Page 36 of Coastal Runaway

My heart seized at the praise and I watched as the boy, now man, who broke my heart sank to his knees in front of me.

seventeen

Luke

I sank to my knees, letting my hands run the length of Keegan’s body, one that was covered in a dress so sexy that I almost ripped it off of her on the dance floor. The moment I saw her from the balcony of the club, I knew that my control was going to snap.

I had been on edge ever since I felt her tongue in my mouth the other night. She acted like I wasn’t affecting her, but I knew Keegan Kelly better than anyone, and this girl wanted it.

She wanted me.

But, she was stubborn and defiant. I knew she wouldn’t really go for it unless there were no feelings, no pressure, no pillow talk.

She didn’t notice me walking in tonight as I watched her make her way to the dance floor with Maggie. She looked so carefree dancing her heart out to the music.

As soon as I noticed the male attention she was getting, my feet were moving; I couldn’t help but be pulled to her. I’d be damned if another man got to touch her.

I wasn’t sure how she would act, knowing that we could do this while playing out the fantasy that we were complete strangers in an anonymous club. When she didn’t shy away at my approach, then I had my confirmation that she wanted this to happen too.

I picked her leg up and draped it over my shoulder before running my nose up her center.

“God, I missed this pussy.” I ran my tongue across her clit. The way her body reacted to my touch set me on fire.

I devoured her with my tongue until she was shaking against me. Reaching around with one hand to support her, I pushed two fingers inside with the other.

Her knees went weak as I hooked them to hit just the right spot, the one that I remembered drove her crazy. She raked her fingers through my hair, grabbing on for stability, looking down at me with her face in pure ecstasy.

“Oh my god, please don't stop,” she moaned.

I could feel her starting to pulse on my fingers, “that’s it baby, come on my tongue.” I coaxed before returning to flicking her clit in the way that I knew she liked. One more crook of my fingers sent her over the edge, screaming my name. Her fingernails dug into my scalp as she fell apart and her knees gave out only being supported by my arm.

Once she came down from her orgasm, I stood slowly, still managing to hold her up. Her eyes were hooded with lust as she looped her arms back around my neck and pulled my mouth to hers. I pushed my tongue into her mouth so she could experience how good she tasted, earning a hum of approval from her throat.

Keegan pulled back, her eyes looked dark as she breathed, “I want more.” She ran her hand down to cup my hard length over my pants and squeezed.

“Be carefully, baby, I am not in the mood to be gentle with you.” My voice came out more firm than I intended.

“I don’t want gentle. I want you to fuck me like the little slut that I am.”

This girl. Holy fuck.

“You want me to put you on your knees and claim you while you watch the club below us? Is that what you want, my little slut?” I repeated, barely able to contain myself.

“Yes, sir.” She nodded her head and sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.

That did it. My restraint snapped and I grabbed her waist; I pulled her in front of me before pushing the top of her dress down so it bunched just under her breasts, which was easy since the dress was barely covering them as it was. I peeled off the tape that was covering her nipples, she hissed slightly at the pain.

“Do you have any idea what this dress did to me tonight?” My teeth were grazing her ear as I cupped both breasts in my hands while twisting her nipples between my fingers, eliciting a whimper. “Do you know how much I wanted to beat the shit out of every man who dared to look at you as you danced out there?”

I gestured towards the hoards of people dancing below; secretly wishing they could see us so they knew who Keegan Kelly belonged to. Even if it was just for tonight.

“This tiny scrap of fabric you called a dress drove me crazy. Good girls don’t wear outfits like this to get a rise out of me.” I pushed her down on all fours and kneeled behind her.

“So then punish me.” She looked over her shoulder at me, wiggling her butt with a smirk before her eyes went wide as I unzipped my pants. I pulled myself out, giving it a few hard strokes before quickly ripping open the condom that was in my back pocket and slipping it on. Keegan was staring at the hand I was using to stroke myself with an expression that was somewhere between excited and terrified.

I chuckled, “don’t look so scared, baby, it fit last time.”

Before she could respond, I pushed inside of her and she screamed my name, letting her head hang between her arms. Pumping slowly, so I could make my way to the hilt, I gritted out, “so fucking tight. You look so good on your knees full of my cock.” I grabbed her hair and yanked her head up to look in front of her.