A Planned One

~Kai

The song shifted into something slower and dirtier, the bass vibrating low in my chest.

Rhea’s body was pressed against mine, her breasts brushing my chest with every sway. I kept one hand firm on her lower back, the other on her hip, fingers occasionally dipping just under the hem of that sinful black dress.

I caught Amanda’s eye across the VIP area and gave her a subtle nod.

She grinned, stood up, and grabbed a tray of chilled wine glasses from the table. As she walked over with that flirty sway in her hips, I timed it perfectly, or at least, I made it look perfect.

I accidentally bumped my elbow into the tray as Amanda passed behind Rhea.

The glasses tipped.

Red wine splashed straight across Rhea’s chest and down the front of her dress in a dramatic cascade.

“Shit!” Amanda gasped, eyes wide. “I’m so sorry!”

She immediately reached out with a napkin, trying to dab at the growing wet stain on Rhea’s breasts.

Rhea stepped back sharply, wine dripping down her cleavage and soaking the thin fabric even more.

The dress was now plastered to her skin, the black lace bra completely visible underneath, her nipples tight and obvious from the cold liquid.

“Don’t worry about it,” Rhea said tightly, voice clipped. She shot me a glare that promised violence later, then turned to Amanda with forced politeness. “I’ll handle it.”

Amanda backed off, looking confused. Rhea scanned the room once more, then looked at me.

“Do you know where the toilets are?” she asked, voice low.

I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her hand, fingers lacing through hers, and pulled her through the pulsing crowd toward the back hallway.

The moment we were away from the main floor, the music dulled to a heavy thump. I pushed open the door to the dimly lit corridor leading to the bathrooms.

Rhea tried to pull her hand free, but I held on tighter and kept walking until we reached the female restroom door.

Before she could step inside, I spun her around and backed her against the wall.

“How about,” I murmured, voice rough as I leaned in close, “I suck the wine off you instead?”

Rhea’s breath hitched. Her eyes flashed with a mix of anger and heat.

“Kai, this is the female bathroom and not…”

I didn’t let her finish.

I crashed my mouth against hers in a hungry, possessive kiss, tasting the faint sweetness of wine on her lips.

My hands slid down her sides, gripping her waist as I pressed my body flush against her, letting her feel how hard I already was.

Rhea made a frustrated sound against my mouth, half protest, half moan, but her hands fisted in my shirt instead of pushing me away.

The wine soaked fabric of her dress stuck between us, cool and wet against my chest.

I deepened the kiss, tongue sliding against hers, one hand moving up to cup her breast through the drenched dress, thumb brushing over her hardened nipple.

When I finally pulled back just enough to breathe, her lips were swollen and her eyes were dark with lust and irritation.

“You’re going to get us both killed one day,” she whispered breathlessly.

I smirked, thumb still circling her nipple slowly. “Worth it.”

I kissed her harder, swallowing the frustrated sound she made against my lips. My hand slid

down her body, palm pressing firmly between her thighs.

Even through the thin, wine soaked dress and her lace panties, I could feel how hot and wet she already was.

I rubbed her pussy slowly, deliberately, circling her clit with two fingers through the fabric. Rhea moaned into my mouth, a low, needy sound that went straight to my cock.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” I groaned against her lips. “All that boundaries talk and your pussy is dripping for me.”

She tried to glare, but it melted into another moan when I pressed harder, rubbing her in firm, teasing strokes.

My other hand found the zipper at the back of her dress. I pulled it down slowly, the sound loud in the quiet hallway.

Rhea hesitated for half a second, then gave in, shrugging her shoulders so the soaked fabric slid down her body and pooled at her feet.

She stood there in nothing but her black lace bra and matching panties, wine still glistening on her skin. I didn’t waste time.

I unhooked her bra and dragged it down her arms, freeing her full breasts. Her nipples were already tight and dark from the cold wine and arousal.

I bent my head and sucked one hard into my mouth, tongue flicking over the sensitive peak while my hand kneaded the other. Rhea gasped, her back arching into me.

“Kai…”

I kissed a wet trail down her stomach, dropping to my knees right there in the hallway outside the bathroom.

My fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties. I dragged them down slowly with my teeth, letting my lips brush her skin the whole way. When they reached her ankles, she kicked them aside.

She was completely bare now, pussy glistening and swollen.

I didn’t tease. I spread her thighs wider with my hands and buried my face between her legs, licking her slowly from entrance to clit before sucking her swollen nub into my mouth.

Rhea cried out, her hand flying to my head, fingers tangling tightly in my curly hair.

“Oh fuck, Kai!” she moaned, hips jerking against my face.

I ate her like I was starving, tongue fucking her deep, then sucking her clit hard while two fingers slid inside her, curling to hit that perfect spot.

The wet, obscene sounds of my mouth on her pussy mixed with her broken moans.

“Kai… shit… right there, don’t stop…” she gasped, her thighs trembling around my head.

Her grip on my hair tightened almost painfully as she rode my face, moaning my name over and over like a chant.

Her legs started shaking harder, her breathing turning into desperate little cries.

I could feel her getting close, her walls clenching around my fingers, her clit pulsing against my tongue.

I looked up at her without stopping, her head thrown back against the wall, lips parted, breasts heaving, completely lost in pleasure.

This was exactly where I wanted her.

I stood up, lips shiny with her arousal, breathing hard. Rhea was trembling against the wall, eyes half lidded, chest heaving.

Without a word, I reached over and turned on three of the sinks in the bathroom, letting the water rush loudly to mask the sounds she was about to make.

I shoved my pants and boxers down just enough to free my cock, already rock hard and throbbing. I stroked myself once, slowly, letting her see how worked up she had me.

“Face the wall,” I ordered, voice rough.

Her breath hitched. She hesitated for half a second, then turned around, pressing her palms flat against the tiled wall. Her ass pushed back toward me invitingly, back arched, legs slightly spread.

I stepped behind her, gripped her hips hard, and lined up my cock with her dripping entrance.

Then I slammed into her in one deep, brutal thrust. “Fuck… Kai!” she cried out, her fingers scrabbling against the wall.

I didn’t hold back. I fucked her like my life depended on it, hard, fast, deep strokes that made her whole body jolt forward with every thrust.

The sound of my hips slapping against her ass mixed with the running water, but her moans still spilled out loud and broken.

“Kai… oh my god… Kai!” she moaned, louder each time I drove into her.

The sound of my name on her lips only made me fuck her harder. I grabbed her breasts from behind, squeezing them roughly as I pounded into her, pinching her nipples between my fingers.

Her pussy clenched tight around me, wet and hot and perfect. Every thrust pushed her forward, her fingers scratching helplessly at the tiles as she tried to hold on.

“That’s it,” I growled against her ear, slamming into her again and again. “Moan my name louder, Rhea. Let everyone hear who’s fucking you this good.”

She cried out sharply as I hit that perfect spot inside her, her legs shaking violently.

“Kai, fuck… I’m gonna…!”

I kept one hand on her breast, the other sliding down to rub her clit in fast circles while I railed her mercilessly from behind.

Her orgasm hit her hard. She screamed my name, body convulsing, pussy pulsing and squeezing my cock so tightly I almost lost it right there.

But I didn’t stop. I fucked her straight through it, chasing my own release, hips snapping against her ass with raw, desperate force.

I wasn’t done with her yet.

Still buried deep inside her, I pulled out just long enough to spin her around to face me.

Her back hit the wall again, eyes wide and glassy with lust. Before she could say a word, I grabbed her left thigh, lifted it high against my hip, and slammed back into her in one brutal thrust.

“Fuck, Kai!” she screamed, her voice echoing off the bathroom tiles even with the running water.

I fucked her hard like this, deep, punishing strokes that made her whole body jolt. Her leg trembled in my grip as I held it up, opening her wider for me.

My free hand squeezed her breast, and I bent my head to suck her nipple hard into my mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive peak while my tongue flicked over it.

Rhea’s head fell back against the wall, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she moaned loudly.

“Kai… oh my god… Kai!” she cried out, her voice breaking with every hard thrust.

The angle was perfect. I could feel every inch of her tight, wet heat gripping me. I sucked her breast harder, then switched to the other one, biting down just enough to make her gasp and clench around my cock.

Her screams turned into desperate, broken moans. Her nails raked down my back as her second orgasm crashed over her, pussy pulsing violently around me.

That was all it took.

With a deep groan, I buried myself as deep as I could go and came hard inside her. Thick, hot spurts of cum filled her as I kept thrusting through it, riding out every wave of pleasure.

When the last pulse faded, I stayed buried inside her, cock still twitching. I leaned in and kissed her deeply, slow and possessive this time, tongues sliding together as we both tried to catch our breath.

Rhea’s leg was still hooked over my hip, her body trembling against mine. My cum was already starting to leak out around my cock, but I didn’t pull out. I just kept kissing her, soft and lazy now, one hand gently stroking her thigh.

She broke the kiss first, breathing hard, forehead resting against mine.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” she whispered, voice hoarse.

I smiled against her lips, still deep inside her.

“Worth every second.”