First longer entry, and something I had a lot of fun writing. There's more in the works when I get around to it.
Feedback and critique are welcome, as are any additional comments.
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Chapter one
The beat of the club pounded in my ears. It drowned out everything else as it reverberated through my body. I was lost in a sea of bodies moving to the same pulse, letting myself moving against them and doing nothing but enjoying the moment. Until I saw her. Somehow the sea parted around her as she moved through the dance floor, it was mesmerising. She was looking from side to side, as if searching for something, until her eyes landed on me. If I had thought she was mesmerising before, it was nothing compared to being caught in her gaze. I was a deer caught in the headlight, frozen. It was as if the club disappeared, and it was only the two of us and my beating heart. I could swear.
My heartbeat was locked straight into my arousal, as each pulse sent a spike through my body, pooling between my legs. She kept me locked in that gaze as she moved towards me, it didn't matter as I had eyes for nothing else regardless.
There were no words as she swept in front of me, the club was loud, but none were needed. We became part of the sea once more, moving together seamlessly, flawlessly. She moved first, letting her hands roam across my body, teasing every inch they crossed. She smiled when she grabbed my ass, pulling me even closer as she grinded our bodies together. I was burning with desire, and really hoped the night wouldn't end with just dancing. Even if you could hardly call what we were doing dancing. She was slightly taller than me and had to bend down to press little kisses against the side of my neck. I must have moaned loud enough for it to be audible, but the sea kept moving uninterrupted.
The smirk that played on her face when she finished said she knew exactly what she was doing to me, and relished every moment of it. I didn't want this to end. Neither did she.
She turned away, grabbing hold of my wrist and dragged me willingly with her. I knew the club had special rooms for 'utility' usage, for a modest fee, of course, and wondered if that's where we were going. I hoped it was. I didn't want to let her out of my sight for a moment.
My dreams were fulfilled as we entered a small room, complete with a queen sized bed and not much else, besides a night stand. I didn't get much chance to further examine my surrounding as the door closed and I was pushed up against it, hard.
The kiss was neither soft nor slow, but filled with passion as she almost devoured me. I kept my hands tangled in her hair, enjoying her fieriness, and trying to match it.
She seemed more occupied with lifting my skirt and letting her hand roam up my legs. I groaned into her mouth as she rubbed her fingers on my pussy, wishing the cloth of my panties weren't in the way. She obliged that desire quickly by moving them aside, allowing her to tease me some more with feinting strokes, never quite entering. I wanted her to get the fuck on with the fucking, my body was more than enough revved up from the dancing and I practically humped her hand, begging her to take me.
A rumble of laughter filled her throat as she pushed two fingers into me, and she abandoned the kiss to once again snack on my neck. It felt better than it ever had before. It occurred to me she was holding me up, somehow, because my feet weren't touching the floor. It must have been because I was up against the door she was able to do it. Her breasts pressed against mine, rubbing the fabric across my hard nipples, just adding to the experience.
There would be time to take it slow later, for now I just wanted her to ravish me.
"You are on fire little girl," her voice was melodious and seemed to caress my skin. I could do nothing but moan in response, not even to refute the fact that I hadn't been a 'little girl' for a long time now, "your pussy is dripping with desire. Is that for me?"
I don't think she expected a response, and I gave her none, except moving my hips on her fingers, the little I could. She appreciated that.
Her mouth was right beside my ear and she continued to whisper.
"You wish to be fucked, do you not? To experience ecstasy by my hand," she gave a short burst of movement with her fingers, driving me insane with need, "or did you want my mouth?" She bit my ear teasingly before placing soft kisses just below it. I didn't care what she used, I just wanted to come. I had never been this aroused before, my body felt on fire, as if in overdrive because of this woman. If she would just up the tempo of her hand a bit, or touch my clit I would go off right now.
"Or perhaps you wanted both? An excellent choice."
I barely had time to think of how great that would be, when she hoisted me into the air, literally. Good thing the rooms had a somewhat high ceiling, or my head would have been hurting. She was hiding an incredible strength in that slim body. Shown again when she pulled roughly on my panties, tearing the cloth from my body. In the moment the action just aroused me further, her unbridled passion was exhilarating.
She settled my thighs around her shoulders and began to feast. My hands were still in her hair, both for me to hold on to, and to press her against me.
This was not a position I had tried before, and with anyone else it would have been awkward, but she was definitely making it work for me. Her fingers had ended their teasing long ago and was pumping into me. She had curled them at just the right angle to hit the most sensitive spot inside of me, and she was relentless. After a few tentative licks, to finalize her position, she went straight for my clit, licking, sucking, biting.
There was fire in my veins, it ran through my entire body, until it all seemed to pool between my legs. It was becoming unbearable, and I knew what was coming.
My body seized up for a second, then shuddered almost violently. I had been bent over, but threw my head back into the wall, as I called out in ecstasy. I could feel liquid heat spill out of my body as I came harder than I ever had before. She seemed to delight in it, but didn't let up her pace. I was almost weary after that orgasm, but she kept on, and instead of cresting a peak, it was like riding a wave. The next orgasm crashed into me unexpectedly, I didn't usually have multiple orgasm without much more preparation, but this woman knew just how to handle my body.
She was slowing her pace now, and I was looking forward to basking in the afterglow a little before we continued. It wasn't to be that way. Her other hand, which must have been helping holding me up before, I hadn't been paying much attention to it, drifted slowly over my backside. She teased the strip of skin between ass and pussy, circled the tight ring of my pucker, before moving back to my pussy. Having almost stopped her pace, she let that third finger into me, soaking it in the copious juices dripping out from me.
I had an idea what was coming, and while I wasn't averse to a little anal, I hadn't yet had a partner who was any good at it. My mind was so fogged with desire I didn't think much beyond what she was doing to me, like how she was holding me up, it wasn't important.
Her finger, now thoroughly wet, pressed demandingly against the rose of my ass, seeking entrance. It was an entirely different feeling than my pussy, and I gasped as she finally pushed through the tight muscle. She moved it back out and in a few times, getting my butt used to the insertion, before moving properly, and I settled back to enjoy the feeling.
I had been so distracted by her one finger I had missed the fact that she had completely stopped on the other side. She came back with a vengeance however, and quickly ramped up her pace in my pussy.
Somehow she was so fully in control of herself she was able to move the finger in my butt at a much more sedate speed, for which I would have thanked her, had I not been busy reaching my next orgasm. My body was already on edge, having only cooled down for a moment while she teased my ass, and she was about to coax another out of me. I clenched hard on the intruders, enjoying the increased friction, as I headed for another climax.
For a second I blacked out so hard I almost didn't realise I had come again, my legs were cramping and my body beyond weary. I was slowly being lowered and turned around as she laid me on the bed. My vision was a little distorted, but she looked like a hunter with prey in her sight. The feeling sent small tingles through me, I was most definitely caught.
"Thank you, that was delicious." She licked her lips meaningfully, and I shuddered again, thinking about her lapping up my juices.
I thought her body gave a quiet growl and I couldn't help but quip, "sounds like you're still hungry."
Her eyes glazed over, before settling into a hard look that cooled the blood in my veins.
"Positively ravenous."
The way she was looking at me was quite disconcerting, but I didn't get to do anything as she was on me before I had finished the thought. I had known she was strong, but the ease with which she held me down on the bed surprised me still. She was breathing hard as she leaned down to my neck once again. This time I could hear the audible sniff, like a connoisseur breathing in a fine wine.
"Such a delectable aroma dear, you are going to taste wonderful."
Well that didn't sound enticing, but I couldn't move my arms to dissuade her, and she was straddling my chest, preventing any movement there. I did have one thing left.
She reared backwards, more in surprise than in pain it seemed, as I headbutted her delicate nose. It gave me a certain amount of satisfaction, however ineffectual it actually seemed to be.
When her gaze caught me once again I froze. Gone were the eyes burning with arousal and the promise of sex, now I was nothing more than prey caught by a superior predator.
Her canines lengthened, and my eyes must have widened by the same amount in disbelief. I struggled furiously, but to no avail, there was no escape from her strength.