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"There's only one pussy at this table," I managed to retort. "Let's get the hell out of here."
Holly smiled and raised a knowing eyebrow in my direction. "Catch me if you can!" she taunted as she stood up and walked toward the door.
I paid the tab and grabbed my Bosox cap. I found her lingering by the front door, then followed her out onto the sidewalk. A nice, warm September breeze blew her cascading black hair across her face.
I hailed a cab on the street just outside the bar. "Take us wherever she tells you to go," I told the driver.
Holly gave him directions to her apartment. It was close to Harvard, not far from the bar. It took only a few minutes to weave our way through traffic, though it seemed like an eternity.
Upon arrival, I paid the cabbie and sent him on his way with a hefty tip. Her apartment building was a stately old red brick Victorian.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" I asked her as we climbed the stairs to her apartment.
"Hell, no!" she exclaimed.
"Um... oh. Okay," I replied meekly.
She sighed and shook her head. "You're such a fuckin' pussy," she answered gruffly, unlocking her apartment door and then opening it. "Don't you fuckin' understand the importance of non-consent in this whole fuckin' thing?"
She flipped the lights on with the switch by the door, and I entered her apartment in front of her.
I decided it was time to play the role that she so desperately needed. I grabbed her by the wrists, pulled her inside, and slammed the door shut.
"Okay, Holly -- time to stop playing the fuckin' cock-tease! I'm going to make you my little slut! You're going to be begging me for more before the night is through!"
Her eyes widened, a look of genuine horror replacing the friendly sparkle that had shone in them a short while before at the bar. "D -- D -- Derek... I'm not sure I like you this way," she stuttered.
"I'm not sure I like being played for a fool, Holly. You deliberately got me all excited about taking your cherry, and now you're acting like you don't want to give it to me."
"But I DON'T want to give it to you, Derek. If you're going to have it, you're going to ha
ve to TAKE it."
"Careful what you ask for, little lady," I answered, releasing her wrists and grabbing her floral print cotton top right at her cleavage. I ripped it open, pulled it off of her and threw it on the couch.
She flinched and let out a cry. As she backed away from me, her lacy white C-cup bra teased me visually with its wispy frills. I soaked in the sight for a moment, then sprang into action.
I reached toward her and grasped the front clasp. I moved within inches of her and then held her legs immobile between my knees, to keep her from backing away further.
"Please -- DON'T, Derek! Please STOP!"
"No way, Jose!" I said, unhooking the clasp and tossing her bra to the floor. The creamy flesh of her ample breasts was hot to the touch. And touch them I did.
Tears began to stream down her face. "No, Derek, DON'T," she sniffled, pushing weakly at my shoulders with her dainty hands.
"Holly, I'm going to suck your tits, and there's nothing you can do to stop me," I declared.
"Nothing?"
"Not a thing," I replied with a smile. I leaned toward one beautiful breast and stuck my tongue toward her areole. I looked up before making contact, wanting to see Holly's reaction.
Her eyes were no longer alcohol-hazed, but displayed a haze of another kind. I interpreted it as a sexual haze. Her tongue slipped absent-mindedly between her lips, silently urging me to lick her nipple. Or was she instead expressing anxiety?
I took the globe of her breast in both hands, kneading her flesh while I took her erect nipple in my mouth. I laved her areole with my tongue, gently caressing her engorged flesh with my lips.
I looked up again and saw that her eyes were closed in silent bliss. Or was it fear?
I moved to the other tit and performed the same service. I reached my hand beneath her skirt. I slowly moved my hand upward underneath her skirt.
