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“And hopefully someone will teach you some manners one day,” Sassy shoots back. She grabs my hand and looks at me. “Let’s dance.”
We get to our feet and the guy looks pissed off.
“Who was that?” I ask as we walk away from him.
“Darren,” Sassy says through gritted teeth. “The manager of The Nest. I can’t stand him.”
I glance back at him and see him glaring at us. But then he turns his attention to the next girl.
“I didn’t like him much either.” I mutter. “Are you safe with him at the club? He seems kind of threatening.”
“He’s fine in that way,” Sassy waves me off. “He’s just annoying. Wanna dance?”
I nod, and she leads us to the main room with the DJ. We join her friends already on the dance floor. It’s so loud that we can’t speak to each other, so we dance with the crowd instead.
I love watching Sassy dance. Whether she’s being silly in a nightclub or being sexy on stage, the girl has rhythm. The way her hips move, the way she flings her hair back. I find it so enchanting. The combination of alcohol in my system and the music pulsing through my body makes me brave and I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her close to me. Sassy responds by changing her dance moves. She grinds against me, pressing herself against my body, moving to the music seductively. It’s easy to forget it’s not just the two of us. She closes her eyes, lost in the music, and I run a hand up her sides. I don’t know how long we dance like this, with her moving against me intimately, me touching her body lightly, not wanting this moment to stop but also wanting more at the same time. I glance around me and realise that although we are in a thick crowd of people, her friends are no longer near us. The song is working its way up to a crescendo, taking the clubbers with it, and the bodies around us move as one. The crowd pulses and Sassy is right there in the middle of it. She looks at me, piercing me with her violet eyes, and I motion to her that her friends have left. Sassy glances around and goes to say something to me, but remembers that I won’t be able to hear her, so she bites down on those soft lips instead.
I swallow.
She’s standing still in the middle of hundreds of writhing bodies, her hair falling over one eye, skin shining, giving me a look so sexy that I can’t help but imagine her under me, naked. I need to kiss her. I grab her around the waist again and pull her to me, slowly, giving her a chance to stop me. But she doesn’t. I lean down and kiss that beautiful mouth. Those soft lips are a pillow for mine and I sink into them, wanting nothing more than to live here forever. Sassy responds, fiercely, ferociously. Her hands grasp my hair tightly. Her tongue fights against mine. It feels like she wants me too.
I pull away and motion to her we should bail. Go somewhere to be alone. She looks up at me from under her lashes, a sexy smile playing on her face. Taking my hand, she leads me away from the dance floor. We make our way through the crowd to a corner of the room that is so dark I have to squint to see her. I’m disappointed when she stops here. I thought we were going home.
Sassy turns to me. Behind her I can see the clubbers dancing, but we are in an alcove to the side. So close to them, but almost in a different world. I feel like I’m staring through a two-way mirror; we can see them, but can they see us?
Sassy pushes me until my back hits the wall behind me, and she kisses me again, even more hungrily than a moment ago. Her hands make their way under my shirt and she slides her fingers down my chest and stomach. I let my hands wander too, cupping her ass and pulling her into me. I’m growing hard, and I know she’d be able to feel my cock pressed against her.
“I want you,” she groans into my ear.
“Let’s go.”
But she just kisses me again. Her hands slide down my stomach and over my pants, squeezing the bulge that is getting harder by the minute. I grab her wrist to stop her. As much as I enjoyed the beach, I don’t want a repeat performance. I want the real deal. She looks up at me.
“Right here.” She mouths the words to me.
I laugh, assuming she’s joking, but her hand snakes its way back to me and she rubs me again.
“We’re in a crowded room.” I protest.
“No one can see us. It’s too dark.” She yells, then nibbles at my earlobe. I glance around us and realise she’s right. The crowd is dancing only metres away, but we are in such darkness there’s no way they can see us against this wall. I think. But as her hand slips inside the front of my pants and her fingers curl around my cock, I realise I’m finding it hard to care if they can.
“I want you right now. Take it or leave it,” she breathes into my ear and I’m gone. I’m so hot for Sassy and I need to be inside her. Right now. If that means fucking her in a room full of people, then so be it.
I grab hold of her wrist and pull it back out from my jeans, then I swing us around so that her back is against the wall, my hand resting above her head. I lean down and kiss her deeply, my tongue plunging into her mouth, my other hand moving to her breast. She responds hungrily, kissing me and grabbing my ass. I’ve wanted Sassy from the first time she kissed me. Admittedly, I imagined something better. I wanted to take my time with her and kiss her down her whole body. Not fuck her against the wall in a nightclub, but I guess there’s time for niceties later.
If this is what Sassy wants, then who am I to say no?
As we kiss, I slide my hand under her top and massage her breast, paying attention to her nipple that has gone hard under my fingertips. I take a condom from my wallet and Sassy fiddles with the buttons on my jeans. She pushes them down enough to allow my cock to spring free. Grabbing her ass, I lift her, pushing her up against the wall. Sassy wraps her arms and legs around me, fitting against me like a jigsaw puzzle. I can feel her moans vibrating through my mouth. I’ve pushed her top up now so that I can get to her breasts easier and it occurs to me we’ve reached the point of no return. If someone happens upon us, me with my cock out and her against the wall with her tits exposed and her silver skirt around her waist, we can’t explain our way out of it. But I no longer care. A floodlight could shine right on us and I wouldn’t flinch. I’m finally about to have Sassy Bennett and I don’t mind if the entire world knows it.
I drink her in. The saltiness of her skin, the smell of perfume in her hair. Her hands dive between us, fiddling, and I look down to see she has moved her g-string to the side, granting me complete access. After rolling the condom on, I look at her face once more, making sure we are both on the same page. I see my desire mirrored there.
“You drive me wild,” I groan and then I push into her, my cock pinning her against the wall, and she welcomes me in, her pussy gripping me.
I move slowly, sliding in and out, kissing her neck, running my hands along the thighs that are wrapped tightly around my waist. I can tell Sassy is moaning from the vibrations in her neck and she moves her hips against me the best she can from her position. Her hands are under my shirt again, her fingernails scratching down the length of my back.
The music changes to a fast song, and I pick up my pace, moving along with the beat. I can hear her scream my name, telling me she wants it harder, and something inside of me is unravelling. Sassy always teases me about being a good boy, but she doesn’t realise how much she brings the bad boy out of me. We fuck to the rhythm of the song, the beats thumping through my body as I work her against the wall. She wants it rough, and I’m more than willing to assist. Strobe lights are flashing behind me as people dance just a few steps away, but darkness cloaks us.
Sassy bites down on my lip, hard, until I taste my blood. I drill into her wetness, fucking her as hard as I can, unleashing all the pent up desire and passion I’ve had for her from the moment we met until now.
