me, despite being in this room. I know only a moment of panic. I might try to enjoy sex when I can, but I’ve never been an exhibitionist. I suddenly feel like I am in over my head here.
    “Give me your name, sweetness.”
    “Why?” I gasp as he angles his fingers differently, hitting me in a way I’m not sure I’ve been touched before.
    “I want to know it before you come all over my hand.”
    Fuck. I want him to say my name too, but I can’t chance it. I may look nothing like Bethie anymore, but the resemblance is there. Giving him my name is just too much to gamble. I wet my lips and bite them to keep the moan of disappointment contained when he stops moving his fingers.
    “Your name, sweetness,” he urges, bending into me and whispering into my ear.
    I swallow, prepared to lie, but it’s hard. The truth is there and I want to scream it. I want to hear this beautiful man call my name all night. Being denied that is a physical pain.
    “Holly,” I blurt out, grasping at the first name that comes to mind.
    “Good girl. Here’s what we’re going to do, Holly.” His fingers begin petting me again, sliding in and out of my pussy so slowly he might be driving me insane. “Are you listening?”
    “Yes?” It comes out as a question because I’m not listening, not really. I’m concentrating on the way his hand is manipulating my pussy and how his thumb is stroking my clit.
    “Good girl. I’m going to take my hand away. I’m going to go tell my men I’m gone for the night. You’re going to wait right here for me. Then, to reward you for being such a good girl, I’m going to take you out back to the supply closet by the bathrooms I found earlier and fuck you hard. When I’m done there, you and I are going to blow this joint and really party.”
    His words do strange things to me. Before I can even catch my breath, he takes his hand away and I instantly miss it. Suddenly the music sounds louder, and the noise of the crowd rushes into my ears. Apparently I had everything blocked out except the sound of Torch’s voice. I feel heat rise in my face as I look around. No one seems to be noticing.
    He kisses the top of my head, then pulls away completely. I can’t help but watch him walk away and admire the way his ass looks in those jeans. He looks over his shoulder at me, catching me red-handed, but I just smile, which in turns makes his lips turn up. “This is going to be so good, Holly,” he says back to me. “So fucking good.”
    And just like that, the excited haze he has me in is gone.  Holly … I don’t like him calling me Holly .
    Bethie’s right. I can’t have him. I watch as he walks over to his buddies and they’re laughing. I can’t hear what they say, though I’m sure Torch is telling them he’s hooking up with some chick he just met. Me. It’s not like I’ve done this a lot, but it has never bothered me before when it did happen.
    So, why does it bother me now?
    I can’t do this. I’m playing with fire. I look around the club, searching for the back exit. When I spot it, I head immediately in its direction.
     

 
     
    I’m walking towards my brothers, but in my mind, I’m seeing Holly’s tongue sliding against her lips as I finger her tight little pussy. I’m thinking of the way her fingers hold onto me. Hell, they were clawing into my back. I wouldn’t be surprised if she drew blood under my shirt.
    “Hey, boys. I’m heading out. I’ll meet you back at the motel later tonight.”
    “Is that a fact?” Sabre asks.
    “Yeah. And you, you tight son of a bitch… you owe me money, and I’ll expect that when I get in