Strobe lights flash and flare as the two find their spot on the dance floor. Their hearts find rhythm with the deep, thumping base of the music. He places his hands delicately on her hips; she loops hers around the back of his neck. They move together to the beat, foreheads pressed together, staring into each other's eyes. A cascade of fog drops from the ceiling and envelops them, and suddenly they are alone, two teens in a passionate and sweat-filled dance, nothing there but each other and the pulsing music.
He finds difficulty in differentiating the thump of the music from the beating of his own heart. Part of him hesitates, but just as quickly the passion pushes him to draw her closer to him and bring his lips to hers. She reacts with surprise, but only for a moment, and soon their tongues are dancing as well, struggling for dominance in their mouths. They break apart and stare into each other's eyes, an unspoken agreement passing between them.
They dance for hours, their bodies held tightly together, grinding their hips and panting. He runs his fingers up and down her lower back along her spine, and she squirms with pleasure. He turns his head and kisses his way down her neck as she gasps and grabs him tighter.
Soon he's at her lower neck, and she feels him bite playfully. A rush of ecstasy shoots through her. Her fingers tense on his back. He bites again, this time harder. Now a mixture of pain and pleasure assails her, and she cries out, her fingernails digging into his back. Her hand flies to the back of his hand and pulls him back by the hair, and she quickly embraces him with a lustful kiss, her tongue shooting to the back of his mouth before he even realizes it. He relaxes and kisses her back.
All too soon, the rave is over. As the last song ends, the two still remain clutching each other, dripping sweat and panting with slight fatigue...and anticipation. They walk out together, arms looped around each other, two people in the crowd with two hearts beating frantically as one.
He begins leading her towards the large glass exit doors. "Where are we going?" she asks innocently. "It's a surprise," he replies slyly.
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The door to his hotel room swings open wide as the two enter the room, entangled in another passionate kiss. He carelessly kicks the door closed as they pass, and the two dance and kiss their way over to the bed. They fall onto it, his body pressing down on hers. He migrates back to her neck again, and she gasps as he kisses and bites at the sensitive spot.
"Oh....gods..."she pants breathlessly, "you...are...incredible."
"I know," he states with a grin as he pulls his head away from her neck. She smiles half-heartedly, too distracted by the lust pumping through her veins, enticing her and making her soak her underwear. He moves off of her and lies just to the side of her.
His hand has wandered slowly down, over her flat stomach, and is resting gently on her groin. He drags one finger slowly over the jeans, just in the right place. She gasps and bucks her hips up involuntarily. He smirked at her.
"Oh...did you like that?" he asked deviously. She merely nodded, her eyes closed, feeling her juices flowing freely inches away from his waiting fingers.
"Please..." she murmured.
His grin grows. "Since you asked so nicely..."
He slips his hand under her belt, maneuvering down beneath her underwear. They are warm and slick across the top of his hand.
"Someone is excited," he teases. His fingers find her lips and he drags one along the opening. A gasping moan escapes her and she claws at the sheets on either side of her. He repeats, going slightly farther inside. The third time his finger trails along her clit, and she bucks wildly and moans.
He smiles, meeting her eyes. She looks pleadingly at him, her face flush with desire. He brings his fingers back to her clit, still watching her face, and pinches it gently between his thumb and forefinger. She throws her head back and screams, shaking as the waves of pleasure assail her body and mind. He gently massages her clit between his fingers, her shaking and panting and moaning growing with each second. He slips his ring finger into her soaked pussy and she thrashes even more.
"Oh...gods...fuck...me..." she pants, her cries becoming louder as she grew closer to her climax.
"Do you want to cum, baby?" He asks slyly.
"Mmmhmmm..." she murmurs.
"Tell me you want to cum," he commands, pushing his ring finger deeper into her soaking cunt. She gasps again, thrashing under his touch.
"I want to cum...so bad..." she pants, "make...make me cum...please..."
"That's a good girl," he says, and pinches her clit between his fingernails. She's overwhelmed by the pain and pleasure coursing through her, and she climaxes, crying out his name and bucking up against his hand. Wave after wave of the orgasm assails her as she writhes on the bed, desperately clutching at the sheets.
After a moment, she comes back down, and lifts her head to look up him. He removes his hand from her pants and brings it up. His finger glistens in the light, covered in her juices. He licks it, savoring the sweet taste. She shivers with pleasure at the sight.
He leans down and kisses her again, his tongue exploring her mouth. His hands are pushing her shirt up, and they break from the kiss long enough to drag it over her head. His hands pause briefly over her supple breasts before they sneak behind her back and quickly unhook her bra. He pulls it off of her, flinging it aside.
He breaks the kiss and moves down her chest. He hovers over her left breast, then leans down and kisses the nipple gently. Her back arches in response, and she lets out a wordless sigh. He moves over and kisses her right nipple, then sucks it gently into his mouth. She moans loudly, and he circles around her nipple with his tongue. His hand is mimicking his efforts on the left nipple, much to her pleasure.
"Oh...fuck..." she gasps. He bites her ever so slightly, and she cries out in ecstasy.
"Fuck...." She whispers, her hands moving to his hair. She runs her fingers frantically through as he licks, bites, and pinches her nipples, building her towards yet another climax.
He stops suddenly, releasing both her nipples. She starts to whimper, but quickly stops as he removes her belt and unbuckles her pants. He slides her jeans down, and effortlessly tugs them off her legs. Her panties, once white, were soaked into translucency, and her dripping pussy lay exposed beneath the garment. He smiles devilishly and leans in, removing the wet garment with his teeth. She shudders with anticipation.
Her panties now discarded on the floor below him, he returns to her pussy and draws his tongue along it, from the bottom up, and she writhes with pleasure. A second lick brushes against her clit, and she gasps, her hands flying back into his hair as he slowly toys with her clit. His fingers find their way back into her dripping cunt, and she writhes and chants his name as he licks and thrusts into her in time together.
"Oh god...fuck me...fuck me...I w-want...you..." she pants, her fingers lacing frenziedly through his hair again.
"Well now, do you?" he asks, ceasing to lick her. His fingers are still buried inside of her.
