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I ground my hips, rocking slowly and hard against him.
“Tell me you want it.” He smiled against my skin. “Beg for it.”
“I want it,” I begged. “I want you.”
“What do you want exactly?” His hands skated inside my dress, and a long finger brushed my nipple. I gasped, feeling it pebble under his touch. He squeezed my left breast, guiding it to his mouth and sucking it in between his lips.
My pussy started to tingle, feeling different to how I’d imagined it.
I wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed like I’d expected.
The tingle started to feel good.
My fingers rushed through his hair. His hand moved to my other nipple, giving it a hard pinch that had me whimpering.
But I liked it.
His perfect teeth grazed me, feeling sharper than they looked and sharper again when they clamped down on my flesh.
I moaned louder. And he sucked away the pain with his lips and tongue as they left a mark on my skin.
My panties became soaked, and my hips kept rocking over his clothed erection. Something inside me shifted, making me braver and bolder. My mouth wanted something to chew now that the candy we shared had been swallowed or lost. Two fingers flicked his forehead. I pushed his head back, and his septum piercing caught the light. I shadowed him by sinking my teeth into his neck. I sucked, leaving a mark on him, too. Mine. A mark that claimed and branded him as mine.
“I’m so fucking hard for you.” So hard and so desperate, like his kiss, as his lips moved back to mine. His fingers shook the second they stopped touching me. He fumbled with his belt, struggling to get it off as quickly as possible. His button was next, but it didn’t take him long to pop it through the small hole. The sound of his zipper pulled my eyes down and my mouth away from his.
I scooted back in his lap—disappointed by the lack of friction with nothing between my legs—to get a better view of him.
His cock was already glistening and peeping out from the waistband of designer shorts, his fingers on the tip, stroking.
“Still want me?” he asked, his voice rougher, heavy with need. He rolled down his shorts, revealing more of himself, inch by torturous inch.
He was huge.
It was never going to fucking fit.
But I still nodded, unable to speak even as my mouth hung wide as if waiting in welcome for him to choke me with his giant cock.
“But I don’t think it’ll fit,” I finally said, shaking my head to emphasize my point.
“You’ll stretch for me.” He gripped around the thickness of his cock, moving his hand up and down. “But we have to get you wet first. Take off your panties.”
I didn’t tell him I was already soaked between my legs and all over his.
I stepped off his lap, my thumbs hooking into my panties to pull them off beneath my mini dress.
The last of my nervous giggles evacuated my mouth.
“You look so fucking good.” He bit down on his lip, the fullness denting between those sharp teeth. “Don’t be nervous. You shine when you embrace how fucking sexy you are.”
He lifted his ass momentarily, sliding his jeans off. His fingers returned to his cock and stroked the length, his grip turning more savage each time he got to the tip. His breathing turned raspy. Mine stopped, watching him in awe. I wanted to feel him again. He felt so good. He’d feel better now, without our clothes.
“You were a little shy singing. Confident to dance for me?”
His phone buzzed, and a text message popped on the screen that he ignored, focusing solely on me and my answer. My mouth went dry. I couldn’t give one.
But I started swaying to the song in my head. His song. The raunchiest one that I’d never dared to play while my parents were home. It was the song I’d touch myself to whenever I was home alone. I thought of all my wet dreams when my fingers slipped inside my pussy, imagining they were his dexterous and determined fingers. Determined to make me come.
“Your pain is what I need,
