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Authors: Jennifer Anne
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approach you.”
The waitress came back with their bottles. Marcus poured them each a shot of Patron. “Here, I can see the inhibitions are rearing their ugly little faces already. How many times do I have to say it before you’ll believe it? You’re the sexiest woman I know, and I don’t care to know anyone else.” He kissed her and ran his tongue across her bottom lip.
“I actually like the sound of it when you say it, especially when it’s followed by a kiss like that. I’ll probably make you say it a thousand more times before I leave.”
That hit him like a ton of bricks. Before she leaves? He took a second shot of Patron. He couldn’t imagine being in Vegas without her. In fact, he couldn’t imagine ever being without her.
“Let’s not ruin the night talking about that. We’re here now, and I just want to hold you.” He spun her back around to watch the dance floor again, standing very close behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist.
The smell radiating off her body was so enticing that he couldn’t help but nibble on her earlobes. “You smell so good, I just want to eat you.”
Sydney spun around so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. “Not here. Not now. There’s a ton of people around.” Her expression was panic stricken.
“Babe, I won’t do that right here in the open. I have class. I’d just wait till we got home.”
“Yeah, that was real classy at the mall today,” Sydney interrupted, cocking her head to one side and puckering her face.
He kissed her forehead, then the bridge of her nose, both cheeks, and finally her lips. Pouring two more shots and two glasses of champagne, they watched the dance floor like a scheduled show was about to start.
Every now and then, a song would come on that Sydney liked, and she would sway her body to the beat. One bottle of champagne and a half a bottle of Patron later, Marcus had to sit down. The alcohol wasn’t getting to him as much as the swaying of Sydney’s hips. Just watching her gave him a constant hard on.
However, the alcohol was playing a huge role in Sydney’s behavior. From the moment she sat on Marcus’ lap, she couldn’t keep her hands off him, starting at the top of his freshly shaven head and running the whole way down to his belt buckle.
“You’re treading thin ice, Syd,” Marcus warned, catching Sydney’s hand at his buckle. “Your little dance routines have had my dick stiff for a while.”
Sydney ignored the warning and continued seducing Marcus with her lips. She grabbed his head, brought it down to her level, and kissed the top. She trailed kisses over his forehead down to the tip of his nose. By the time she reached his lips, Marcus had his hands under her dress and on her thighs.
He walked his fingers right up to her sex. Her panties were soaked. “Hotness, wet much?”
“What do you expect? You’ve been poking my ass with your dick all night. Fuck the underwear. I’m not wearing them anymore. This happens every time I’m around you,” she rambled, slurring her words.
He pulled her panties to the side and slid two fingers into her wet heat. She gasped, clearly shocked that he was following through on his warning. He withdrew and then thrust his fingers back into her pussy, savoring the feeling of her getting wetter.
Her lips completely covered his, their tongues tangling. She dug her nails into the back of his neck, trying to get her tongue deeper into his mouth.
He felt her pussy getting tight, and then she threw her head back and let out a moan that was sure to rock the club. He could feel the contractions of her muscles as she came. It seemed like an eternity until she opened her eyes and rejoined the human race.
“Syd, we need to go. Now. I need to get you naked so I can fuck you all night long.”
Sydney grabbed her clutch from the table and allowed Marcus to lead her toward the entrance. When they left the VIP booth, a group of men were leaning against the wall. Marcus heard one
The waitress came back with their bottles. Marcus poured them each a shot of Patron. “Here, I can see the inhibitions are rearing their ugly little faces already. How many times do I have to say it before you’ll believe it? You’re the sexiest woman I know, and I don’t care to know anyone else.” He kissed her and ran his tongue across her bottom lip.
“I actually like the sound of it when you say it, especially when it’s followed by a kiss like that. I’ll probably make you say it a thousand more times before I leave.”
That hit him like a ton of bricks. Before she leaves? He took a second shot of Patron. He couldn’t imagine being in Vegas without her. In fact, he couldn’t imagine ever being without her.
“Let’s not ruin the night talking about that. We’re here now, and I just want to hold you.” He spun her back around to watch the dance floor again, standing very close behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist.
The smell radiating off her body was so enticing that he couldn’t help but nibble on her earlobes. “You smell so good, I just want to eat you.”
Sydney spun around so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. “Not here. Not now. There’s a ton of people around.” Her expression was panic stricken.
“Babe, I won’t do that right here in the open. I have class. I’d just wait till we got home.”
“Yeah, that was real classy at the mall today,” Sydney interrupted, cocking her head to one side and puckering her face.
He kissed her forehead, then the bridge of her nose, both cheeks, and finally her lips. Pouring two more shots and two glasses of champagne, they watched the dance floor like a scheduled show was about to start.
Every now and then, a song would come on that Sydney liked, and she would sway her body to the beat. One bottle of champagne and a half a bottle of Patron later, Marcus had to sit down. The alcohol wasn’t getting to him as much as the swaying of Sydney’s hips. Just watching her gave him a constant hard on.
However, the alcohol was playing a huge role in Sydney’s behavior. From the moment she sat on Marcus’ lap, she couldn’t keep her hands off him, starting at the top of his freshly shaven head and running the whole way down to his belt buckle.
“You’re treading thin ice, Syd,” Marcus warned, catching Sydney’s hand at his buckle. “Your little dance routines have had my dick stiff for a while.”
Sydney ignored the warning and continued seducing Marcus with her lips. She grabbed his head, brought it down to her level, and kissed the top. She trailed kisses over his forehead down to the tip of his nose. By the time she reached his lips, Marcus had his hands under her dress and on her thighs.
He walked his fingers right up to her sex. Her panties were soaked. “Hotness, wet much?”
“What do you expect? You’ve been poking my ass with your dick all night. Fuck the underwear. I’m not wearing them anymore. This happens every time I’m around you,” she rambled, slurring her words.
He pulled her panties to the side and slid two fingers into her wet heat. She gasped, clearly shocked that he was following through on his warning. He withdrew and then thrust his fingers back into her pussy, savoring the feeling of her getting wetter.
Her lips completely covered his, their tongues tangling. She dug her nails into the back of his neck, trying to get her tongue deeper into his mouth.
He felt her pussy getting tight, and then she threw her head back and let out a moan that was sure to rock the club. He could feel the contractions of her muscles as she came. It seemed like an eternity until she opened her eyes and rejoined the human race.
“Syd, we need to go. Now. I need to get you naked so I can fuck you all night long.”
Sydney grabbed her clutch from the table and allowed Marcus to lead her toward the entrance. When they left the VIP booth, a group of men were leaning against the wall. Marcus heard one
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