And just like that, I came, my pleasure bursting forth, running over like a river flooding its bank.
I stiffened in his arms and moaned softly in his ear, shaking gently against him as he steered me on the dance floor.
I could feel his erection pressing against my belly; his need for me as evident as mine was for him.
I was panting, my lace underwear now soaking wet.
The buzzing stopped, but I kept trembling in his arms, aftershocks of my orgasm still ripping through me.
I looked around, hoping no one would notice my flushed face, or my shaking limbs.
Had anyone seen?
“You’re so beautiful when you c*m,” Mr. Grant said, his voice low and heated. “You are so responsive… so obedient.”
I sighed at his words, my heart pounding in my chest. “I… I wanted to please you.”
His hand ti
