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“May there be more,” I reply before I finish my glass.
Mateo and I stand there together, looking out over the club. I’m not sure how much time passes. Watching from up here gives me an out-of-body experience, as if I could find my younger self in the crowd, dancing and forgetting all of her troubles and worries. I can’t even remember what I was worried about back then, but it probably seemed important at the time. Maybe I did pass into another universe through that stairway after all.
Mateo’s body feels comfortable against my side. His hand stroking my hip. He seems content to just stand here with me, holding me, like we’ve known each other forever even though we just met. And it makes me feel good.
I don’t know how long we’ve been standing here together. I don’t know how much time has passed before I turn to him and kiss him.
Mateo responds, kissing me back. I can taste the whiskey and champagne on his tongue. The music and the club fade away. We’re alone in the balcony, alone in the building. Alone in the world.
Mateo starts to retreat from the railing towards the couches behind us. He pulls me along, still kissing me as he walks backwards. I push him down to sit so I can climb onto his lap and straddle him. I can feel his cock getting harder, pressed up between my legs. It seems to ignite a fire inside me, and I kiss him harder and harder. The noise of the club wraps us up like we’re in a cocoon together.
The action of straddling him lifts the hem of my dress. Mateo’s hands find their way up the side of my thighs and lift it the rest of the way over my ass. I feel his large, warm hands gripping each cheek.
Feeling my ass bared and his hands on them turns me on even more. I run my fingers through the back of his hair, pulling him deeper into our kisses.
I start kissing down his neck until I reach his suit jacket. I lean back from him just enough so he can pull his jacket off while I undo his tie and haphazardly unbutton most of his shirt. His chest is bare underneath but covered in dark tattoos.
I run my hand across his bare chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath his skin as I devour his mouth with mine. I pinch one of his nipples and Mateo bites my bottom lip in return. I pinch him harder, and he moans as he lets go of my lip.
I unbutton the rest of his shirt, pulling it up to untuck it from his pants. I lick my swollen lips and get a hint of blood. That primal taste makes me feel wild, and I can’t wait to have more of him inside me.
I slide my hands over his abs and down to his crotch. He feels strong and hard through his pants, his cock pressing rigidly against his belt. I stroke him gently as if it would ease the tension between us, knowing it won’t. Mateo moans again.
I think of what he said earlier. The thought of Mateo doing this in the past makes me feel a stab of jealousy, competitive with the girls of his past.
I slide off of his lap and down to my knees in front of him on the couch. Mateo looks slightly surprised when I begin to undo his belt and unbutton his pants. The corners of his mouth twitch up into a smile.
Mateo’s eyes drift closed as I reach my hand inside of his underwear and grab his cock. It’s thick and warm, sticking out straight from his body.
I rise up on my knees so I can wrap my lips around the tip. I can hear Mateo moan again as I slowly suck on him, sliding his cock deeper into my mouth. Any thicker and I wouldn’t be able to fit him in. I take it as a challenge. One I know I can win.
Mateo leans forward and I feel his hands on my ass again. Again, I lose track of time, licking and kissing Mateo’s cock. I could do this all night.
Mateo pivots slightly in his seat so that he can reach behind me with one of his hands. He traces his fingers over my thong. I’m already feeling flush, warm, and wet. His touch makes my pussy throb with need.
He moves my underwear aside and slides his finger along my pussy lips. My wetness makes his finger slide smoothly around the opening. Slowly, he begins to penetrate me with his finger.
I moan around his cock, rewarding him for touching me the way I like by giving him the best blow job he’s ever had. I go deeper on him, as deep as I can, trying to take him all the way in my mouth. Then I suck on his balls and flick my tongue around the base where they meet his shaft while my fingers circle around and under the extra-sensitive head.
Mateo slides a second finger inside of me and my pleasure more than doubles. I speed up the movement of my hands and he keeps up, fingering me faster and faster. It’s getting harder to concentrate on what I’m doing as my orgasm starts to build.
I’m on the verge of cumming as Mateo’s hips begin to writhe. We’re both right on the edge, about to make each other come at the same time.
I hear a noise just to the side of me, like ice being dumped on the floor. I instinctively look while Mateo pulls his cock away from my mouth.
Mateo grabs the champagne bucket and aims his cock to shoot off into the empty bucket.
I continue rubbing Mateo’s thighs, enjoying the view. A slight sense of disappointment mingles with the satisfaction of what I just accomplished. I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t cum yet or because I wish Mateo didn’t pull away, but I don’t have much time to figure it out.
Mateo finishes his climax and then stands up, pulling up his underwear and pants, but not zipping up.
For a moment, I expect him to make some kind of excuse and leave. Instead, he pulls me up to my feet and kisses me hard. Then he sits me down on the couch and gets down on his knees with his face between my legs.
This I did not expect.
Mateo licks my pussy with the same attention I gave to his cock. It’s not long before I’m back where I was a minute ago, feeling my own climax building strong again.
He fingers me while his tongue flicks my sensitive clit. He moves faster and faster until my moans turn into yells, and I reach my own orgasm, the flashing lights and pounding beats from the club around us melding into a glow like I’ve never experienced before.
