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“No, I’m trying to get him to take me to bed,” I tell her with a laugh. She laughs along with me before pulling my body against hers. We’re so close nothing could fit between us. It’s a little strange for me. I’ve never been this … free before. And I feel it. I feel free. I feel like I can let go and just be me; no one here will judge me. I can open up and live without worrying about embarrassing my father.

A few minutes later, hands slip around my waist, and I’m pulled back into a hard body. I let my head fall back and rest against his chest when his hand slips under my shirt.

“What are you doin’ out here?” Tarek’s voice is dark and sultry.

“Dancing.”

“I think you’re doin’ a lot more than that. You want my attention?”

“No. I’m having fun with GeeGee.”

“So I saw, but I think you wanted me to come out here and get you. Didn’t you?”

“Maybe.”

“Well, here I am, baby. What are you gonna do now?” His fingers brush over my flesh, and I shiver. I spin around to face him and find his eyes blazing with fire.

“Right now, I want to drop to my knees and take you into my mouth,” I tell him. I’m almost embarrassed to say the words, but I have this freeing feeling inside me, and I’m going to embrace it.

“Is that what you want?”

“I want to taste you on my tongue,” I tell him. His nostrils flare, and his hand tightens around me.

“Then what are you waitin’ for?”

“Here?” I ask, confused by what he’s saying. Does he want me to do it in front of everyone? I don’t know how I feel about that. He shakes his head and nods toward the hallway, and I take that as my cue to go. I pull away from him and walk toward the hall with him behind me. As soon as we reach his door, he shoves it open and ushers me inside.

I step in and listen as he closes the door behind me, my heart nearly beating out of my chest. I’ve never done this, not to him, not to anyone. My nerves are firing off, one by one, ripping me apart. I turn to face him and see him watching me, waiting for me to make the move.

“What are you waitin’ for? You wanted me.”

“I’ve never … it’s just …”

“You’ve never done it before?” I shake my head as he stares at me.

“Then don’t.”

“I want to.”

“There’s no fuckin’ this up, Pierson. I promise you that.”

“What if I’m bad at it?”

“I just said there’s no fuckin’ this up.” I step toward him one slow step at a time until I’m standing in front of him. Then I slowly drop to my knees at his feet. I reach for the button on his jeans and work the zipper down before lowering them, taking his boxers with me. His cock springs free, hard, and ready for me.

Tarek reaches out and runs his hand along my cheek as I reach for his cock. Then I slip my tongue between my lips and taste him for the first time. His hips jerk, but he holds still, letting me do what I want. Then I take him fully in my mouth. I’m not sure what I’m doing or if I’m doing it right, but I slowly ease him in and out of my mouth. When I glance up at him, I see his eyes are closed and his lips parted. I take that as a good sign.

I keep going, running my tongue along the length of him. Groans fall from his lips as I keep going. His hand finds its way into my hair and holds on, giving me a little more pressure. I bob my head, taking him as far as I can before I start to gag. He moans and finally steps back, pulling out of my mouth.

“Get up.”

“But …”

“I said get up,” he orders. I stand in front of him as he stares into my eyes. I almost think I did something wrong until he grabs me and pulls me toward him. Tarek kisses me like he’s starving, and I’m the only food he can eat. His hands move over my body, heating me from the inside out until he pulls back and rips my shirt off. He moves to my shorts, shoving them down my legs before demanding I turn around. I do as I’m told and face the wall before I feel him behind me.

“Bend over,” he growls, and I immediately bend at my waist, hands braced on the wall. It doesn’t take long before he’s thrusting into me, and before long, I’m a panting mess.

It seems like he just started when we’re both falling apart. His hands stay planted on my back as he catches his breath. Then he pulls out and lets me stand to my feet, only to drag me over to the bed.

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