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I was going to do it all night. I just needed to survive this torture of a dance.
Priscilla was relentless. I could tell she wanted to turn me on in public. I was going to spank her for that when we went back home, but right now, all the power was in her hands and her ass and her tits. They all made me go insane.
I have never ever gone this insane for any woman or man. My wife was a different breed.
Her dance was too sensual, too passionate. I knew this was not her first time in a club, but I still felt curious. I used the darkness of the club and nibbled her ear before asking, “Do you dance like this for everyone?”
She turned in my embrace and wrapped her arms around my neck, pushing her soft tits to my chest. “I do,” she answered, and a strange fire burned in my chest and my throat and… probably all over me. I didn’t know why. It only got better when Priscilla added, “But you are the first one who got to touch me while I do.”
“Perks of putting a ring on it,” I murmured to her ear, and Priscilla giggled.
I let her rub against me as we dance. My cock was too damn hard, but I still couldn’t let go. People were lost in their own worlds, not looking our directions. Yet, it was still hard for me. Sex was the only time my ice walls were not as strong, and I didn’t want people to see me like that. Priscilla could, but the rest of the world could just get the Ice King version. It was better for everyone.
When Priscilla tried to kiss me, I dodged her smoothly. Her dance was already hard enough to endure. If I kissed her, it would not end with just a kiss. Maybe bringing her here was not a very good idea, I thought.
But it changed too quickly. I saw her smile at me, and all my discomfort meant nothing.
Her face was flushed with heat, and she seemed like she was having fun. Just when I was thinking how I could endure this beauty any longer, she whispered into my ear. “Can you get me a virgin mojito? I am dehydrated.”
“You need water then.”
She shook her head. “Mojito is almost water, and it tastes better. Please.”
The fact she wanted a virgin cocktail was both good and bad. I didn’t want her to get too drunk because my plans included a sober Priscilla. I wanted her lucid, so I could fuck her until morning.
The bad part was the reason. She was so transfixed on getting pregnant, and I knew it still made her anxious. I wish I could snatch all that worry away. It was going to happen when the time came.
For now, I just obeyed and went to the bar to get her a virgin mojito and water for me. I was planning on making her drink my water too. I didn’t want her to get even more dehydrated.
After I took the glasses, I moved to where she was still dancing. It was hard to walk in this horrible crowd, but thanks to my height, it was easy to see Priscilla. She was lost in the music, and even though her body was away from mine, its effect was still strong. The sight had the same power as her touch. I wished I could just take her back home so we could be alone.
With that thought, I realized something. I was not the only one watching Priscilla. Club still had many people minding their business, but there were various men and a few women watching her. Some of them were kind enough to only throw side glances at her, but some of them were just looking at her with pure hunger. They were looking at her the way I was.
They were never going to get what I got, though. She was only mine.
I wanted to gauge all of their eyes just because they thought they were worthy of the sight of her.
They were not looking when I was with her. It was the stupidest decision to leave her alone. My whole body burned. I didn’t want their eyes on her. I didn’t want them fantasizing about her. I wanted them to know she was mine and she was never going to be theirs.
At that moment, all my discomfort left my body. Letting people see me in my raw form was not important at all. The important thing was showing them that Priscilla belonged to me.
I parted the crowd quickly. When Priscilla saw me, she smiled and took the mojito from my hand. I let her take a sip because she needed it, but still, I was burning inside with the need to possess her. I have never burned like this. I have never needed anything so much.
I put my water to one of the cocktail tables and wrapped both arms around Priscilla, pressing her to me. My hands lowered to her ass to squeeze. I checked the crowd. I wanted them to see. To know.
Priscilla’s eyes flashed with lust. “Wow, you are very touchy.”
My mouth found her neck, and I sucked the soft skin into my mouth until I knew I had left a bruise behind. “I can’t help it,” I answered. “Everybody is looking at you.”
A little worry appeared on her face, and she kissed my jaw. “No one tried anything, I promise. It was all good.”
Oh, fuck, that thought was maddening. If anyone tried anything, I was probably knifing them right now. I inhaled Priscilla’s neck. Perfume mixed with sweat and the booze smell in the air. Under all, I could feel Priscilla, though. It calmed me. Everything about her made me both crazy and calm.
It was horrible.
It was also amazing.
“They are just looking,” I answered into her ear and ground our lower bodies together. If I let go just a little, I could come like this, fully clothed, in a room full of people.
