She seemed to be enjoying the attention from her friends. Oh, poor girl! She had no idea that the effects of alcohol would kick in after a few minutes. Just as I had predicted, she began to feel dizzy, clutching her head in her hands.
"What's wrong, Mia?" Joanna asked her.
"My head is spinning. I can't handle it. Everything feels like it's spinning around me," Mia said, shaking her head.
"It's okay, babe. You'll be fine. Let's dance. Come on," Sheena said, tugging Mia's hand and pulling her towards the dance floor. Joanna sat with me, asking me something, but my attention was fixated on Mia. The way she moved her hips seductively to the music drove me crazy. I wanted her to dance on my lap, swaying her perfect hips. Shaking my head, I couldn't bear to sit there and watch her tantalizing body amidst the crowd.
I followed closely behind her and, gripping her hips, pulled her towards me. She continued to dance sensually, swaying and grinding her hips against me, driving me wild. I let out a groan, craving more. Placing my hand on her left cheek, I turned her face towards the right, positioning her at an angle that allowed me to reach over her shoulder and kiss her lips. I pressed my lips against hers, giving her a passionate smooch. She moaned into my mouth, and I teased the seam of her lips with my tongue, coaxing them to part for me.
I gently held her bottom lip between my teeth, giving it a slight bite. She gasped, and I seized the opportunity to explore her mouth with my tongue. She tasted like a mix of tequila and chocolate, a delightful combination. I savored every corner of her mouth, leaving no part untasted. She turned in my arms to face me, wrapping her hands around my neck and pulling me closer. I pressed her soft body against mine and felt my excitement grow. She mirrored my movements, and together we moved in sync.Fuck.
At that moment, my self-control shattered completely. I had to have her right then and there. I grabbed her wrist and led her upstairs to the room I always had reserved in this club.
As soon as we entered the room, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Her kisses matched my passion. It felt as if an irresistible force was drawing me towards her. She was so captivating and addictive; I couldn't get enough. I longed to taste her, to possess her, to make her mine. Unable to hold back any longer, I removed my jacket and loosened my tie, letting it hang loosely around my neck. She watched me with hooded eyes, licking her pink lips seductively.
I gently lifted the edge of her dress, pulling it upwards and removing it from her body. Carefully, I placed it aside. Guiding her towards the bed, I pushed her down softly and positioned myself above her. Her black silk panties caught my attention, so I reached over and gradually slid them down her legs, exposing her bare, intimate area. She had beautifully shaped curves in all the right places. Placing my hands on either side of her head, I found myself captivated by her deep blue eyes. It was impossible for me to look away from her face.
Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer and pressing her lips against mine. Our passionate kiss felt as if we were savoring the last drop of water in a desert. I was overjoyed to discover that she desired me as much as I desired her. I kissed her with all the intensity within me, rendering her breathless and yearning for air.
Reluctantly, I moved my lips away from hers and proceeded to plant wet kisses along her cheeks and jawline, trailing down her neck. As I reached behind her ear, I gently sucked on the soft skin, eliciting a pleasurable moan from her as I nibbled on her sensitive spot.
In my arms, she became a writhing bundle of desire. I couldn't help but be amused when she began fiddling with the buckle of my belt.
She sighed in frustration as she struggled to open it.
I couldn't help but chuckle at her impatience. She looked incredibly attractive when she desired me, even though she didn't realize it.
I assisted her in removing my belt, then unbuttoned my pants and pulled down the zipper. I slid my pants and boxers down my legs, completely discarding them to the side. Meanwhile, she continued hastily fumbling with the buttons on my shirt, accidentally tearing some of them off. I rolled my eyes, wondering what I would wear in the morning.
Now we both were naked and there was nothing parting us.
Growing increasingly impatient, I couldn't resist any longer. I leaned in and gently kissed her full round breast, drawing her nipple into my mouth.
She arched her back and pressed my face closer to her round breast. The way her body responded to my touch turned me on even more.
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