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It’s interesting, the way she responds to my dark threat. She melts against me like the perfect little sub, before continuing to dance like she hasn’t got a care in the world. Like she didn’t just punch my ex in the face or claim to be my girlfriend.
Why did she do that? Is she okay? I should probably check she’s not hurt herself.
I’m not complaining, but what possessed her? Was she just trying to save me from Linda? Surely we wouldn’t be here now if that was the case? The kiss would have been more than enough, the punch was the absolute icing on the cake. She doesn’t need to keep up any pretense now.
The little minx wiggles against my hard-on, drawing my attention back to the present and driving all thoughts of playing doctor out of my mind.
She’s already consuming my thoughts, but her actions have every inch of me paying attention to the present. Standing to attention. Admittedly, my cock is digging into her back, but if she doesn’t keep still, I’m going to have to punish her.
Would it be inappropriate if I took her hand, and encouraged her to reach back and stroke me? I guess it would be, what with my ex bleeding everywhere only a short distance away from us.
Shit, I should probably check on Belle and make sure her hand is okay. Although, she definitely threw that punch like she’s done so before. It was pretty fucking hot, actually.
I drag Belle away from the slack-jawed, bloody-nosed, sobbing mess that is Linda, who stayed close, maybe trying to gain sympathy? She swung at Belle first. She got what she deserved. I don’t see the others as I pull her across the dance floor toward the bathrooms.
I shove her into the ladies’ room and look around. Thankfully, it’s empty, not that I give too much of a fuck. I know I’m intimidating enough to clear a room with a bark. Sometimes, even just a look will suffice. There’s something about face tattoos that automatically instils fear in most.
Fucking Linda always wanted me to get laser removal, and when I refused, she was forever buying me makeup and shit to cover them. She could never just accept me for me. Belle doesn’t seem to give a shit though. She certainly doesn’t act intimidated by me. Hell, she’s already tried to fight me and take me on a couple of times. It’s sexy as fuck.
Belle bites her lip as she takes a few steps back, further into the bathroom. I smirk and stalk her like the predator I am. Already, within just a few minutes of contact with her, she has me harder and feeling more alive than I have in years. I’m certainly more aroused and interested than I ever was with Linda. Fuck that bitch, she would never let me have fun or do things my way. It’s been so long since I had sex in any position other than missionary, once a month, after a shower and with the lights turned off…Like she couldn’t stand the sight of me.
It’s gonna take every ounce of control I have not to blow my load as soon as I get a look at her sweet pussy.
“Take your panties off, Belle.”
I track her movements intently as she reaches under her dress and slowly pulls a skimpy G-string off her hips and down her delicious thighs. My dick is already throbbing in my pants. I want to fuck her hard and fast, but I also want to taste every inch of her and make her scream for days.
I watch her as she caresses her thighs before lifting the skirt of her dress higher. As it pools around the top of her hips, she exposes herself to me, and I swallow thickly.
Fuck.
I said she was in trouble, but I was wrong. It’s me that’s done for.
“Fuck me, Linc,” she pleads breathlessly.
I stalk toward her slowly, closing the gap between us until our chests are touching, and I’m completely invading her space.
“Face the wall,” I demand. She complies with no hesitation, and I’m almost disappointed. I like her fire. “Lift your dress higher.”
She looks over her shoulder at me, biting her lip, and waits. I quirk my brow at her. There’s the fire. “Do you need to be told twice, Beauty?”
She reaches back with both hands, and pulls the fabric slowly up and over her ass.
I step closer, admiring the round curve of her delicious ass, and ever so lightly, I trail my palm over her irresistible curves, admiring the view and the butter-soft feel of her skin beneath me.
“Bend over, Belle.” My voice catches, and comes out huskier than I’ve ever heard it.
I swallow hard. God help me, when she bends, exposing her dripping wet pussy to me, I nearly drop to my knees before her to worship her like the goddess she is. I need to show restraint, so I don’t scare her away.
“Spread your legs. Good. Now touch yourself,” I demand, noting the way her breathing picks up. She looks over her shoulder, meeting my eyes. Her gaze is blazing. I half expected her to back down or fight me, but when her delicate fingers begin to circle her clit, I groan. It’s not defiance shining in her heated brown eyes, it’s lust.
The sight of her bent and spread before me, touching herself at my instruction, is heavenly. I want to slam my cock into her, make her scream for me. I want her to forget her own fucking name from coming so fucking hard.
“Ask me to fuck you, Belle. Beg for my cock.”
“Fuck me, Linc. Make me come,” she replies, slipping two fingers into her soaked cunt. Fuck, what is this girl doing to me? I can’t hold back any longer.
I free myself from my slacks, and grin when her eyes widen at my magic cross piercing. Obviously, she wasn’t expecting that. But her fingers move faster as she fucks herself with them, so she’s obviously not against it.
