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The music was hot, playing techno mixes of the top 40. He was playfully twirling me around and swaying side to side with me while holding my hips. His hands felt so good on them. He gave me a look, sensing how my body was responding to his touch. Then the song changed to one of my current favorites.
“Oh my God, Daxton, I love this song!”
He laughed as I threw my hands up in the air and rocked my head side to side. I was enjoying myself. He loved that. He was enjoying watching me. He stopped me for a second and pulled me to him.
“I love it when you lose yourself like that.”
I smiled at him. He let go of me as I continued to rock out. I mouthed the words to the song as I turned around and did a little booty shake. He swiftly turned me back around to him and he leaned into my ear.
“Watch yourself, Alyssia, you have no idea what you’re capable of doing to me.”
He smiled and I smiled back as I pulled away and continued dancing to the music. When the song changed to a more mellow one, he brought me in close to him again as we continued to dance. I felt his hand slide down my back and I closed my eyes briefly taking in the sensation. Then, I caught myself and opened them as we continued to dance.
“Oh, Alyssia, you can let yourself feel the music. Why can’t you let yourself feel me?”
“Because it’s too dangerous.”
“Dangerous?”
“Yes. I’ll just leave it at that.”
“Well, baby, you should be scared.”
That got my attention. I stopped dancing.
“Why?”
He pulled me in again.
“Because falling in love is terrifying.”
I scoffed.
“Falling in love? Are you kidding me?”
He kissed me briefly and whispered my ear.
“No, I’m not. It’s you who is kidding yourself.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Alyssia, it’s hard to watch you resist what you know is good for you.”
I scowled. He laughed at my face.
“Keep dancing, baby.”
I started to move to the music again and his hands were on my hips. His eyes stayed on mine as his hand managed to go down inside my skirt, under my panties and my lips parted as his finger grazed clit. He smiled.
“Daxton, not here,” I yelled over the music.
He leaned into my ear.
“No one’s looking.”
His finger continued to tease the flesh next to my clit and he slowly dragged his finger up and down over my clit. I leaned against him.
“Fuck, Daxton, that’s too good.”
He continued his slow dance of rubbing my flesh for a minute and then slowly running it up and down over the length of my clit. I could feel myself getting soaked and, surely, his hand must be wet. I couldn’t take it.
“Daxton...(gasp!)...if you keep that up I’m going to cum on the dance floor.”
“And deprive me of the sound of you cumming in my ear? We can’t have that.”
He quickly took his hand out of my skirt, took my hand and led me out of the club to the car. He opened my car door and reclined my seat.
“Daxton?”
“I’m not finished with you yet, baby.”
I layed down on the reclined seat as he went to sit on his side of the car. His hand quickly found my pussy again and he continued to stroke my clit.
“AH!...OH GOD DAXTON!...”
“That’s it, baby, I want to hear you scream as you cum on my fingers.”
His fingers moved faster and I started gasping.
“(Gasp!)...(Gasp!)...Ugh!...fuck!...”
My head rolled back and I bucked my hips up to meet his rhythm.
“That’s it, it baby. Take in how it feels to be finger fucked by my hand.”
I stopped bucking my hips.
“Feel? Daxton, I don’t feel, I lust.”
“Feel is not a four letter word, Alyssia. I’m determined to make you realize that.”
“But my feelings have failed me before.”
He leaned in close.
“I know. Feelings are risky...but they are the truth. If you deny them, you deny yourself what you want.”
“I get what I want, Daxton.”
“No...you get what you think you want. You make your decisions with your brain...not your heart.”
“I don’t do feelings.”
“Oh really. Then how come-”
His finger pressed up against my flesh and then two fingers gently slid slowly down the length of my clit.
“FUCK!...AAHHH!...God, that’s good.”
“Then how come you’re wet as hell and when you looked at me in the club, you couldn’t seem to take your eyes off me?”
There was a pause.
“Because you’re hot?”
He rolled his eyes.
“You and I have a lot of work to do, but for now, I need to cum inside you badly.”
He guided me into the back seat, quickly ripped off his pants, took off my shirt and skirt and then plunged into me hard.
“I need you so badly right now, Alyssia, you have no idea.”
We were naked in his backseat, him between my legs as he pumped into me furiously. My legs wrapped around his waist and my hands clung to his back.
“AHH! Daxton...fuck me...”
“Yes Alyssia!...I love it when you say that.”
“Fuu-uu—-uuu—-UUUCKKK MMM—(GASP!)—MMM-AHHHH!—-MEEEE-AAAAAH!—UGH-UGH!-UGH!—-AAAHH!—FUCK!—FUCK—-SO CLOSE!——FUCK!—-FUCK—OH MY GOD!...”
“Come for me, Alyssia...ugh...ugh!...come for me hard.”
Then, my pussy walls tightened around his cock and my orgasm exploded. I screamed his name out and he started to cum too as he pumped into me a few more times.
“Damn, baby...damn.”
I smiled as we laid there, catching our breath.
