Because my muse came back for a moment.....
For obssessed_gabby because she sparked a little something tonight in our conversation.
Enjoy....and Gabs, cut me some slack because it's been how many months since I've wrote porn? Cross posted in the Chamber as well.
The club was dark and loud. It’d been the first time that you’d been inside this club and you had to admit that so far, you weren’t impressed. It looked like just about every other club that you’d been to so you weren’t so sure why your girls insisted that this club would be so much better than the rest.
You looked around, the hot, smoky air crawling across your skin and making you feel dirty before you’d even walked all the way through the place. The lights above the DJ booth were flickering so fast that it looked like people were moving in slow motion. The dance floor was packed full of slithering and grinding bodies and you’d never felt more out of place than you did at this moment.
It wasn’t until you looked up as one of your girlfriends’ hands came back to pull you through a small opening between bodies that you noticed the dark stairway that led upwards into what you hoped was a cleaner VIP lounge because you had already decided that if this filth is what people partied in here, you weren’t going to stay but five minutes.
The door at the top of the stairs opened and the big, tattooed man shot the three of you a very dirty look as he barked at your group, “Name?”
Elley looked startled for a moment before turning her shoulder slightly and speaking so lowly to the bouncer that even you, who was standing behind her, couldn’t hear what she said. The guard looked down at his clipboard and flipped through a few pages of what you assumed were names before pulling the pencil from behind his ear and marking off a name.
He stepped aside and Elley smiled back at you as she pulled you into the lounge and you sighed when you noticed a much cleaner atmosphere. The bar extended from one end of the wall to the other and there were small tables that surrounded a rather large dance floor.
Elley moved through a crowd that was gathered along the dance floor and moved up a couple of steps to the second layer of tables and into the far dark corner. When you had observed the room before you hadn’t even noticed a second section of tables behind the first. You were slightly surprised to see the last three tables in the corner marked reserved with a large name tag that Elley quickly swiped off the table and wadded up, throwing somewhere over the balcony and into the dark corner on the ground below.
You shot her an odd look, eyebrows raised as you asked the question you knew she’d be expecting, “What was that about?”
Elley shrugged and flopped down on the soft velvety surface of the booth and slid toward the wall as she gave you a slow grin and shrugged her shoulders, “What was what about?”
You waved your hands in the air toward the corner that she’d thrown the name tag, “That.”
She shrugged again and smiled widely as a round of your favorite drinks arrived, “Nothing.”
Your mouth was hanging open now as you observed the drinks. You looked up at Shellie, who scooped up her glass and took a long drink, “Okay something’s up here, are you bitches going to tell me what?” You stood beside the table, resisting the urge to sit down and placed your hands on your hips, tapping your open toed shoes on the carpeted floor impatiently.
Elley shrugged as she grabbed her glass and drained it in three quick drinks, “The only thing that’s up is that we’re sitting here in this lovely VIP lounge, in a dark secluded corner because we know you hate crowds, with an order of our favorite drinks. That’s all.”
You raise a brow that lets them know that you don’t believe a word of that bullshit and roll your eyes as Shellie grins while she grabs for your drink and holds it up to you, “So drink up because we’re hitting the dance floor next.”
You took the glass and lifted it to your lips and let the burn of the alcohol drain down your throat and roll into your stomach before finally sitting down at the end of the booth and observing the dance floor from your spot. You watched as the bodies on the floor seemed to move as one, a tangle of limbs dancing rhythmatically together.
Your eyes shot back to the waitress as she sat down yet another round of drinks, but this time instead of asking questions you simply plucked your glass from her tray and grabbed the straw from your empty glass and dipped it into the orange liquid of your new drink and took a long drink from it before looking back the other two, “So are we going to sit here all night or dance?”
Both girls smiled as you stood up and grabbed both their hands and pulled them in a rushed hurry onto the dance floor as the song switched over to a beat that had your feet moving automatically. The three of you danced for what felt like hours but in reality was only a brief couple of songs before you stumbled toward the bar for another drink and a quick breather.
The hand on your hip surprised you enough that you flinched and stood still rigidly. You turned around, fully anticipating telling this sleaze to get his hands off you, when you met his blue, blue eyes. Your eyes were wide and your mouth dropped open as he stood in front of you with a grin on his face as he waited for you to speak.
You tried a couple of times, but the words died on your lips before they even formed in sound and you stood in the middle of the dance floor shocked out of your mind. He tilted his head, his brows raised as his body launched forward by some nameless body that was wildly dancing behind him. His hands landed on your hips as he unintentionally entered your personal space.
He made no effort to move once this close to you, only leaned a little closer so that his mouth was close to your ear, “You going to say something, Gabby?”
He pulled back to look at you as you looked around, your eyes narrowing as you saw Shellie and Elley dancing off toward the middle of the floor, watching you with amusement and undying interest in a surprise that you assume they already knew about and helped set up.
Your eyes moved back to his as his body started to move to the beat of the song, the hands on your hips urging you to follow his lead. You do, of course, but the look of utter shock still tugs at the lines in your face, and it’s long moments before you can even bring yourself to speak, “What are you doing here?” you question against his ear.
You can feel the smile form on the skin of your neck as he lifts his head to your ear and answers, “Wanted to surprise you.”
You nod your head and squeeze his shoulders, “And you did just that.”
He leans forwards and places a small kiss just below your ear, “I know.”
You’re quiet for a few moments, just enjoying the fact that JC is the one holding you against him, urging your hips to rub against his. It had been weeks since you’ve seen him because he’d been off in the studio concentrating on his next effort at a solo album, thus, leaving you to fend for yourself for a while.
You’d ended up here in Miami after your two girls dragged you away, saying that you moped long enough and you needed to get out and loosen up. You’d agreed only because they showed up at your condo with a plane ticket with your name on it, packed your bags and nearly drug you to the plane. And here you are now, in the middle of a Miami club, with JC dancing against you and you’re suddenly very grateful for the friends you have.
JC works his hips harder against yours as the beat to the song switches over to a faster one and you have no choice but to counter his movements. He grunts in approval when you pull from his grasp and turn around so that your back is against his front and you move your ass into his crotch with a sudden urge to turn him on right here on this dance floor. You’re only slightly shocked to feel his erection stiffen against you after a short minute.
His hands are on your hips, his fingertips pushing up the soft fabric of your shirt until they find the smooth, damp skin of your hips. You hiss in mixed pleasure and pain as his fingers sear into the sensitized skin of your hips and pull you back harder against him as he rubs himself against you.
You can feel his breath on your nearly bare shoulder, the pants of pleasure against your moist skin causing your body to heat up to extreme levels. You tilt your head away from him to let the muscles in your neck pull to their maximum limit and you can feel the heat of his eyes watching, knowing that you’re taunting him, wanting his mouth on your skin. And after a moment of hesitation, his lips descend down onto your neck, the sharp but subtle scrape of teeth let you know that he likes this game you’re playing.
You lift a hand up to the back of his neck, pulling his head down further, urging him for more. He obliges and it’s only a second before you feel the soft, smooth glide of his tongue pushing against your pulse point. You couldn’t hide the shiver that spread down your spine.
JC’s head lifted upwards as he slowly slid your bodies through the crowd and into the dark corner beside the bar. He pulled away from you for a moment, only long enough to turn you around and push you up against the wall before you felt the pressure of his body against yours just before you felt his mouth bit at your lips.
Your mouth opened easily to take him in, your tongue sneaking out to lure his in as you kissed for the first time in what felt like years. You let out groan of pleasure as the taste of him flooded back into you memory. Your hands drop down his arms and onto his waist as you bunch the material of his white t-shirt in your fist as you pull his body closer, spreading your legs so that one of his slides between yours.
For a moment, you’re just lost in the taste and pressure of his mouth and his body against yours that you completely forget about where you are and what you’re doing. In a moment of hesitation, you pull away, breathless, and look up at him, “Not here.”
He nodded and let his mouth drop back down to your neck as he bent his legs and pushed the knee between your legs further between them until it hit the hard surface of the wall behind you and then he straightened slightly and smirked as the gasp echoed around the dark cavern you were in. His thigh pushed up against the inside of your skirt and pushed pressure against your clit. He straightened his leg a little more until you had to stand on the tips of your toes as he bounced his leg against your core, “Yes here. No one can see, I made sure of it when you walked in. I was in this corner and Elley looked to see if she could see me. She couldn’t.”
Your head slammed back against the wall as you fought the urge to push back against his thigh. You lifted the palm of your hand to your mouth, biting down to keep from screaming as he applied more pressure and bounced his leg quicker.
Your body was slowly coming undone as the solid presence of his thigh pushed against you and your hips slowly rotated for more friction. His hands lifted from your waist up to your shoulders, rubbing over your neck. One hand moved back down your torso to sneak under the fabric of your shirt and then back up to cup a breast, thumbing the already hard nipple he found there.
Your eyes slid half closed and you met his eyes for the first time since he started his assault in the dark corner. You couldn’t do anything but mumble his name.
He leaned closer, his mouth following the patterns that his hand was making on your neck and then licking a long, wet line up over your collarbone to your ear and bit down harshly before whispering in a voice that was dripping with desire, “I’m gonna fuck you here, Gabby. Right here. Up against this wall. And nothing you do or say will make me stop. Understand?”
Your eyes fall closed as you nod, knowing that arguing will only end in him having his way anyway.
He laughs softly and kisses the burning spot that he bit just moments before, “Good.”
Your hands unfist from the material of his shirt and push themselves under it, desperate for the feel of his skin against your fingertips. Your fingers move to the center of his abdomen and rub against the sparse covering of hair before sliding slowly upwards until you feel the slightly hard peaks of his nipples. His breath hitches as you brush your thumbs over them simultaneously and you open your eyes to watch his face as your thumbs and forefingers roll the nipples between them. His head falls to your shoulder and you watch as the flush creeps up his neck and over his cheeks causing small beads of sweat to break to the surface of his face.
He pushed his body all the way against yours, trapping your hands between your bodies as his mouth returns to your ear, “How wet are you, Gabby? Huh? Wet enough for me to slide easily in and fuck you against this wall?”
You groan loudly in his ear, your hips jerking against his thigh and your body arching harder against his at his words.
He continues on his trail of talk, “Tell me, Gabs, you want it now? Hard, fast and nasty up against his wall in this club?”
You nod your head. You’re not sure if he was expecting an answer but you nod anyway even as you try to pry your hands from between your bodies.
He bites down on your jaw, “Good.” He moved away from your body just enough for your hands to drop free. They quickly dropped down to the button his jeans and pulled quickly and dropped the zipper down before reaching with one hand into his jeans and fisting his cock in your hand and stroking at an agonizing slow rhythm.
He grunted into your shoulder, his hips twitching against your hips and your hand as he struggled to keep the pressure of his thigh against your clit, “Shit, Gabby. Been so long.”
You swallow as your feel the muscles in your legs begin to tremble with strain. Your foot relaxes and presses your body down harder against his thigh and your fist tightens around him as pleasure hits you with an unseeable force. JC bites your collar and struggles to get back in control as he removes his leg from between yours. You whimper in protest as your body becomes dizzy with arousal.
He moves both his hands down your body, over the tops of your thighs and pushes the tight, short material of your jean skirt upwards until it’s bunched at your waist and his hands drop down to the bottom of your ass and lift you upwards until your ankles lock around the back of his waist. Your hands move up around his neck, pulling at the short curls that rest there until you can take his mouth again. This time your tongues meet in a frenzied kiss, desperate for the closeness but preoccupied with the need for something more.
You feel him wiggle his hips and you pull away and look down to see him trying to push his jeans down low enough to free himself. You reach down with one hand and push one side down while he pushes the other and he sighs in relief when he’s free. You move your hand between your bodies and grip his base just as his hand moves between yours, a finger hooking in your thong and moving it aside to allow you to align him with your heated core.
Your mouths meet and swallow the moans of ecstacy as your walls pull him into your body. His hips push hard against yours as his hands knead the swell of your buttocks.
His mouth pulls away from yours and drops to your neck as he whispers, “Fast and hard, Gabby, because it’s been too long.”
You hear the strain in his voice and know that he’s not lying and you only have moment to adjust before his hips are moving in long, hard thrusts against yours. You feel the harsh wall behind you pushing against your spine and you tighten your legs more against his waist and angle your hips differently just as he pushes back into your body. Your body goes rigid as he hits that spot that only he knows about and he grunts as he feels you lock up around him.
His hips move harder and faster and you can feel the warm knot in your stomach slowly come loose and spread its contents through your body. Your body fights to hold on a little bit longer as his hands pull your hips to a new angle and he pushes into and withdraws from your body with a drive that has your toes curling.
You can hear the soft slap of his balls against your ass and you feel the slight wet sting from the force as they slap against you, but it only adds to the sensations that ride through your body as his grunts fill your ears, louder than any bass you’ve heard all night in the club. For a moment, you’re scared that someone will hear him since he’s making no effort to quiet himself, but when you feel the harsh pressure of his thumb against your clit, all thoughts leave your mind as your body jerks against him.
His mouth sucks on the skin below your ear, his teeth gently scraping as his voice urges you forward, “Come on, Gabby. Cum, baby. I wanna feel you cum for me, cum with me, please.”
The need in his last word was enough to bring your orgasm to the forefront as your legs squeeze his bony hips with a force that has him hissing against your ear while the rest of your body locks up in a tight twine of muscles as the wave of euphoria shatters through you with such a force that you’re almost sure that you’ve pulled every muscle in your body.
Your walls contract around him and squeeze him with a force on each of his inward thrusts that it’s only a second or so behind you that his orgasm takes over his body. His mouth searches for you in the brief moment between your orgasm and his. Your tongue reaches out for his as you swallow every last moan and whimper that erupts from his now rigid body.
You both hold onto each other tightly while your bodies slowly come down from the high ride it had just been on. Your body is weak as you slump against him, relying on his strength to hold you together as the last waves roar through your body.
It’s long minutes before the shaking in his body subsides and he’s with it enough to pull his head from your neck and smile down at you before his lips meet yours in a slow kiss. When he pulls away, you murmur a low, “mmmm.” and let your head drop to his shoulder as your breathing slowly evens out.
You can feel his body shake with exertion and slowly unlock your legs from his waist and allow him to withdraw himself very slowly from within your walls and set you down on your unsteady legs. Your hands swat his away as they try to tuck himself back into jeans, and he smiles gratefully down at you as your hands very cautiously tuck him back inside his jeans and button the button for him. His hands move to push the skirt around your waist down and then he smacks the side of your hip, near your ass playfully as he wiggles his eyebrows at you, “That was fun, and well needed.”
You grin and stand on your toes to kiss his mouth quickly and thread your fingers together, “Yes it was.”
He smiles and leans down to kiss you once more before checking himself and you and pulling you from the dark corner and back through the crowd and up to the tables that had been reserved for you. You feel the blush creep up to your cheeks as Shellie and Elley smile knowingly back at you before asking, “Have fun?”
You reach for the drink that was sitting at the edge of the table and take a long pull from it before nodding a greeting at Lance, whom was sitting beside Shellie, “When’d you get here?”
He smiled and nodded toward JC, “Same time he did.”
You nod and flop down beside Elley before pulling back a little and looking around, “Where’s J?”
Elley smirked devilishly and looked over at JC, whom had a smile just as devious as Elley’s, “He’s not here yet.”
Your eyes narrow as you look back and forth between the two of them, “I don’t believe you.”
JC grinned and leaned over to kiss Elley’s cheek and then bent over the table to kiss Shellie’s before sitting down next to you, “So I think it’s time that Gabby and I call it a night.”
Elley sighed and downed the rest of her drink before pushing at your hip and nodding for you to get out, “Let’s go.”
Your eyebrows furrow as you study her and then look at JC again before looking back, “He said Gabby and I, not you.”
Elley shrugged, “He’s my ride home, so that means me too.”
JC grinned and moved out of the booth, waving at Lance and Shellie before reaching back for you and waiting for both, you and Elley, to say your goodbyes. He leaned down toward you, “Think you can handle any more tonight?”
Enjoy....and Gabs, cut me some slack because it's been how many months since I've wrote porn? Cross posted in the Chamber as well.
The club was dark and loud. It’d been the first time that you’d been inside this club and you had to admit that so far, you weren’t impressed. It looked like just about every other club that you’d been to so you weren’t so sure why your girls insisted that this club would be so much better than the rest.
You looked around, the hot, smoky air crawling across your skin and making you feel dirty before you’d even walked all the way through the place. The lights above the DJ booth were flickering so fast that it looked like people were moving in slow motion. The dance floor was packed full of slithering and grinding bodies and you’d never felt more out of place than you did at this moment.
It wasn’t until you looked up as one of your girlfriends’ hands came back to pull you through a small opening between bodies that you noticed the dark stairway that led upwards into what you hoped was a cleaner VIP lounge because you had already decided that if this filth is what people partied in here, you weren’t going to stay but five minutes.
The door at the top of the stairs opened and the big, tattooed man shot the three of you a very dirty look as he barked at your group, “Name?”
Elley looked startled for a moment before turning her shoulder slightly and speaking so lowly to the bouncer that even you, who was standing behind her, couldn’t hear what she said. The guard looked down at his clipboard and flipped through a few pages of what you assumed were names before pulling the pencil from behind his ear and marking off a name.
He stepped aside and Elley smiled back at you as she pulled you into the lounge and you sighed when you noticed a much cleaner atmosphere. The bar extended from one end of the wall to the other and there were small tables that surrounded a rather large dance floor.
Elley moved through a crowd that was gathered along the dance floor and moved up a couple of steps to the second layer of tables and into the far dark corner. When you had observed the room before you hadn’t even noticed a second section of tables behind the first. You were slightly surprised to see the last three tables in the corner marked reserved with a large name tag that Elley quickly swiped off the table and wadded up, throwing somewhere over the balcony and into the dark corner on the ground below.
You shot her an odd look, eyebrows raised as you asked the question you knew she’d be expecting, “What was that about?”
Elley shrugged and flopped down on the soft velvety surface of the booth and slid toward the wall as she gave you a slow grin and shrugged her shoulders, “What was what about?”
You waved your hands in the air toward the corner that she’d thrown the name tag, “That.”
She shrugged again and smiled widely as a round of your favorite drinks arrived, “Nothing.”
Your mouth was hanging open now as you observed the drinks. You looked up at Shellie, who scooped up her glass and took a long drink, “Okay something’s up here, are you bitches going to tell me what?” You stood beside the table, resisting the urge to sit down and placed your hands on your hips, tapping your open toed shoes on the carpeted floor impatiently.
Elley shrugged as she grabbed her glass and drained it in three quick drinks, “The only thing that’s up is that we’re sitting here in this lovely VIP lounge, in a dark secluded corner because we know you hate crowds, with an order of our favorite drinks. That’s all.”
You raise a brow that lets them know that you don’t believe a word of that bullshit and roll your eyes as Shellie grins while she grabs for your drink and holds it up to you, “So drink up because we’re hitting the dance floor next.”
You took the glass and lifted it to your lips and let the burn of the alcohol drain down your throat and roll into your stomach before finally sitting down at the end of the booth and observing the dance floor from your spot. You watched as the bodies on the floor seemed to move as one, a tangle of limbs dancing rhythmatically together.
Your eyes shot back to the waitress as she sat down yet another round of drinks, but this time instead of asking questions you simply plucked your glass from her tray and grabbed the straw from your empty glass and dipped it into the orange liquid of your new drink and took a long drink from it before looking back the other two, “So are we going to sit here all night or dance?”
Both girls smiled as you stood up and grabbed both their hands and pulled them in a rushed hurry onto the dance floor as the song switched over to a beat that had your feet moving automatically. The three of you danced for what felt like hours but in reality was only a brief couple of songs before you stumbled toward the bar for another drink and a quick breather.
The hand on your hip surprised you enough that you flinched and stood still rigidly. You turned around, fully anticipating telling this sleaze to get his hands off you, when you met his blue, blue eyes. Your eyes were wide and your mouth dropped open as he stood in front of you with a grin on his face as he waited for you to speak.
You tried a couple of times, but the words died on your lips before they even formed in sound and you stood in the middle of the dance floor shocked out of your mind. He tilted his head, his brows raised as his body launched forward by some nameless body that was wildly dancing behind him. His hands landed on your hips as he unintentionally entered your personal space.
He made no effort to move once this close to you, only leaned a little closer so that his mouth was close to your ear, “You going to say something, Gabby?”
He pulled back to look at you as you looked around, your eyes narrowing as you saw Shellie and Elley dancing off toward the middle of the floor, watching you with amusement and undying interest in a surprise that you assume they already knew about and helped set up.
Your eyes moved back to his as his body started to move to the beat of the song, the hands on your hips urging you to follow his lead. You do, of course, but the look of utter shock still tugs at the lines in your face, and it’s long moments before you can even bring yourself to speak, “What are you doing here?” you question against his ear.
You can feel the smile form on the skin of your neck as he lifts his head to your ear and answers, “Wanted to surprise you.”
You nod your head and squeeze his shoulders, “And you did just that.”
He leans forwards and places a small kiss just below your ear, “I know.”
You’re quiet for a few moments, just enjoying the fact that JC is the one holding you against him, urging your hips to rub against his. It had been weeks since you’ve seen him because he’d been off in the studio concentrating on his next effort at a solo album, thus, leaving you to fend for yourself for a while.
You’d ended up here in Miami after your two girls dragged you away, saying that you moped long enough and you needed to get out and loosen up. You’d agreed only because they showed up at your condo with a plane ticket with your name on it, packed your bags and nearly drug you to the plane. And here you are now, in the middle of a Miami club, with JC dancing against you and you’re suddenly very grateful for the friends you have.
JC works his hips harder against yours as the beat to the song switches over to a faster one and you have no choice but to counter his movements. He grunts in approval when you pull from his grasp and turn around so that your back is against his front and you move your ass into his crotch with a sudden urge to turn him on right here on this dance floor. You’re only slightly shocked to feel his erection stiffen against you after a short minute.
His hands are on your hips, his fingertips pushing up the soft fabric of your shirt until they find the smooth, damp skin of your hips. You hiss in mixed pleasure and pain as his fingers sear into the sensitized skin of your hips and pull you back harder against him as he rubs himself against you.
You can feel his breath on your nearly bare shoulder, the pants of pleasure against your moist skin causing your body to heat up to extreme levels. You tilt your head away from him to let the muscles in your neck pull to their maximum limit and you can feel the heat of his eyes watching, knowing that you’re taunting him, wanting his mouth on your skin. And after a moment of hesitation, his lips descend down onto your neck, the sharp but subtle scrape of teeth let you know that he likes this game you’re playing.
You lift a hand up to the back of his neck, pulling his head down further, urging him for more. He obliges and it’s only a second before you feel the soft, smooth glide of his tongue pushing against your pulse point. You couldn’t hide the shiver that spread down your spine.
JC’s head lifted upwards as he slowly slid your bodies through the crowd and into the dark corner beside the bar. He pulled away from you for a moment, only long enough to turn you around and push you up against the wall before you felt the pressure of his body against yours just before you felt his mouth bit at your lips.
Your mouth opened easily to take him in, your tongue sneaking out to lure his in as you kissed for the first time in what felt like years. You let out groan of pleasure as the taste of him flooded back into you memory. Your hands drop down his arms and onto his waist as you bunch the material of his white t-shirt in your fist as you pull his body closer, spreading your legs so that one of his slides between yours.
For a moment, you’re just lost in the taste and pressure of his mouth and his body against yours that you completely forget about where you are and what you’re doing. In a moment of hesitation, you pull away, breathless, and look up at him, “Not here.”
He nodded and let his mouth drop back down to your neck as he bent his legs and pushed the knee between your legs further between them until it hit the hard surface of the wall behind you and then he straightened slightly and smirked as the gasp echoed around the dark cavern you were in. His thigh pushed up against the inside of your skirt and pushed pressure against your clit. He straightened his leg a little more until you had to stand on the tips of your toes as he bounced his leg against your core, “Yes here. No one can see, I made sure of it when you walked in. I was in this corner and Elley looked to see if she could see me. She couldn’t.”
Your head slammed back against the wall as you fought the urge to push back against his thigh. You lifted the palm of your hand to your mouth, biting down to keep from screaming as he applied more pressure and bounced his leg quicker.
Your body was slowly coming undone as the solid presence of his thigh pushed against you and your hips slowly rotated for more friction. His hands lifted from your waist up to your shoulders, rubbing over your neck. One hand moved back down your torso to sneak under the fabric of your shirt and then back up to cup a breast, thumbing the already hard nipple he found there.
Your eyes slid half closed and you met his eyes for the first time since he started his assault in the dark corner. You couldn’t do anything but mumble his name.
He leaned closer, his mouth following the patterns that his hand was making on your neck and then licking a long, wet line up over your collarbone to your ear and bit down harshly before whispering in a voice that was dripping with desire, “I’m gonna fuck you here, Gabby. Right here. Up against this wall. And nothing you do or say will make me stop. Understand?”
Your eyes fall closed as you nod, knowing that arguing will only end in him having his way anyway.
He laughs softly and kisses the burning spot that he bit just moments before, “Good.”
Your hands unfist from the material of his shirt and push themselves under it, desperate for the feel of his skin against your fingertips. Your fingers move to the center of his abdomen and rub against the sparse covering of hair before sliding slowly upwards until you feel the slightly hard peaks of his nipples. His breath hitches as you brush your thumbs over them simultaneously and you open your eyes to watch his face as your thumbs and forefingers roll the nipples between them. His head falls to your shoulder and you watch as the flush creeps up his neck and over his cheeks causing small beads of sweat to break to the surface of his face.
He pushed his body all the way against yours, trapping your hands between your bodies as his mouth returns to your ear, “How wet are you, Gabby? Huh? Wet enough for me to slide easily in and fuck you against this wall?”
You groan loudly in his ear, your hips jerking against his thigh and your body arching harder against his at his words.
He continues on his trail of talk, “Tell me, Gabs, you want it now? Hard, fast and nasty up against his wall in this club?”
You nod your head. You’re not sure if he was expecting an answer but you nod anyway even as you try to pry your hands from between your bodies.
He bites down on your jaw, “Good.” He moved away from your body just enough for your hands to drop free. They quickly dropped down to the button his jeans and pulled quickly and dropped the zipper down before reaching with one hand into his jeans and fisting his cock in your hand and stroking at an agonizing slow rhythm.
He grunted into your shoulder, his hips twitching against your hips and your hand as he struggled to keep the pressure of his thigh against your clit, “Shit, Gabby. Been so long.”
You swallow as your feel the muscles in your legs begin to tremble with strain. Your foot relaxes and presses your body down harder against his thigh and your fist tightens around him as pleasure hits you with an unseeable force. JC bites your collar and struggles to get back in control as he removes his leg from between yours. You whimper in protest as your body becomes dizzy with arousal.
He moves both his hands down your body, over the tops of your thighs and pushes the tight, short material of your jean skirt upwards until it’s bunched at your waist and his hands drop down to the bottom of your ass and lift you upwards until your ankles lock around the back of his waist. Your hands move up around his neck, pulling at the short curls that rest there until you can take his mouth again. This time your tongues meet in a frenzied kiss, desperate for the closeness but preoccupied with the need for something more.
You feel him wiggle his hips and you pull away and look down to see him trying to push his jeans down low enough to free himself. You reach down with one hand and push one side down while he pushes the other and he sighs in relief when he’s free. You move your hand between your bodies and grip his base just as his hand moves between yours, a finger hooking in your thong and moving it aside to allow you to align him with your heated core.
Your mouths meet and swallow the moans of ecstacy as your walls pull him into your body. His hips push hard against yours as his hands knead the swell of your buttocks.
His mouth pulls away from yours and drops to your neck as he whispers, “Fast and hard, Gabby, because it’s been too long.”
You hear the strain in his voice and know that he’s not lying and you only have moment to adjust before his hips are moving in long, hard thrusts against yours. You feel the harsh wall behind you pushing against your spine and you tighten your legs more against his waist and angle your hips differently just as he pushes back into your body. Your body goes rigid as he hits that spot that only he knows about and he grunts as he feels you lock up around him.
His hips move harder and faster and you can feel the warm knot in your stomach slowly come loose and spread its contents through your body. Your body fights to hold on a little bit longer as his hands pull your hips to a new angle and he pushes into and withdraws from your body with a drive that has your toes curling.
You can hear the soft slap of his balls against your ass and you feel the slight wet sting from the force as they slap against you, but it only adds to the sensations that ride through your body as his grunts fill your ears, louder than any bass you’ve heard all night in the club. For a moment, you’re scared that someone will hear him since he’s making no effort to quiet himself, but when you feel the harsh pressure of his thumb against your clit, all thoughts leave your mind as your body jerks against him.
His mouth sucks on the skin below your ear, his teeth gently scraping as his voice urges you forward, “Come on, Gabby. Cum, baby. I wanna feel you cum for me, cum with me, please.”
The need in his last word was enough to bring your orgasm to the forefront as your legs squeeze his bony hips with a force that has him hissing against your ear while the rest of your body locks up in a tight twine of muscles as the wave of euphoria shatters through you with such a force that you’re almost sure that you’ve pulled every muscle in your body.
Your walls contract around him and squeeze him with a force on each of his inward thrusts that it’s only a second or so behind you that his orgasm takes over his body. His mouth searches for you in the brief moment between your orgasm and his. Your tongue reaches out for his as you swallow every last moan and whimper that erupts from his now rigid body.
You both hold onto each other tightly while your bodies slowly come down from the high ride it had just been on. Your body is weak as you slump against him, relying on his strength to hold you together as the last waves roar through your body.
It’s long minutes before the shaking in his body subsides and he’s with it enough to pull his head from your neck and smile down at you before his lips meet yours in a slow kiss. When he pulls away, you murmur a low, “mmmm.” and let your head drop to his shoulder as your breathing slowly evens out.
You can feel his body shake with exertion and slowly unlock your legs from his waist and allow him to withdraw himself very slowly from within your walls and set you down on your unsteady legs. Your hands swat his away as they try to tuck himself back into jeans, and he smiles gratefully down at you as your hands very cautiously tuck him back inside his jeans and button the button for him. His hands move to push the skirt around your waist down and then he smacks the side of your hip, near your ass playfully as he wiggles his eyebrows at you, “That was fun, and well needed.”
You grin and stand on your toes to kiss his mouth quickly and thread your fingers together, “Yes it was.”
He smiles and leans down to kiss you once more before checking himself and you and pulling you from the dark corner and back through the crowd and up to the tables that had been reserved for you. You feel the blush creep up to your cheeks as Shellie and Elley smile knowingly back at you before asking, “Have fun?”
You reach for the drink that was sitting at the edge of the table and take a long pull from it before nodding a greeting at Lance, whom was sitting beside Shellie, “When’d you get here?”
He smiled and nodded toward JC, “Same time he did.”
You nod and flop down beside Elley before pulling back a little and looking around, “Where’s J?”
Elley smirked devilishly and looked over at JC, whom had a smile just as devious as Elley’s, “He’s not here yet.”
Your eyes narrow as you look back and forth between the two of them, “I don’t believe you.”
JC grinned and leaned over to kiss Elley’s cheek and then bent over the table to kiss Shellie’s before sitting down next to you, “So I think it’s time that Gabby and I call it a night.”
Elley sighed and downed the rest of her drink before pushing at your hip and nodding for you to get out, “Let’s go.”
Your eyebrows furrow as you study her and then look at JC again before looking back, “He said Gabby and I, not you.”
Elley shrugged, “He’s my ride home, so that means me too.”
JC grinned and moved out of the booth, waving at Lance and Shellie before reaching back for you and waiting for both, you and Elley, to say your goodbyes. He leaned down toward you, “Think you can handle any more tonight?”