James swears it was all in the heat of the moment. He catches a pair of inquisitive eyes in the noisy and pulsing crowd, he was amazed he could see her. Right there. She was standing in the middle of the dance floor as if they were in their own private bubble.
He doesn't remember what happened after that. Did they talk? Did they even flirt? Did he manage to land a few pickup lines he learned from his older brother? Did they close the distance between each other? Even then, how did they even do that?
Did they even tell their names before their lips crashed?
Did they?
He doesn't remember the tiny details but he remembered how light she was as he lifted her up so they could deepen their kiss. Her sweet mouth tasted of bourbon and though it made his head spin, he loves how receptive she was. He loved the way she was arching her hips, grinding his torso, and the pretty moan that was muffled due to their kisses.
"Kiss me harder," she groaned, grabby hands squeezing his ass as she wrapped her legs tighter around his torso. "Make me cry tonight, baby."
James loves hearing that statement, he swears it made him go crazy and he obliged her request. With their lips and tongues preoccupied, he held her by her thighs and made his way towards the bed. They were hot and eager to fuck, with sloppy kisses and frustrated groans as they fought to pull their shirts off.
She looked pretty just lying there on the bed, and James had to take a moment to revel in her flawless beauty - illuminated by the white cast of the moonlight. She smirked as if she knew, and hooked a hand behind his neck, tongue licking her lips in anticipation as she captured his lips again, teeth biting his bottom lip.
"You know I don't think I told you my name," James said in-between deepening their kiss to nipping against her lip ring and biting her neck which earned him a yelp of surprise. "You can call me, daddy."
A breathless laugh left her lips as James sucked on her neck, earning a playful smack to the back as she tried to reign in her laughter and a moan at James's attempt in making a joke in the middle of foreplay. It was hard to keep herself together when James was attacking her soft spot.
"You're good," she laughed as she smoothed her hands down his broad back, feeling the muscles bunched up in places.
"I'll make you feel good tonight, baby," James offered as he released her neck with a loud pop and climbed on top, rocking his hips slightly. She could feel his growing mound. She wished to open his jeans and see what lay beneath. She watched as the man threw his head back with a pretty moan. "What should I call you?"
"Why?"
"So I know what name to scream to while I'm cumming in you."
She bit back a cry as James rutted his hips, a smirk spreading across his lips as she burned bright with embarrassment. It seemed that his flirting attempts were working. The redness spread down her ears, neck, and shoulders. She glows prettily too, James thought as he held her thin waist.
"You ... you can call me, Natalie," she panted. "But call me baby, tonight."
"Cheeky," James cooed as he pulled Natalie's pants off as well as her panties, running curious hands down her pale legs and marveling at how pretty they looked against his slightly tanned and tattooed hand. "You're so pretty, baby. So so beautiful. This is all for me. They're mine for tonight."
She giggled and blushed brightly at his words and James flipped them around, now with him on the bed and a flippant Natalie straddling him. "I want you to fuck my face, baby," he said as he went to grab her waist, pulling her upwards. "Come up here. I want to taste you first."
Natalie felt a thrill going down her spine as she inched forwards, passing his waist, up to his slim torso, and hesitated slightly when she hovered above his neck. James's hands guided her, his fingers grabbing her hips. Natalie nibbled her lip ring in worry and awkwardness as she looked down.
"What if something happens, daddy?" she asked timidly, unsure if it was safe but she wanted to try it out. This fuck might be one of the hottest fuck she's going to experience.
James was so hot when he offered her a reassuring smile, showing off pearly white teeth. "I'll lift you up if something happens," he replied gently as he squeezed her ass. "Don't worry about what's going to happen to me, I want you to enjoy yourself tonight."
Natalie nodded as she lifted her hips and slowly lowered herself where James captured her whole with his mouth. Her body shivered with delight and she let out a sigh of bliss, her eyes falling shut as she allowed herself to feel pleasure without reservation. James made himself comfortable, hooked his arms over Natalie's narrow hips, and squeezed her ass.
James could feel Natalie relaxing, her thighs going slack so he was able to reach her lips easier. He let his tongue drag across - from one end to the other, listening to her quivers, her sighs, and her moans attentively. He let himself explore - taking his sweet time as his tongue licked, prodded, and swirled against the sensitive flesh.
"Your tongue feels so good," she sighed. She rocked her hips, gasping as his tongue flicked against her clit, and moaned as she ground her hips - letting James taste everything. She wanted him to remember her scent, how she smelt and how delicious she tastes. She's been taking care of herself, you see.
"You're doing good, daddy," she whispered. "Let your tongue go a little to the left there, yes yes yes that's a good spot, that's good."
Listening to her instructions made him feel intrigued, James realizes. He gripped her waist as he started to focus; wanting to hear the lewdest sounds from her. He focused on her pleasure; every breath, every shiver, and every sound she made were tailored to his every movement and James let her take over.
Spurred by the alcohol and adrenaline flowing in her veins, Natalie adjusted her legs and raised her torso to get a better angle as she rested her hands on her daddy's chest. James helped prop herself up and a lewd moan rippled out of her lips as she began to rut and roll her hips.
"Oh God, Daddy," she whined.
James met her every thrust, ensuring to thrust his tongue in - matching her every movement and he watched in fascination. She looked so beautiful above him. He hummed and moaned as Natalie shifted her position again, this time hunched forward as she quickened her pace - thrusting into his mouth at a brutal pace.
"Yes yes yes yes yes yes," she groaned and shivered. "This is fucking - oh God ~"
By now obviously, Natalie was purely moving through pleasure, she doesn't care what happens after this. She doesn't care how she looked, how she sounded like. All she wanted was to chase the high she was feeling at the moment, a white-hot burning sensation was filling up her navel and she wanted to release. She feels grabby hands on her ass, squeezing and slapping them hard but she doesn't feel them at all.
She loved it even more.
"Daddy," she moaned. The white-hot pressure is begging to be released. It felt so good, Natalie was about to combust. "Daddy! Daddy!"
She hears a muffled reply.
"Daddy, I wanna cum."
Before she could comprehend, even before she could let out a cry, she was thrown onto her back and a broad-shouldered man loomed over her with an evil glint in his eye. "I'm gonna take you tonight," he warned. She couldn't let out a squeak when her legs were thrown open, the white-hot pressure against her navel. "And you're gonna take all of me."
Natalie gasps when she sees the length and girth of his delicious dick. Oh my, she thought. His dick was drool-worthy. "Do you like it?" he asked. His voice has gotten deeper, and he was holding onto his shaft with his hand - showing off the veins and structure. Her eyes were caught staring at it for a good few seconds.
"Yes, I do," she whispered.
"Good," he said. "Because it's yours tonight."
Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled her down to him, his hands gripping her thighs as he angled his dick to her. The feeling of his dick pressing into her, entering her, and filling her up whole was equivalent to dropping into bed after a long day at work, pouring yourself a cup of your favorite drink, and taking a bite of that heavenly sinful chocolate bar you've been eyeing for weeks.
It's everything and nothing at the same time. It's like taking that few steps toward your lover who has their arms wide open to receive you. It's stepping towards the beautiful moon that's sparkling moonlight against the still lake. It was a complicated feeling, akin to life is complete and safe.
She lets out a soft groan, closing her eyes as she sank onto the bed - holding onto her breasts as if she was trying to keep this memory in her mind. James watched her like a hawk, he could feel her twitching - her soft insides were clenching and unclenching - it was enough to drive him over the edge.
Time to drive her crazy.
He wanted to see how she gets if she doesn't get what she wants. He wanted to see how her eyes flutter. He wanted to see how she sounds as she begs him. He wanted to hear how her voice changes as she begs, he wanted to see everything - how her hands grab the sheets as she arches her back.
"You're such a good girl," he crooned as he pulled out, watching her mewl and thrusting back in hard - every single movement was made with a watchful eye. "I knew you can take all of me."
Natalie could feel his dick - buried deep in her and she could feel it envelop her whole. She felt so full, so sated and she wanted more. "I want more, daddy," she said. She watched as his eyes turned darker with lust. "Please? I want more."
James felt his dick twitch at her request. What a wild thing to say. He grins as he reached over to cup her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing her nipples with his thumbs and index fingers. She squirmed underneath his grip, and he started moving his hips a little - both movements in a synced rhythm.
"Make me go crazy," she said. "Make me scream for you, daddy."
Did she read my mind?
He grins as he obliged her request. His heart was thumping a mile a minute. He grabbed her legs - soft skin and flexible as he pushed them up so her feet were by her ears. "Hold your legs open for me, darling," he said and she obliged, her hands grabbing the back of her thighs.
She whimpered - mumbled incoherently and James started to move. Natalie liked how his dick moved in and out of her - how her hole accepted his girth so easily and she marveled over how beautiful his dick looked against her pubic hair. A stark contrast and she watched on as his thumb started rubbing her clit - earning a mewl and a groan.
"Does it feel good, baby?" he asked.
"Yes daddy, it does."
Good.
Good.
As he moves, he tries to find her spot. The one spot and angle that will drive her crazy. He was determined to find it and as she started getting incoherent, he knew he was getting closer to that one good spot. She was guiding him too, and he knew he hit it when she lets out the lewdest sound he had ever heard.
