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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Sometimes you should just let your body do the talking....

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Sometimes you should just let your body do the talking....

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Submitted: May 20, 2015

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Submitted: May 20, 2015

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It is getting frustrating now. I feel exposed, on show and worse still, completely under his spell. 

That's where the shots came in. Sambuca, the devil juice that sends me one of two ways. Passed out flat on my face or underneath some stranger flat on my back. The latter is always preferable and tonight I was confident about achieving it. 

He continued to stare. Taunting me with those gorgeous eyes. Chocolate penny's with a caramel swirl. I know this because in my attempts to attract the Adonis I have made several, albeit obvious attempts at eye contact. He seemed to succumb as he gazed back and then it stopped. That's when I decided to inject some Dutch courage into the situation. Three shots later he was mine again.

Now it's almost like a standoff as he smirks sexily as he stares over. He looks the epitome of gorgeous. No if Jesus and gorgeous had a baby, this God would be it. The handsome features, dark skin and heart stopping smile captured me as soon as I laid eyes on him. 

Holy shit he's doing it again! Stop looking at me like that! I almost panted as he undressed me with his eyes. Never has a word been said between us, but we both know what we want. We've eye fucked the shit out of each other since he first walked into the club. Only that's all that's happened. 

It'd never get boring, but my pounding heart and the quivering between my legs is becoming too hard to ignore. I need sex, I need him and I need both right now. 

I smiled slightly just lifting the corners of my mouth enough to spark something inside him. I gently bite my lip as his knowing grin becomes wider. My god that smile though, Jesus! He licked his top lip then sending a wave of heat sweeping over me almost leaving me open mouthed. No way bud, I'm winning this little stand off. 

I swept my auburn locks to the side and used the length as an excuse to lightly trace my finger down my exposed cleavage. He was enamoured, mine for the taking and I was singing inside. Time to pull out the big guns. 

I gestured towards the dance floor by moving my head ever so slightly and walking away. I wiggled my hips knowing I had his full attention and that he would most certainly be following me. God bless my new leather skirt. A bargain, which is a rare find for me and my ticket to roping this guy in. 

I know I look good. It isn't lost on me and I refuse to feel ashamed of the fact that I know it. I'm not big headed, I have my hangups, but looks wise, I'm perfect in my own view. Who gives a fuck what the rest think? Well all except my God, who should be tailing me right now. 

I turned to see him about six feet back and threw him a flirty smile as I headed to the busy dance floor. I love this song, which is a good indication to how my night is about to go. The sexy beat could rope me this victory if I play it right. 

I make my way through the mass of people into the middle of the crowd. I like to be in the thick of it when I'm dancing. I like to lose myself with everyone around me. 

I started to sway then without turning to see if he was close. I wiggled my hips and moved my arms above my head to reveal every curve as it moved to the beat. My heart felt like it might actually hammer out of my chest as someone pulled me backwards by my hips. I knew it was him and the feel of his hands on me was almost electric. 

I moved my head to the side to see his face just inches away from mine. Jesus that smile, that unstoppable, heart clenching grin that has me sopping between my thighs already. I swayed steadily as he pressed my hips right up against his groin and matched my rhythm. I smirked feeling like a queen as his erection was evident already. I chalked another one up for my leather skirt, you beaut! 

I ran my hands down his arms and rested them on top of his hands as he breathed me in. My overpriced perfume is paying for itself already. The feel of his face buried into my neck makes the desire pulse through me and I ran my hand over the back of his neck almost cradling that gorgeous head. 

It was heated, electric and the wall of people around us were no more. The room was empty as far as we were concerned. He was mine and I am his to devour. 

He swung me around with one quick movement and gripped me back into place. He pressed my body up against his and we soon found our rhythm again. I licked my lips feeling desperate to kiss him, to taste my beautiful stranger. I added psychic to the list as he pounced almost instantly and pushed his tongue into my mouth in a hard kiss. I grabbed the back of his head greedily wanting to consume this man whole. God he tastes good and I could kiss him all night. I prepare for just that. Fuck breathing! That went out of the window as soon as his hands were on my arse. 

It amazed me that we were still grinding to the beat when my mind was a complete blank. Down South is doing the thinking for both of us right now and my throbbing lips are aching for him. Ever the mind reader his hand starts to wander. No, no he wouldn't was all I could think and a glimmer of a smile left both of us during our lip lock as he ran his hand craftily up my skirt. 

I almost exploded there and then as his fingers touched the wet satin of my thong. My clit twitched in it's own rhythm with my pulsing lips as his fingers ran over the soaking material. I was aching for him, so hungry for every bit of him and my dancing only amplified it as every sway to the beat was met with a harder stroke from his hand. 

He finally showed me mercy and slipped his fingers inside the material as he fingered my sloppy crease. A moan left my lips and I pulled away to see my beautiful tormentor smiling. Those chocolate penny's full of lust. I bit my lip as two of his fingers worked their way inside and I was gone. He used his thumb to strum my swollen clit as his magical digits pushed me closer to heaven. I closed my eyes and swayed to the beat as the pleasure built inside me. I knew he was watching me, studying my face and it was all the more erotic. I bit my lip as his pace quickened and I started to moan loudly in his ear. The smell of his cologne almost paralysed me as his heavenly torture made my legs weaken. I clung to the fabric of his shirt before licking his lobe causing him to groan with me. I want him, want his dick so bad I can almost taste it. 

I bit my lip harder tasting a hint of blood as my juices poured out of me upon reaching heavenly heights. Fuck this guy is good! He pulled his fingers out and held me close to him in a locked grip. I was still dazed, still away with the fairies after his earth moving treatment and I stared at his devilish grin. I was open mouthed and my heart damn near stopped as he started to suck his glistening fingers. My juices must be to his liking as he sucked hard. The throbbing down south let me know my next move. The game is still in play after all and without a word being said, I dragged him towards the ladies. We ignored every jibe, every drunken insult as we skipped the cue and pushed our way through to the next open cubicle. My hunger is far more important then the bladders of these bitches. 

I kissed him passionately wanting to taste what he did before I enjoyed that creamy seed. I ran my hands down his chest towards his straining erection and was about to free it when he pushed me up against the wall with the same devilish grin. Oh shit I know that smile and breathed deeply in baited anticipation. 

He groped my tits over the vest I was wearing and ran his tongue over the cleavage that I hooked him with before. I ran my hand over his shaved head and pulled him greedily towards me. My breathing quickened with excitement as he hitched up my skirt and got on his knees. I hooked my leg over his shoulder and cried out in sheer desperation as he ripped my thong off effortlessly. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he took a second to gaze up at me with a mischievous look in his beautiful eyes. The caramel swirls glowing with his own excitement. 

He picked up the other leg and pushed it over his shoulder taking me off my feet and causing me to grip the edge of the cubicle above me. The feel of his tongue was almost the end of me as it flicked over my clit expertly making my opening quake in anticipation. He sucked at it forcing me to grab his head with one hand as he licked up all of my wetness. It was exquisite, completely mind blowing and I couldn't hold in the loud moan that escaped. Who is this God, this stranger sent to kill me with this blissful agony? 

I gripped the wooden edge above me and started to buck against his face. I wanted to be all over him. I wanted him to breathe me in, smell me, taste me and most if all, I wanted him to still be able to do that long after we're done here. I pushed myself against his face as he met me hungrily. Licking and sucking mercilessly whilst gasping for stolen breaths when he could. The feel of his gorgeous features against my throbbing cunt were overpowering. 

My legs started to tremble and he squeezed the skin of my thighs to hold me in place as I squirted all over him. He licked up everything greedily leaving me breathless and a wreck. 

He was on his feet then and kissing me like it was his last few seconds on earth. I can taste myself and the sweet nectar is another plus in my box. Another thing to love about myself thanks to my beautiful stranger. 

He started to fumble with his buckle, his movements are quick and rushed making me sing inside. Within seconds he was free and rammed himself inside me. The wave of relief swept over both of us as we both stayed pinned against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clung to the wall edge as he did. I pushed against every thrust determined to see him melt and he did. He moaned looking even more mouthwatering and locking me in a trance at the sight. 

Every inch if him was delightful and I gripped the wall harder as he started to pound into me like a man possessed. The banging against the cubicle next door was loud but neither of us cared. Just as we never cared about the bouncer banging on the door outside. Fuck him! This is our time. 

I started to tighten around his huge cock and closed my eyes ready for the ultimate ecstasy. I clung to him then resting all of my weight on him and taking him deeper still. We both cried out at the sensation and within seconds he exploded inside me. I met him there making a cocktail of our pleasure as my own juices poured from me like rainfall. 

"Open this fucking door before I break it down!" A loud voice boomed in my ears making us both laugh. He dropped me on my feet breathlessly as we tidied ourselves up. The wicked grin is back and flooring me all over again. He opened the door with my hand clasped tightly in his. 

"All yours chief..." He chuckled as he winked at the very irate bouncer leaving the room in both shock and bursts of giggles. I followed him back out into the club practically walking on air. Just the sound of his voice ringing in my ears. That deep seductive tone and it occurred to me then that we still haven't spoken to each other leaving me chuckling to myself. Only he could evoke such behaviour from me. There are no words needed for my beautiful stranger. 


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