WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT ______________________________ “One مزید shot.” “No, I can’t –“ “Fine. I guess آپ owe me a dance then.” آپ look and see Kai grinning at you, hand outstretched, ready to pull آپ to the dance floor. آپ roll your eyes at him before reaching for the shot glass and downing your fifth one for the night. “You really don’t want to dance with me, do you?” he تبصرے before taking his own shot. “It’s not you; it’s me.” “Okay. In my experience, when a girl says something like that, usually she’s trying to blow the guy off gently. If آپ want me to leave –“ “No, seriously. It’s me; I can’t dance.” “Of course آپ can. That’s just your excuse,” he answers. “Number six?” “I shouldn’t,” آپ reply as آپ drink the shot. “But clearly آپ are. Why come to a club if you’re not going to dance?” آپ point to a girl on the dance floor who was currently dancing wildly with a guy. Kai’s mouth forms a silent ‘Ah’ as he perfectly comprehends what آپ meant. “Got dragged here?” “Yup. DD.” “But…you’re here about to take your seventh shot. آپ realize that’s a whole contradiction in itself, right?” “Yeah, but I’m not going to pass up the opportunity for free drinks from a hot guy.” He smirks; “So, آپ think I’m hot. Is this the alcohol یا آپ talking?” Honestly, آپ aren’t even sure. آپ had been sitting سے طرف کی yourself at the bar when Kai came up to you. At first he asked آپ to dance but when آپ کہا no, he sat down and started buying آپ drinks. آپ refused them at first but whether it was out of boredom یا interest in him, آپ ultimately accepted them gladly. “A little bit of both,” آپ answer, downing the seventh shot. “But you’re still not drunk enough to say yes to me, right?” he chuckles. “Actually,” آپ smirk, “I am.” Whatever was in that last shot made آپ a little bit braver. Sure, your head hurt and the موسیقی wasn’t that great but آپ suddenly had an urge to feel Kai’s lean body grinding against yours. The alcohol definitely helped throw away your inhibitions because the اگلے thing آپ know, you’re grabbing Kai’s hand and leading him to floor. He’s shocked and slightly flustered سے طرف کی your impulsive behavior but once آپ put his hands on your waist and your پچھواڑے, گدا is against him, he lets his own inhibitions down and begins moving with the music. If آپ had known it was going to feel this good, then آپ would have agreed to dance with him much, much earlier. The dance floor is so crowded that your bodies are pressed close together. آپ can feel his chest rising and falling as آپ اقدام your hips. The موسیقی is loud and the باس, گھنگھور is vibrating every cell in your body but it’s nothing compared to the way he is making آپ feel. It was sexy, the way his breath came out in short pants, hot against your war. It was exhilarating, the way his hands roamed your body, touching all of the right places to turn آپ on. And it was satisfying, knowing that آپ weren’t the only one feeling this way, if his hard cock was any indication. آپ press your پچھواڑے, گدا against him and آپ smirk when he lets out a delicious moan. All آپ want right now is to hear him make that heavenly sound again…and again…so آپ continue to tease him, rolling your hips to the beat of the music. When آپ feel his grip tighten on your waist, آپ know you’ve tortured him enough. Frankly, آپ want exactly what he wants at this point so why delay any longer. آپ turn around to face him, looking up into his eyes now filed with lust and want. آپ lean آگے and breathe hot air over his lips before capturing them in a searing kiss. آپ لپیٹ, لفاف کریں your arms around his neck and pull him closer, if that was even possible. His tongue swipes the bottom of your lip for only a تقسیم, الگ کریں سیکنڈ before plunging in and entering your mouth. Your knees start to weaken as he continues to kiss آپ in a sinful way. He notices and pulls away but only to suggest the very idea I in your mind. “Let’s go,” he whispers. آپ can only nod as he takes your hand and leads آپ up the stairs to the سیکنڈ floor. He walks through a crowd, disregarding the angry cries of disruption, and heads down a corridor, walls covered in mirrors. He opens the door at the end of the hallway, revealing a private lounge. He pulls آپ through and lets go of your hand to shut and lock the door. “This is the VIP suit,” آپ say. “We’re not allowed –“ “You’re not allowed but the owner of this club is. And I guess since you’re my guest, it’s okay.” “You own this club?” “Yes but let’s not talk about my business ventures, shall we?” he says, walking up to آپ and cupping the wetness between your legs. “I think we both have مزید important things to deal with at the moment.” This time, he initiates things, kissing آپ passionately while leading آپ to the white couch. He’s about to push آپ down when آپ surprise him سے طرف کی quickly turning around. He ends up on his back, lying on his elbows as he watches آپ pull down your side zipper and strip out of your short mini dress, letting it fall to the floor. He hungrily licks his lips when his eyes take in your breasts. آپ smirk and start to climb over him, feline-like, your movements meant to turn him on even more. آپ settle over his body, letting your پچھواڑے, گدا push high up in the air as آپ lean down and start sucking his neck. His hands grab your پچھواڑے, گدا as he enjoys your treatment of his body. آپ feel his hands working to unclasp your bra so آپ decide to speed things up سے طرف کی doing it himself. آپ throw the flimsy material on the floor and return to kissing him. “God, you’re so hot,” he breathily says. “I’m just getting started.” آپ unbutton his شرٹ, قمیض and kiss every new patch of skin. When his شرٹ, قمیض is off, آپ work on removing his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to reveal his erect cock. آپ smirk as آپ kiss his abs, dipping your tongue into his bellybutton. آپ lick the trail of hair right under and follow it to your destination. When he realizes what you’re about to do, he lets out a moan and pushes his hips up to encourage you. Not wasting any مزید time, آپ take him in your mouth. His hands grip your hair tightly as آپ lick him again and again. آپ start to اقدام your head, taking him in as deep as آپ can. آپ hum deep in your throat, letting him know that you’re enjoying this as much as he is. He bucks his hips when the vibrations hit him and he moans from the pleasurable feeling of having your mouth on him. “I’m close,” he pants. He motions for آپ to let go but آپ keep on sucking him, wanting him to cum in your mouth. He’s about to protest but آپ don’t give him the time. All it takes is one مزید lick for him to come apart, literally. آپ نگلنا everything that he has to offer, your eyes steady on his face as the ecstasy washes over him. When he calms down, آپ pull off with an obscene pop and watch as he attempts to control his breathing. “Damn,” he pants. “I assumed آپ enjoy it?” آپ ask while pulling down your panties. “What do آپ think?” “I think…I’m not done yet.” آپ grab on to the base of his cock and stroke, wanting him to get hard again. As soon as he’s ready, آپ immediately position your entrance over the head and push down on him. آپ throw back your head as آپ feel him filling آپ up, the stretch a bit painful but just enough that آپ wanted to scream out in pleasure. When he was fully inside, آپ put your hand on his chest and used him as leverage. آپ didn’t hold back at all, riding him as fast as آپ could. آپ let out a moan as he starts to thrust up, doubling the pleasure that was coursing through your veins. His hands massage your breasts, his fingers tweaking your erect nipples. آپ bite your lips together when he hits your sweet spot and آپ angle yourself so that he hits that spot every…single…fucking…time. “K-Kai,” آپ stutter. “I’m close.” “Cum for me,” he whispers, leaning up to catch your lips. “I want to hear آپ scream.” He sits up and puts his hands on your waist, helping آپ bounce. You’re sure his hands are gripping hard enough that آپ were going to have bruises tomorrow but it didn’t matter. The delicious friction between your bodies triggers an explosion of pleasure as آپ orgasm. آپ scream his name like a whore, not caring whether یا not anyone besides him could hear you. آپ feel him cum again inside of آپ and it only makes the experience so much hotter knowing that he’s marked آپ twice. A sigh escapes your lips as آپ come down from your high. آپ collapse against his chest and listen to his heartbeat going just as fast as yours. “You know,” he says, stroking your hair. “I think you’re underestimating yourself.” “Huh?” He smirks; “You tell me آپ can’t dance yet we do anyways and آپ get me as hard as a rock. آپ didn’t say anything about your skills in the bedroom but judging سے طرف کی this performance, I’d say you’re a perfect ten.” “You’re not too bad yourself,” آپ smirk, leaning away from his body. “But I think I need مزید evidence before I can come to a conclusion.” “Oh, I’ll make آپ cum,” he winks, rolling over so that he’s now on top. “No doubt about that.”