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It’s almost as if I'm on the outside watching in, an inexperienced girl watching a dirty movie and completely entranced by it. I might not be a virgin but I’m by no means experienced.

He lets go of my ass and instead holds me up against the wall. His hands find the edge of my skirt and move underneath, his fingers brushing over my skin as he climbs higher and higher. I brace myself for his fingers to touch me in the spot that aches so much for him.

But instead, I feel my bikini bottoms slide down. He lowers my legs gently so they can fall all the way down to the ground. Then he lifts me back up and rubs my bare sex against his hard cock straining under his swim trunks.

“Fuck.” Landon grunts an animalistic sound I’ve never heard him make before.

The loud music from the club pulsates through the walls and my back vibrates from the bass. With the alcohol still holding me in its grip, this all feels so surreal.

Like a dream where I keep spinning round and round in circles.

I should stop.

But I want it. So so much.

Why not be bad for once when I’m always so good?

The war in my head continues until Landon kisses me again and I’m lost in the spell he puts me under. He’s such a good kisser, better than anyone I’ve ever kissed.

When he breaks away from my mouth, he’s kissing my nose, my eyes, my cheeks. “Are you really sure?”

I nod and listen to the sound of our heavy breathing, as he rustles with something. There’s a ripping noise and then Landon’s using one hand to pull his cock out. Just the feel of it against my leg tells me he’s not small and I swallow down the anxiety that bubbles up. It’s too dark in here to see what it looks like, so I use my imagination.

My breath stays caught in my chest as he slides a condom on.

Shit, this is happening.

I watch as he lines his cock up at my entrance, but before he pushes in, he grips both sides of face and presses his forehead to mine. When he finally glides in, I cry out from a relief I didn’t know I needed.

“Is this okay?”

I nod, his eyes full of some much concern and care, I melt a little inside.

He moves slowly but I’m too impatient. I grip his ass and dig my nails in. “Faster.” I cry out.

He complies and picks up speed.

Shit, this is real. This is really real. Landon and I are really fucking right now…

Our bodies are slick with sweat, or clothes bunched up and forgotten about.

Somehow, I tune out the loud music, lost in a trance. It’s just Landon, me, and the slapping sound of skin. He grips the bottom of my ass and slams me up and down, back and forth, onto his cock.

Hands, mouths, sweat, moans, groans, cries, and raw dirty sex. The best I’ve ever had.

One of his hands finds my clit and he rubs it while still fucking me. That’s all I need to send me over the edge. I cum hard, my orgasm ripping through me and sending waves of pleasure down my legs. He joins me soon after, his own orgasm intense. His legs shake beneath me, and he grunts loudly, his chest moving quickly.

My feet drop to the floor but when I try to put weight on my legs, they feel like jelly. It’s like I’m on a rollercoaster that won’t stop going in circles. I use the wall to hold myself upright. All I want to do is lie down until the spinning stops.

Landon fixes himself and then helps me with my skirt and my now twisted top.

“Bottoms?” I ask but he shakes his head and places a finger under my chin. He tilts my head up and presses his lips to mine in a soft, slow kiss.

“I want to take them home with me but that’s a little naughty, isn’t it?”

“Kind of.”

“Oh, only kind of? Maybe I will keep them then.” He kisses me again before pressing them into the palm of my hand.

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