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She pushed her ass against me, circling, bumping, grinding. My hand went from her waist to one full breast. I thumbed her deep neckline and dipped my finger inside to brush her erect nipple.
She really needed to watch it, or she’d be pinned against the wall somewhere with her panties at her ankles in no time.
“I can’t stop wanting you.” I followed her movements, in tandem with her body language. “I left you alone, gave you space… I can’t do it much longer, D.”
She didn’t acknowledge the things I said. She just danced. With me. And if that was all she was going to give to me now, then so be it. She could deny me all she wanted. But she’d eventually surrender, and I’d show her again how good we were together.
I slipped my hand underneath one spaghetti strap, feeling her heart hammer against the palm of my hand.
Life had brought us together, and she loved the edge of us as much as I did. She proved it by turning around. I’d lost control of the situation, letting her take over. To others, it must’ve looked like foreplay. It always was. Only, ours wasn’t orchestrated.
Fierce.
Unbridled.
Bona fide all-in.
She knew I’d deliver if she asked me to, just like I knew what she had to offer. And Jesus, it was unlike any other addiction. Fuck, I couldn’t understand my father right now because cocaine was certifiably less irresistible than my stepsister.
She was chasing me, challenging me to either make a mistake, or dip my fingers inside the front of her skirt and make her come right here.
I cupped her ass and got denied another kiss.
“You ain’t got a magic dick, Ares,” she scolded, letting one hand fall between us where she discretely cupped the front of my jeans. “You want to drag me back into one of your sick games?”
I huffed a laugh. “Damn right, I do.”
“Careful, Ares,” she mimicked my warning. Her fingers flexed around me, squeezing my cock to the point of pain while she still managed to keep dancing.
Me? I was holding on.
I only hardened further, locking my knees so I wouldn’t crumble under her touch. My balls ached and my heart even more. If I didn’t love her already, I did now.
I settled my forehead against hers. “Are you fixated on crushing my balls, Dita?”
She swallowed, losing the tension in her hand, and I could breathe for a split second. It was only a whisper of a moment as she sought out my lips, but it was loud and clear to me when her fingers tightened again. I let out a squeak. “Just looking out for the rest of us girls.”
“There aren’t any others,” I gritted through my teeth. I breathed a sigh of relief when she debated her net move and decided to leave my most valued jewels alone.
“It’s still a game to you.”
Desperately battling for control, I dipped lower, letting my hand lift up her skirt and delve my fingers underneath. I dug them into her hip, reaping a hiss as I bruised her skin.
“And I’m sure you want to know what the next round holds.”
Her disappointment was obvious. The sparkle in her eyes cleared. The hazel dimmed into a dull brown. She wriggled herself away from me and disappeared into the crowd. Without hesitation, I followed her as she practically sprinted towards the restrooms.
“Dita!” I yelled, but she kept moving.
Before she stepped inside the small hallway, I finally caught up, grabbing her wrist as she screamed.
“For fuck’s sake, keep quiet!” I pulled her back against me and cupped her mouth. “Someone’s going to think I’m going to rape you or something.”
“Then keep your hands off me!” She yelled against my hand. Struggling out of my hold, she escaped, and I had to chase her again.
Once I had her cornered, she was going to regret walking away. I didn’t love to go after her as much as I used to.
I finally pushed her inside a stall, locked the door and barricaded her against it. It was closed off and dark, and the only thing anyone could hear was the sound of the bass in the background.
