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“Alright then, I’ll see you in a bit,” he says before he disappears with a swagger in his step that leads me to believe he has similar predictions.
“Your brother is going to try and fuck my friend, isn’t he?”
“Oh absolutely,” Will answers.
I chuckle to myself because, if I know Lauren as well as I think I do, she won’t be putting up much of a fight.
Will and I have been doing an erotic dance all night. My hand grazing his crotch, his lips brushing against my neck, his hand dancing over my thigh, me sitting in his lap, me rubbing his back. And those were just our hands. The second I held his gaze longer than five seconds I could feel him undressing me with his eyes. His eyes telling me everything I already knew.
I can’t wait to fuck you so hard tonight.
“Do you want to dance?” I ask, from over my drink.
Lauren and Andrew have disappeared, leaving us alone at our table for us to shamelessly eye fuck each other. My tongue finds the rim of the glass, and his eyes follow it, as if he’s temporarily in a trance, watching me.
“I have a better idea.” He pulls me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me and he presses his lips to mine, just as he’s done a million times in the past hour. The taste of whiskey on his tongue successfully turning me on even more than I already was.
My eyes flutter open, and I run my fingers over his lips, smearing the red stain that was coating them. “I love seeing my lipstick on you.” I look down, a mischievous grin finding my lips, “I love seeing iteverywhere.”
He glances towards the dance floor, assumedly looking for Andrew and Lauren before he turns back to me. “Let me touch you,” he whispers as his lips find my neck, his tongue darting out to lick the skin that has a thin sheen of sweat.
“Now?” My pussy throbs with need in response to his words as my eyes look around at the glasses and shot glasses that litter the table.
Who cares? Let. him. touch. you.
“Right now.” His hands move between my legs, pushing them open and stroking me through the satin fabric.
Our faces are so close, I can feel his breath on my face as he’s becoming aroused, touching my most intimate space.A space he knew better than I did.“But what if someone sees? What if Lauren and Andrew come back? Where are they anyway?”
“They’re fine.” He tells me, his hand pressing harder on my clitoris and I dig my nails into his shoulder.
“That feels…fuck. That feels good,” I moan as I begin to move my hips in time with his hand. “Put your hand inside my panties, Will. Touch me,there.” I suck my bottom lip between my teeth for good measure and suddenly, I feel his hand behind my neck, hauling me towards his lips. He attacks my mouth with an intensity that leaves me breathless but I couldn’t care less. I need this kiss more than air.
“Fuck you are so wet.” He pulls away, growling in my ear as he slides his fingers between the lips of my sex.
I don’t even have a chance to respond when I feel him rip my underwear on both sides, effectively removing them from my body.
“Will! I’m in a dress!”
“Don’t bend over too far then.” He grins. “Unless I’m behind you.” He presses my underwear to his face, inhaling my scent and he manages to smear some of the wetness across his lips. His mouth is glistening from the evidence of my arousal and I gasp at the kinkiness of it.
“Touch me again.” My words are like a desperate plea, my body needy for him.For the orgasm I know was only moments away.
“Part your legs, sweet girl.”
He turns his back slightly, shielding me from the dance floor as he slides his hand up my leg and presses it against my sex, rubbing it through my slit, up and back several times. “Fuck.” I can feel my clit pulsing already as he slides two fingers inside of me, hooking his finger around my G spot. “Oh God, Will!” I moan as I grip his hand harder against my pussy.
“Let go, baby. I know you can feel it.” A glass shatters somewhere in the distance and I flinch. “Don’t pay attention to any of that. Focus on me. I’ve got you. Focus on where I’m touching you,” he tells me, his voice calm and soothing but also incredibly seductive. My feet flex on their own accord as my body begins to embrace the sweet release of my orgasm. His thumb continues to swirl my clit, rubbing the slick bundle as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of me.
He slips his fingers out of me as I come down from my high and I watch engrossed as he sucks my juices from his fingers, running his tongue over each one lasciviously.
“Ready for that dance now?”
I freeze, my hand halting from bringing my gin and tonic to my lips. “I’m not wearing underwear, Will.”
He raises an eyebrow at me before turning to look at the mass of people in the center of the club. “Come,” he says and it’s as if the word has a direct line to the space between my legs. He stands and holds his hand out, pulling me to my feet.
The second we make it to the dance floor, my ass finds his groin immediately and he pulls me hard against him, my back flush against his chest. I haven’t danced with a man like this in years but it was if it all came back to me instantly. And Will canmove. We are barely through the first song when I feel his lips dragging along my bare shoulder and up my neck causing me to shiver in his arms despite how hot I am.
