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Before Roxanne, I never knew peace. I’m a raging hurricane, and she’s the rising sun. She calms my waters and brightens the everlasting darkness that is my life.
When she’s less than a few feet away from me, she halts her steps. I reach for her, but she steps back, shaking her head and dancing in a way that has my cock growing painfully hard. Her lips tilt up in a seductive smirk as she runs her fingers through her hair, throws her head back to elongate her neck, and moves her hips in tune with the lyrics.
She does this for what feels like minutes, occasionally spinning around to give me a view of her perfect ass.
“Tonight, I’ll be your naughty girl,”plays through the speakers.
I’ve never been a huge Beyoncé fan until this moment. I am now an official member of the Beyhive. Sign me the fuck up.
Roxanne winks before spinning around again, shaking herass in perfect rhythm with the rest of her body. She looks over her shoulder, smiling at me deviously while running her tongue over her bottom lip.
Jesus fuck.I need to touch her. Now.
“Baby,” I groan, reaching for her.
Before she has a chance to pull away again, I tighten my hands around her waist and quickly pull her on onto my lap. I almost come in my pants the second her ass lands on top of my denim-clad dick.
“So impatient,” she chuckles, clicking her tongue. “The lap dance was coming.”
“I want it now,” I growl against her ear. “Don’t back away from me again unless you want me to die. Ineedto touch you as badly as I need my next breath.”
She reaches back and threads her fingers in my hair as she grinds her ass against my aching cock. God, that feels so fucking good.
“Fuck,” I hiss as she bumps and grinds against me. She doesn’t let up, dry humping me while sitting on my lap, reverse cowgirl style, and dancing in tune to music. My dick throbs behind the zipper of my jeans, threatening to combust if she doesn't stop soon.
As much as I love her tantalizing outfit, I want her out of it. I want her naked, her skin rubbing against mine with my cock inside of her. I need her so fucking bad. I’ve never needed anything more.
“You look so sexy, baby,” I hum, sucking her earlobe between my teeth before splaying my fingers against her belly. “This is the best birthday present ever,” I add, peppering kisses along her jaw.
She moans as I lower my hand and swipe a finger against her lace-coveredclit.
“But if you don’t stop in the next two seconds,” I pant. “This is going to be over a lot faster than we want.”
She continues grinding her ass against me until the outline of my hard cock nestles between her bare cheeks.
“Who said this was going any further than a lap dance?” she pants.
“Your body,” I reply in a husky tone.
I slide my free arm around her waist, cupping one of her breasts before pinching her nipple between my fingers. With one hand still on her pussy, I rub her slit with two fingers, feeling how wet she is for me. I swirl circles against her clit until she’s frantically bucking against me.
“You’re so wet for me,” I hum against her ear. “Your body is practically singing for me.”
“Elliot,” she moans as I massage the sensitive spot between her legs.
I hook a finger beneath the lace and pull it to the side. Her head thumps back against my shoulder, and she lets out a loud moan as I slip two digits inside of her, pumping her deep and slow.
“Elliot, please,” she whimpers.
“Please what?” I rasp.
“You know what I want,” she says breathlessly, rolling her hips and riding my fingers.
“You want my dick here instead of my fingers?” I ask, curling my fingers to hit her G-spot.
“God, yes,” she pleads. “I want all of you. Elliot. No condom. No clothes. I want to feel every inch of you against me…inside of me.”
My lips find her neck, sucking and nibbling until I’m sure I left a mark.
