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“You’re going to make me lose control,” Leon growled, thrusting hard and fast. Leaning in closer, he bit my earlobe.
My walls clamped onto his throbbing cock, loving the heat and friction of his every thrust. Throwing my head back, I reveled in the feeling of having him inside me.
“Leon,” I cried out, losing all control. Waves of pleasure crashed over me, drowning all my senses. I was blinded to everything except for the pure ecstasy flowing through me.
My body trembled with the force of my climax. I would’ve slid down to the floor if Leon wasn’t holding onto my hips with an iron grip.
Leon pulled me against him. One hand squeezed over a breast while the other lay splayed over my stomach as he continued to thrust into me.
Heat flowed through my veins, heightening my pleasure. My moans mixed with his breathy groans as we mashed our bodies together.
All the while, music continued to play outside. People talked, laughed, and danced, absolutely unaware of what was happening behind a curtain in a lone corner of the room.
“I’m so fucking close,” he grated through clenched teeth, thrusting into me like he was stabbing my pussy repeatedly.
Hard moans escaped me as each thrust hit me at that delicious angle, spreading shivers of pleasure throughout my body.
He bit into my shoulder as the force of his orgasm took over him. Stabbing into me with one final thrust, he shattered.
White-hot liquid gushed deep inside me as his body shuddered against mine. His mouth clamped over a spot on my neck while his hands held onto my hips tightly as he rode his pleasure.
He slumped against me, pushing me into the wall as he breathed hard, still staying buried inside me.
“I can never get enough of you,” he whispered in my ear and pressed a kiss against my neck. Pulling out gently, he steadied me on my feet.
Still breathing heavily, I crab-walked to the ottoman and sank on it.
Leon zipped up his pants and ran his fingers through the locks of his red hair.
“I hate how perfect you look right now,” I muttered, struggling to pull up the straps of my dress.
Moving toward me, he helped me fix my dress. He was about to pull the skirt down when he suddenly stopped.
That’s when I realized a warm stream of thick liquid streaking down my leg.
“Here, you go,” he said, handing me his handkerchief.
“Get me some paper napkins,” I said not wanting to ruin a perfectly good handkerchief.
He let out a huff and shifted closer. Loosening the folds, he used the cloth to wipe my leg. Keeping his gaze on me, he mopped my soaking wet pussy too.
“Thanks,” I said, feeling my cheeks burn. “I can take care of the rest in a bathroom or something.”
“Are you sure?”
I gave a nod and stood up, letting the skirt of my dress fall gracefully over my legs. “How does my face look?”
“Red and sweaty.” He grinned while I frowned.
“I’ll go to the restroom right now,” I muttered.
“Hurry back,” he said, sinking into a couch. The plush chair was too small for him, so his legs ended up dangling from the armrest. “I’ll be waiting right here for you.”
A smile came to my lips. “Be right back!”
Slipping out from behind the curtain, I walked out among the crowd of dancing couples. Knowing my way around this part of the ground floor, I headed down a solitary corridor to use the restroom.
Soft laughs suddenly reached my ears.
