Part 7: Touch me

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His smiled turned into a grin. “What exactly do you want me to do?” “Touch me.” “I am touching you.” He was teasing but his d**k understood my meaning. He jumped at my words. “No. I want you to touch me inside of there.” “Inside of…” and without a warning, his fingers were lightly rubbing against my c**t. “Is that what you wanted?” My eyes grew wide and a fire burst inside of me from the impact of his touch. We were still on the dance floor and people were all around, but no one was noticing us. “Mmmm. Yes.” I managed to whisper back. My breathing was getting ragged and it was hard to talk. “There. Right there.” His fingers sped up and he listened to me whimper. I could feel his d**k growing behind this thin piece of fabric that was covering my ass. That thing felt huge. His fingers felt so damn good, it made me wonder how good it’d feel to have him in me. I wanted more. I wanted so. much. more. I could feel my body heating up. I knew I was close. The pressure was building inside of me. He must have sensed that I was close because he abruptly stopped right when I was about to c*m. I looked up at him, irritated. “Why’d you stop? It felt so good.” He smirked and removed his fingers away from my most sensitive spot. He continued to make eye contact with me as he put those fingers into his mouth and licked them clean. Holy s**t! I let out a moan before I could catch myself. If I wasn’t wet before, I’m definitely wet now. I know that a puddle has formed down there. “Come with me.” He gently grabbed my hand as we were walking out of the room. “Where are we going?” I didn’t want to sound alarmed but I kind of was. My nerves were getting the best of me and I was trying to take deep breaths so I could calm them. He pulled me close and looked in my eyes. The next thing I knew, his lips met mine. The kiss was intense but sensual. I opened my lips and darted out my tongue to get him to let me in…and he did! We were in the hallway making out like lovesick teenagers and it felt so good. He broke the kiss and led me into another room. When he opened the door, I was in shock. It was a room that looked like a hotel bedroom. But that can’t be! We are in a club! Right? Are we still in the club? He laughed at the expression on my face. “Don’t be alarmed. This club has rooms up here that are decorated differently depending on what you want for that night.” “What does that mean, exactly?” He scratched the back of head and grimaced at the question. “Well, up here, people get to play out their fantasies.” Wait, what? This is a s*x dungeon! “You mean that people come here, up here, to have s*x with random people?” “They could. But most don’t. They come here with their lovers, their husbands and wives. We don’t question it, we just let them do whatever their heart desires.” His answer only made me have more questions. But the one at the top of the list was… “Did you bring me up to fulfill a fantasy of yours?” He just stared at me. He raised his hand up to his face and he took off his mask. My God, He was gorgeous! He looked like he belonged in a magazine, GQ, for instance. And then it hit me. I recognized him. The two men that came downstairs while we were at the bar…he was one of them. He didn’t seem to care about the many women that were ogling him downstairs… but he wants me? He walked closer to me and held my hand with one hand and took my mask off with the other. “Hazel, I don’t normal partake in the things that go on here, but you caught my eye. I saw you down there talking to Autumn and something about you drew me in.” “But why me? There are plenty of beautiful women down there for you to choose from. Why me?” “Why not you?” He pulled me into another one of his amazing kisses and I lost my train of thought. His hands were roaming my body and my hands were running through his hair. I don’t know how we managed to make it to the bed that was sitting in the middle of the room, but we did. He broke the kiss only to lay me on the bed and to take off his shirt. JESUS! What magazine did he step out of? His abs have abs. This is so unfair. The “V” to his valley below was arched so perfectly it made me think I was dreaming all of this up. He couldn’t possibly be real.   
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