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Oh. My. God.
Before I can even think of saying anything, his face is back between my legs and making me thankful I’m not standing. I start riding his face, my hips rolling on the chair when he pulls away again. He stays on his knees, removing his hand from between my legs. Then he pushes my dress up around my ass and stands me up. Sliding one hand down my calf to my ankle, he lifts my leg.
I grab him to steady myself from falling as he puts it over his shoulder. And before I can say a word, his mouth is back on me, and my hands find their way to his hair and grip.
Holy hell.
Holy hell.
His finger slides inside me, followed by a second, and I have to remember I am now on my feet so I don’t fall.
“Such a sweet cunt,” he says into my flesh. “I want you to come. When my mouth touches you, fuck it and come. Do you understand?” he commands.
When I do nothing he is more forceful with his words. “Oriana, do you understand?”
I nod because it’s the only response I can give before he smirks and lowers his face between my legs. His tongue slides up and down before it goes back to my clit.
His fingers push a little deeper, and I grip his hair tighter, as his tongue moves slowly and explores me.
Perfectly marking me; making me experience something I’ve only heard girls whisper about.
It’s everything.
Everything.
“That’s it,” he croons as I come undone with trembling legs and a choked scream. And before I can move or even fall, the chair is back, and I’m dropping onto it.
That was…
He stands, and my eyes fall to his pants as he rearranges himself and turns and walks to the door, smiling.
“Our date is over. It looks like your friend is looking for you.” Jake pulls the door open, and a man is standing there with his back to it. “It was a pleasure, Oriana.” He waves for me to leave. “Until next time.”
I manage to stand and pull my dress down before I walk up to him.
I’ve never had this happen.
Am I meant to say something?
Do I say thanks for the great things your mouth did?
Or do I just leave without a word?
I think I’m going to go with the latter option.
Smiling, I step out the door and don’t look back. I spot Simone straight away—her back is to me, but I don’t miss her.
Harvey is looking around on the dance floor, and when his eyes finally find me, he smiles. “Where have you been?” he asks with a touch of worry.
“I needed some air. Are you ready?”
They both nod.
When we walk outside, the cold air hits my skin. I turn to my right and see Jake standing at a car, another woman in front of him, her hand on his chest as she talks to him.
“Do you know him?”
I look over to Simone, who is watching me.
