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1 CLARA
ONE MONTH EARLIER
This is not how I pictured my night ending up.
When I suggested to JJ, my roommate, that we should go to a club, I never expected this. The stranger’s hands roam up the lines of my body, caressing my hips, moving up the sides of my breasts as his mouth lightly traces patterns against the column of my neck. I don’t know his name, I don’t plan on learning it. All I want is for this warmth careening through my body to continue. All I want is for his hard body to stay plastered against mine, and his hands to continue their slow torture of my skin.
“Fuck, Sunshine, I didn’t expect you when I walked through that door tonight.” His voice is low, his breath whispering against the shell of my ear. The music blares around us, but I pay it no attention. Bodies writhe and grind to its rhythm, but all I feel are his fingers, his lips, and his growing arousal pressing against my ass. As if possessed, I push myself against him, feeling a guttural moan rumble through his chest. I don’t do this—at least I don’t do what I wish we were doing…what I plan on making happen if he doesn’t stop teasing me with those fingers that glide up the exposed parts of my thighs.
I know the dress I chose for tonight leaves nothing to the imagination, the black sequins catch the light and make me feel incredibly sexy. Add in the way he feels behind me, and it makes me lose all sense of self-control. He could pull my dress over my hips, place his fingers inside my panties, and get me off without me batting an eye. This isn’t me. I know that when I get home, clear my head, and think about what I did tonight, I’ll likely be mortified. I’m the good daughter, the one my parents always count on to do the right thing. However, right now, I honestly couldn’t care less. All I care about is getting this guy somewhere private so I can let him have his way with me.
“Come with me,” I mutter, placing my hand in his, leading him away from the dance floor. I look back to see the sultry smirk on his face, and my stomach flips. This guy is beyond handsome. In the dim light of the club, I can see the days-old stubble shading his hard jawline that tics every time our eyes meet. His hair is dark, shorter on the sides with curly strands that fall slightly over his eyes. It makes me want to dig my fingers in and never let go.
His light grey eyes were the second thing I noticed about him—the first being the size of his arms. God, they look like they could carry me anywhere on a whim, and the dark blue t-shirt he wears doesn’t help as I watch his body move. He’s every fantasy I’ve ever had come to life. Think Zac Efron, but more refined. With his dark hair and light eyes, it makes me wonder why he’s at this club looking at me. But all of that leaves my head the second I find an open door and shove him in ahead of me. I can tell from the dim light filtering in from the hall that it’s a supply closet, with mops and paper towels all over the floor. But it will have to do for now.
“Sunshine, if you wanted my cock so bad, you could have just asked for it.” He winks, and I realize that I’m too turned on to even roll my eyes. Normally, a line like that would make me walk right back out the door, but when his smiling eyes meet mine, I can’t resist. I hook my arms around his neck and tug him closer.
“Stop. Talking,” I mutter, right before my lips crush against his. The second they do, everything changes. The annoyance I felt dissipates and turns into pure need for this man. His lips feel like heaven against mine, and I know I’ll want to feel them everywhere. His tongue demands entrance as my lips open for him, wanting all of him. His taste is intoxicating, a mixture of whiskey and something that is undeniably…him. He groans as he slides his hands around my hips, his fingers digging into the dips above my ass. He grips me as he brings his body flush against mine, revealing the unmistakable need he has for me.
“Fuck, sweetheart, you have no idea what that body of yours is doing to me.” He grunts as he pushes us against the closed door. My back hits the wood as his lips travel down from mine to the curve of my neck. I can’t help the sound that escapes when his tongue dips into the crevice of my collarbone and traces circles across my skin.
Damn, does this guy know how to make a woman squirm.
“I watched you shaking that fine ass all night and couldn’t stop thinking about what that tight body would feel like against mine.” I groan as his words wash over me. I’ve never been one for dirty talk—or talking at all during sex, really. But with this guy? I would let him read me a science textbook if it meant I could listen to his voice.
“I—I…” I stammer as his lips leave my skin and his hungry gaze meets mine. The predatory look he gives me sends shivers throughout my entire body.
“I know what you need, Sunshine,” he murmurs as he gets down on his knees, his eyes never leaving mine.
Fuck, if that is not the hottest sight to see.
“This pussy is desperate for me, isn’t it?” I nod, not having words. I know I want this. I know I brought him in here for a reason, but for a split second, I wonder if this is a good idea. Then his fingers trace the edge of my underwear, and I look down, wondering when he lifted my dress.
“So fucking wet for me…” he mutters as his fingers trace over the wet spot on my panties. I shudder against the door, my hips circling, needing more.
“Greedy girl. Tell me what you need.” I groan into the empty room. I can’t concentrate, I can’t even think as his finger lightly brushes my clit through the thin fabric.
“I need to hear it,” he commands.
“I need you to lick my pussy,” I whisper, never having said those words before in my life. Honestly, I’ve never felt as helpless as I do in this moment, and I love it. The loss of control, the desire coursing through me is everything I need and more.
“As you wish,” he murmurs, right before he sucks my clit through my panties. My back arches off the door, my hands finding their way into his hair, pulling him closer.
“Fuck…” I mutter as his chuckle rumbles against my sensitive skin. My fingers dig into his scalp and pull the dark strands, making him grunt. I smirk.
That’s what you get for teasing me.
His fingers find the edge of my panties and tug them to the side. If I thought his mouth was amazing before, it’s nothing compared to what that sinful tongue feels like sliding through my wet folds.
Damn, he’s talented.
He’s relentless with his torture as he flicks his tongue over my clit, sending my body over the edge. I don’t feel the orgasm coming. Suddenly, it barrels through me, and before I realize it, he’s in front of me, lips on mine again, hands frantically undoing his belt as his pants slip to the floor. I watch with rapt attention as he slides a condom onto his cock and hooks my legs around his waist, his fingers digging into my ass as he lines up with my entrance.
“You ready for this, sweetheart?” he asks, giving me that sinful smirk that sends heat directly to my core. I do nothing, just lean my forehead against his as he slowly pushes in, letting me accommodate to his size.
Damn, he’s big.
So much larger than any man I’ve ever been with. Not that there were many.
