She stood alone at the far end of the nightclub. There were dozens of people on the dance floor, all immersed in themselves. She was surrounded by people yet she was totally alone. The atmosphere was smoky…smoking wasn’t allowed but there were smoke pots of dry ice everywhere to give that ethereal effect. And the music, drums pounding in a sensual rhythm...she was so frightened. Surely he couldn’t track her down here.
Her eyes ran desperately over the crowd, seeking the entrance at the far side. All these people…even if he came in here he could never find her. She began to breathe a little easier.
Then she saw him…and their eyes met across the room. A cold chill ran from her throat down to her belly.
“Inside…close quarters, night’s calling under blood red skies.”
He was tall, head if not shoulders taller than anyone else on the dance floor. And he was staring right at her.
"This madness, starts burning, a victim of a strange desire."
He began to move towards her. Obliquely, not getting in the way of the couples on the floor. She’d lose sight of him, then see him again, and always his eyes were on her, boring into hers.
"Mistaken, we follow, restless emotions take you down. Down, down, down. Round round round."
Her mouth was dry, and she was finding it hard to breathe.
"Unwilling, still hunger,"
Then, suddenly, she couldn’t see him any more.
Where had he…. And then he was there, right in front of her.
She stared up at him, like a rabbit hypnotized by a snake.
He stared down at her, not smiling, but his eyes were telling her he wanted her, bad.
"For lustful pleasures I have found
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time"
Then he smiled at her. She licked her lips, feeling a fluttering between her thighs. He turned and began to walk away from her slowly. She followed him onto the dance floor.
"Soft voices, seduce you
A butterfly in a spider's web"
Then somehow she was in front of him, and still walking, half hoping that he had walked away, that he had left her. Then she felt his hand rest lightly…so lightly, on her shoulder. She stopped, staring forward, waiting.
He came up to her, pressed his whole body against her back. He placed his other hand on her other shoulder, and then simultaneously, very, very slowly, brought them down, past her biceps, to her forearms, and then his hands closed over hers. He brought them up, crossing her arms in front of her, gripping her hands firmly but tenderly.
"Infectious, behavior
You're damned to do it all again (and again and again and again...)"
Then he started swaying with her, and she swayed with him. She could feel his breath stirring the tendrils of the hair at the nape of her neck, could feel his cock growing larger and harder and rubbing against her butt, as the music rolled seductively on…she pressed her butt into him…
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time"
Then, very slowly, he moved his head from one side of hers to the other. He reached out with one hand and grasped her other wrist, so that he was holding both of them in one hand. The other he brought down very slowly, pressing through her skirt against her belly, then down her inner thigh, then he picked up the material of her skirt and pulled it upwards
"Don't cry, darling
I'll be with you"
He reached inside her skirt and ran his hand over her inner thigh, then suddenly picked her up and twirled her around slowly. She reached up with one hand to run her fingers through his thick black hair.
"All night, darling
Deep within you"
Then, suddenly, he put her down and released her. She had been so relaxed, so comfortable in his strong arms that her legs suddenly collapsed like jelly and she sank to the floor. This brought her to her senses for a few seconds. She stood up, tried to walk away.
She only made it a few steps. Then she turned and saw that he had walked with her. He extended a hand. She reached out and took it. Their fingers interlaced. Their eyes were locked with each other. She licked her lips again, left her tongue protruding between her lips …
He pulled her close to him, with such strength, and bent down towards her, and they started swaying to the music again only this time it was his face…his lips…that were so close to her lips…
He took one of her hands, pressed it to his buttock and made her rub it up and down…he felt so solid…so sexy….
Then he released her hands and brought his own down to her buttocks, rubbing her, squeezing her, pressing her against him…meanwhile he smiled at her, breathing softly on her, as she gazed into his dark, liquid eyes.
She brought her own hands up and rested them around his neck. She wanted so badly for him to kiss her, she was burning for it.
Suddenly he took her, thrust her torso so that her head snapped, leaving her neck exposed. He bent down and gently kissed her neck, gently nibbled it.
Then he stopped, he backed up, not moving, just staring at her with desire.
He was waiting for her to make the next move? Well, she’d make it.
Her shirt had been buttoned up with just the top button loose, now she reached up, unbuttoned a few buttons and pulled her shirt apart to better reveal her décolletage, her mounds of soft breasts just waiting for him to possess them…
Then she came back to him, reached up to his face with her hands, caressing him…
He took her hands, and she began to kiss the hollow of his neck, moving down to his chest, moving down lower than that, staring at the bulge in his slacks that told her he wanted her so badly.….
He lifted her back up, grasped her hands, and they began to twirl around and around and around
Until suddenly they were naked on a bed, and he held her legs up and wide apart and was plowing into her in long, deep strokes, all the while gazing down at her and she up at him. Again and again and again, and again and again, until she began to cum and this time it lasted so long she could hardly stand it…she moaned and cried “Yes, yes, yes” and then he bent down and fastened his teeth on her neck, and it was a sweetness she’d never experienced before….
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