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hard. I could feel the length of his manhood throbbing against my thigh. He shoved the bottom of my dress up and tore off my panties like they were made of tissue paper. I inhaled sharply.
    Pushing me against the wall, he ran his hands over my breasts, testing them with rugged determination. He slipped his hands down to my hips, cupping my ass and pulling me into him with such strength I was lifted off the ground for a moment. Once he put me down, he returned his hands to my hips and then slowly moved to my sex. He ran a finger over the length of it.
    “Samantha, you are so wet. Are you wet for me?” he whispered.
    He knew the answer, but I indulged him anyway.
    “Yes,” I murmured into his ear, inhaling deeply as I took in the heady scent of soap and aftershave. My answer surprised even myself, but I was too turned-on to care.
    “That’s right, baby. I want you, too. I want to be inside you.”
    I angled my hips so his fingers slid along my sex.
    “Fuck, Samantha,” he groaned softly into my ear. My knees went weak. “Do you know how sexy you are?” He slipped his hands back over my hips to my bare ass, caressing it, pulling me into him. Hot, sexual energy ripped through me, and suddenly I had to have him inside me.
    I pulled on his belt and released the clasp on his trousers. Panting, I tugged down the zipper, and his full length was freed. I reached out to grab his thickness and gently stroked it back and forth, adding a little bit of spit to make it slick.
    “Samantha.”
    Hearing him say my name was unbelievably arousing. He started to rub my clit, gently at first, and then as I pushed against him for more friction, he responded, giving me exactly what I needed. I tried to be quiet, but let out a little groan of pleasure. Just as I reached the edge of orgasm, he pushed up one of my legs and slid two of his fingers into me, as if to prepare me out for what was to come. With his fingers inside, his palm massaging my clit, I was again brought to the brink of orgasm. And then in one quick movement he removed his fingers and slid me onto him. The fullness surprised me; it’d been a long time. It felt good, no ... more than good—it felt amazing. I wrapped my leg around him for balance and leaned against the wall for support. He started slowly, building, circling his hips. It was pitch black, but I could feel him staring at me.
    He leaned into me and inhaled. “God you smell so good.” He panted.
    “Oh God,” I moaned. I was so turned on. How did he know exactly to touch me?
    We were both on the edge of orgasm and moving in a perfect rhythm, our hips crashing in time with each other. And then we were there. My nails carved into his back, and he gripped my ass, pulling it closer and shoving himself even deeper into me. We both exploded into each other. Everything else faded away, even the darkness. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t, knowing there were probably party guests just ten feet away. I splintered into a million directions and fell back against the wall. David was there, lingering over me. We stayed there for a moment, paralyzed by pleasure.
    “Damn Samantha,” he whispered while catching his breath.
    I was, of course, thrilled with the feedback, but a simple, “Uh huh,” was all I could manage.
    I heard his zipper and figured he was all cleaned up. “Oh shit,” I whispered. “My panties.”
    “Sorry about that, I got carried away.”
    I could tell that he was smirking through the darkness.
    “I have them, but I’m afraid they won’t be of much use to you.” His words were apologetic, but his tone wasn’t—it was almost as though he was egging me on. I pushed the hem of my dress back down, hoping that would do the job.
    All of a sudden the door was thrown open. Shit! It was a member of the wait staff. He stood there, frozen.
    “Oh hi,” I stammered “We were just checking out the goods in here. We’ll be leaving now.” I flushed. David grabbed me by the small of my back and directed