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She pulled back and put her drink down next to my water. There was a little smile on her pretty lips and a glimmer in her deep green eyes. “Are you jealous?” she asked.
“I am definitely not,” I answered and then saw a man still looking at her and kissed her. She pulled me to her with want. My hands were still on her ass as I gave her the dirtiest kiss imaginable. “I just can’t resist you,” I said between kisses.
Priscilla pulled back and bit down her bottom lip. Right now, she was flushed for a whole other reason than heat. Her breasts were moving up and down with her breathing. I just wanted to take one into my mouth, but I could not do it here. I could not let them see her.
“I can’t wait until we are back at home,” she said like she read my mind.
I didn’t think I could even wait until the car. I scanned the club for a second even though I knew it like the palm of my hand. I knew what we needed at the moment.
I squeezed Priscilla’s ass and then held her hand. I leaned down to her ear. “I would carry you over my shoulder, but I can’t risk flashing this ass to everyone in the club. It is special for my eyes.”
Priscilla shuddered visibly at my possessiveness. “I’ll follow you.”
She had to. I pulled her to a side door that was employees only. Of course, no one stopped us, and even better, I knew they were not going to let anyone use that door until we were back inside. The door still opened to an alleyway. It was still very much public. Someone could walk upon us at any minute, but waiting sounded much more horrifying than fucking here.
I didn’t like the idea of someone coming here and seeing her half-naked, seeing her face twisted with pleasure, but I knew they were also going to see me. They were going to see me buried so deep inside of her that they were going to know that body and that pleasure-dazed face belonged to me.
All of her belonged only to me.
Priscilla didn’t even need me to push her to the wall. She leaned against it herself and pulled me by my lapels. “We’ll foreplay later. Please just fuck me.”
Fuck she was really perfect. The idea of anyone other than me having this was so terrifying that I thought I had never known the meaning of the word before. I held her by the backs of her thighs to wrap her legs around my waist. I looked into the heart-shaped rubies that circled her neck and grabbed the hand that was going to my hair and kissed the ruby ring on her finger. Seeing my gifts on her eased all the strange sensations in me, but it also fueled my lust.
I sneaked one hand between us to touch her heat. She was wearing one of her lace panties, and it was soaked. “You are ready for me,” I murmured, satisfied. I didn’t find eating or fingering her a burden, but right now, I just wanted to fuck her fast and hard. She could have her slow fuck when we were back at home.
Priscilla’s hands went to my belt. She was so much better at stripping me now. Also, she was as mad as me. I realized that she liked seeing me like this. She was possessive over me, but she liked it more when I was possessive of her too.
Normally I would pull her crotch to the side, but my hand felt even too clumsy to do that. At this position, I remembered how we kissed in another alleyway at her bachelorette party. I remembered how I could not fuck her back then but how I could do it now.
So, I just ripped her panties.
Priscilla gasped and reached inside my pants, her small hand wrapping around my shaft. “That was an expensive thong,” she said breathless.
I didn’t even care. “I’ll buy you a new one.” That put a little smile on her lips, and with the distraction, I wrapped my hand around hers and directed my tip into her entrance. It was so wet and hot. “I need to be buried in you.” I groaned.
Priscilla pushed me deeper in her pussy and gave a throaty moan. Both of her hands came to my shoulders to hold on. Her nails dug into my skin over the fabric of my shirt. “Please,” she begged, rolling her hips.
She didn’t need to beg. I was more than ready to fuck her.
I filled her fully with one thrust and then started fucking her deep, hitting that sweet spot every time. Priscilla’s legs tightened around my waist, and she bit down my neck to keep her moans in. Even hearing them muffled against my skin was enough. I couldn’t stop this fire inside of me.
When Priscilla pulled her head back, she demanded, “Harder” between breathless moans. I was not fucking her for long, but she was close. I could feel her tighten around me. We were both consumed immensely. It was so strange, so weird.
She liked weird.
I got faster, and my hips parted her harder than before. Her eyes were on me, and her mouth was occupied with creating moans because of the pleasure I was giving her. She was stretched so tightly around me. So delicious.
I wanted her to feel so full of me that anytime I was not fucking her, she would feel empty. She would feel incomplete because I was not inside her.
Maybe our relationship was corrupt. Maybe we were horrible for each other. But when I was inside her, it all meant bullshit. Nothing mattered when our bodies were joined because this felt too right. This felt like meant to be.
Thisruined all my logic.
“No one can have this but me,” I growled into her mouth. I fucked her a little deeper to push her spot.
Priscilla nodded as her pussy started clamping around me. She was about to come, so I licked my thumb and started drawing circles around her clit. It made her orgasm much more intense every time.
She moaned, hitting her head on the wall. I wanted to break that wall.
