I danced until the sweat dripped down my back and moistened my neck. I knew every man in the joint could see the dark spots on my silk dress where it clung to my skin. Could see the damp line of my spine and the curves of moisture around my breasts. I knew they could imagine how wet I was elsewhere.

But I didn’t care about any of them. The only eyes on me that I cared about were Mina’s. She stood in the corner, watching me dance with every man who approached me, her brown gaze stripping me bare.

She was tall, with broad shoulders and hips, and a square jaw. Her shiny brown hair was pulled back in a messy braid under a fedora that cast her high cheekbones into relief. A white silk tie was at her throat, and a close-fitting vest pushed her tits high and flat. She fished a pocket watch lazily from her pocket and considered it, then her eyes were on me again. It was time to leave.

My heart raced as she approached the dance floor. I could feel it flutter in my throat and in my belly, and throb between my legs. I threw my head back as the song ended, arms outstretched. Tonight would be abandon.

“May I cut in,” she said, voice low and serious.

The man I was dancing with eyed her striped suit with amusement, gaze lingering on her chest. Then he shrugged. “Sure,” he said, reaching for her.

This was my favorite part.

“Not with you,” Mina said, and held out her hand to me.

The moment I felt her skin against mine, we might as well have been alone in an empty club. The band played a jazzy tune, but I pressed myself against Mina and we swayed slowly, lips parted to share each other’s breath. Her hands bracketed my hips and I hitched my skirt higher, slid a leg around her thigh. Her hand slid slowly down my back and over the curve of my ass. She pressed me closer, until I ground against her, the feeling of soft silk against the molten heat of my bare cunt making me shudder.

“Nothing under that dress, like I requested?”

I nodded, drunk with lust—and, yes, a lot of gin. Then I shook my head, unsure which was the way to agree.

One elegant dark brow raised and Mina’s hand inched down over the curve of my ass to brush against my asshole. I clenched at her teasing touch.

“Mmm,” she said, leaning in to speak in my ear. “My good girl.”

I nodded. I wanted to be bad for the whole world and still be Mina’s good girl.

We continued to rock together and I could see the flush rise in her cheeks. I risked a glance around and saw greedy eyes on us.

“What should I do with you, I wonder,” she said, low. “Should I show them who you belong to? Should I make you come right here, in front of everyone? You know I can do it.”

I moaned at the thought of my silk dress slick with my arousal, pressed tight to the rough fabric of Mina’s suit.

“Or should I take you home? Walk you right past them and let every single one know they have no right to lay even a finger on you?”

I whimpered as Mina’s fingers slid lower and she tipped her hips forward, encouraging me to rut against her.

“Or maybe,” she mused, so low I could hardly hear her, “I should take you into the bathroom and fuck you until you come, screaming. Let everyone listen and no one touch or see.”

“Yes, yes, please,” I begged, clenching as I felt heat flutter low in my belly.

“Come with me, doll,” she purred. With one hand on my ass, she led me past the bar and to the private bathroom. Though the door locked, it was thin, and it was common knowledge no secrets should be exchanged here. But secrets weren’t what we had in mind.

The second the door was locked, Mina pushed me against the wall and crushed her mouth to mine, tongue sweet and wicked. Her palms were hot and slipped over my body, caressing my hips and ass before she traced the curves underneath my breasts. She pinched my nipples between her fingertips until I was writhing, pinned between her body and the wall.

“Mina, please,” I moaned. She growled into my mouth and attacked my neck. With lips and teeth she fed on my throat and jaw while she squeezed my ass with one hand and rolled my nipple with the other. I was drowning in hot, throbbing pleasure, my thighs trembling.

“I watched you all night,” she said against the skin of my neck, pressing a kiss beneath my ear. “I watched them touch you. I watched you let them. But you don’t let any of them touch you like this, do you?”

She slid her hand down the swell of my belly and between my legs, and the first brush of her fingers over my pussy made my hips jerk.

I shook my head. “No!”

“No, what?”

“No, I don’t— Oh, god!” She began rubbing slow, maddeningly light circles around my clit through my dress. “I don’t let any of them touch me like this!”

“That’s my good girl.”

She hitched my leg up to rest on the sink, spreading me open. My arousal had the silk of my dress clinging to the curves of my cunt, and Mina rubbed me with her palm, sending shivers through me. I dropped my head back against the wall as blood rushed to my face and between my legs.

“Mina, please, fuck,” I moaned as she stroked me.

“Mmm, I love you like this, Lucy. Wet and open for me, so slick and hot. I want to fuck you all night. I want to make you come so many times you can’t walk and your sweet little pussy is swollen and soaked.

I whimpered, hips snapping forward, desperate for more contact than the teasing friction she was giving me. I already felt hot and shaky, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Keep your eyes closed and open your mouth.”

I parted my lips and groaned as Mina slid two fingers between them. I worshipped her fingers with my tongue until they were wet. When they slid from my mouth I squeezed my eyes even tighter, letting bursts of light explode behind my eyelids. When Mina’s wet fingers slid between my ass cheeks I gasped. She slid two fingers inside my ass and as I clenched around them, she pressed her palm tight to my cunt, cupping me.

“This is mine,” she said, and pressed a kiss to each of my closed eyelids. I nodded desperately and let my eyes drift open just wide enough to see her parted lips, her flushed cheeks, the shine in her gorgeous brown eyes.

“Kiss me?” I asked. Her eyes softened.

“Always.”

Mina kissed me slow and deep, and as her tongue slid against mine, she took her hand away from my crotch. I whimpered into her mouth at the loss, but then I felt the front of my dress lifted and a wave of heat washed over me.

Mina groaned when her fingers touched my bare clit.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, doll.”

I shuddered as her fingers moved masterfully on my slick flesh. Mina touched me like no one ever had—confident and clever, unerringly finding every spot that made me gasp and clench and scream. She worked me slowly as we kissed, ratcheting up my arousal and then letting me come down. Every time a jolt of pleasure ran through me and my internal muscles clenched I felt her fingers in my ass, a shivery sensation of being filled.

After a while, I was gasping and begging her, the silk of my dress soaked through with sweat and desperation. I had been patient but now I was desperate to come.

“Please, please, please!”

She hummed her satisfaction against my lips, then slid four fingers inside me, thumb pressed to my clit as sparks of pleasure zinged through me. I writhed on her fingers, but it was hard to coordinate my movements while standing.

“God, Mina, I need— Please, I can’t— I…please!” I was hot all over, my nipples tingling and my asshole tingling and my cunt tight and wet with need. Mina curled her fingertips and pressed deep inside me, pressing on my G-spot. White-hot jolts of pleasure rocked me, and she fucked me with her fingers and screwed deeper into my ass as she slid her tongue back into my mouth, kissing me avidly. She was everywhere and I unraveled.

The orgasm pounded through me, leaving my insides hot and quaking. I screamed into her mouth as the waves of pleasure kept coming. Every muscle clenched as I shuddered, and I came to with my head thrown back, panting.

“Fuck you’re so gorgeous when you come, doll,” Mina groaned, burying her face in my neck. “So fucking hot.”

She pressed her hips tight to mine, thrusting forward in a slow, heavy grind. I loved when she got off like this, the rough fabric of her trousers electric against my over-sensitized skin. She didn’t have to take off a stitch of clothing, just work herself to a muscular orgasm against my body.

“Yes, fuck,” I whispered, and she slid her fingers out of me and concentrated on stroking my clit as she thrust. I pressed my hips forward to meet her, body still hot and thrumming. When her shoulders started to shake and the vein in her neck began to throb I knew she was close.

“Yes, baby, yes.” She pressed me hard into the wall with her hips, coming against me in shuddering thrusts and letting out a broken groan. Her fingers were frenzied on my clit and a sweet orgasm ripped through me, bowing my back and leaving me shivering against her.

We found each other’s mouths, kissing greedily, sloppily, as we wrung the last shivers of pleasure from each other.

“You’re so good for me,” Mina murmured. “My good girl.”

A final shiver of pleasure made me press myself against her.

“Yours,” I murmured. “Always yours.”