minute, but she started moving back, pumping against his thrusts, rotating her hips in time to his rhythm. He groaned again and she felt his fingers raking down her back, causing her spine to arch.
“God, yes, please, Liam. This is … everything. God, thank you,” she moaned. Even at a time like that, he managed to laugh.
“God, huh? Pretty close,” he whispered, biting on her bottom lip.
“Harder. Please, harder.”
He moved then, startling her again. She was suddenly on her back on the bench seat, the vinyl cool against her skin, and he was on top of her. She went to touch him when he grabbed her wrists, forcing them above her head and holding them there with one hand.
Then he complied with her request, thrusting against her so hard, she was pretty sure the booth was moving. She moaned low in her throat, biting her lips between her teeth to keep from shrieking.
“Don't hold back,” he breathed against her ear. “Tell me how good this feels.”
“So good,” she whispered back.
“You have no idea. You're so tight on my cock, goddamn. ”
“ Holy shit. ”
Go out with a man she'd just met, check. Have sex in a club, check. Experience dirty talk, definite check . She finally did cry out, unable to hold it in as a tremor ripped through her body, threatening to tear her apart.
“Fuck, yes, just like that, baby. Let it all go, Katya. Just let it go.”
She was feeling pretty brainless by then, but her body was paying rapt attention to his instructions. Her orgasm shocked her a little, with its appearance and its intensity. She trembled underneath him, letting out a long, low moan as it felt like her entire body turned into one big spasm. Just as she was coming down from it, his mouth locked onto a nipple, sucking hard and causing a fresh tremor to seize her.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” she tried to catch her breath. He chuckled and laid down on her, his full weight pressing her into the booth. “ Holy shit. We just had sex.”
“You just got fucked,” he corrected her, his voice muffled by her breasts.
“That … was … amazing, ” she moaned.
“ You were amazing. Talk about pent up. You went off like a bottle rocket,” he teased.
“You have no idea.”
“Thank god you insisted on going out tonight,” he laughed, and she felt his breath hot against her skin.
“Samesies,” she said. He shifted on top of her and she was suddenly very aware of the fact that he was still hard. And inside her. So very hard inside of her.
“If you only had any idea how good this feels,” he sighed, pumping in and out, almost excruciatingly slow.
“Says the guy who owns a sex club and goes to wild parties,” she laughed. “This can't be anything new to you.”
He stopped moving and lifted himself up so he could look her in the eye.
“There you go again. Can't you just take a compliment?” he asked, and he sounded genuinely annoyed. The grip he had on her wrists got tighter, crushing her arms together.
“I … I just figured you've done all this before, felt all this before,” she tried to explain. He dropped down again and she felt his lips against her ear.
“I have never felt anything like you, Katya. Can you feel how tight you are? How you milk my cock? Fucking amazing . Jesus, if I had known you'd feel like this, I wouldn't have waited so long to talk to you,” he growled.
“That's … flattering,” she managed to respond, feeling slightly breathless again.
“You fucking bet it is. The only thing I can imagine feeling better than this, would be fucking your ass .”
Whoa now. Having sex in a club with a virtual stranger was one thing, but anal!? Sure, she'd always been a little curious – who wasn't? Who didn't want to be the cool chick who took anal like a champ? But she'd never even so much as discussed it with any of her previous boyfriends. She certainly wasn't about to do it with a stranger! She'd simply tell him that would have to wait for a much, much, much later date.
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