and his
erection brushed against her, sending another wave of lust flooding
through him. He gritted his teeth.
“You forgot another important difference. I’m
a ‘glass half full’ kind of girl. You’re definitely a ‘glass half
empty.’” She sighed and rubbed against him more blatantly. “With so
much keeping us apart, it’s amazing how well we fit together. If
you want to do something about the situation in your trousers,
there are a lot of private spaces we can slip off to.”
He swallowed hard. “No, Leelah. That’s not a
good idea.”
“Of course not, but that’s what makes it fun.
And how better to make sure I’m completely safe than staying close
to me. Really close.”
She mesmerized him with her eyes and he felt
his will begin to evaporate.
“You must think I’m some sort of sex addict,
but I’m not always like this,” she continued. “It’s you. You make me feel this way. I want to seize every bit of time together
possible.”
She stopped dancing and took hold of his
hand. “Come with me. Please?”
That soft little plea did him in. Once more,
he allowed himself to be dragged wherever she willed. This time it
was to a storage room down a hallway.
She pulled him inside and shut the door
behind them. The place was filled with bits of furniture, outdated
electronic equipment, a broken chandelier that matched those in the
ballroom, and sealed boxes probably containing more discarded junk.
There was barely room to stand in the packed room. Turned out that
was all the space they needed.
Ja-hun did what he’d longed to all evening:
pulled the gold-draped vision into his arms and kissed her hard
enough to leave her gasping. She tasted of pinia wine, sweet
yet with a bite. He gripped the shimmering fabric of her dress
where it draped over her buttocks, gathering it up higher and
higher. A lot of material stood as a barrier between them.
As if realizing the same thing, Leelah broke
off their kiss, her lips wet and shining. She turned to brace her
hands against the closed door and gave him a seductive glance over
her shoulder. She wiggled her bottom.
Ja-hun didn’t need to be invited twice. He
gathered up the rich material in both hands, until her backside was
framed in flowing gold folds. Her long legs stretched all the way
up to a bare ass. Naked! Not even a scrap of thong in the shadowed
cleft between her smooth, round cheeks. She’d been naked all
evening, probably anticipating a private moment with him.
His pulse thundered and he groaned as he
worked the buttons on his fly free. Her ass was too enticing in its
paleness. He couldn’t resist and swatted her bottom, leaving a pink
print behind.
Leelah gasped and braced her hands more
firmly on the door. “Ooh, spank me again. I’m such a bad girl.”
Instead, he slipped a finger into that sexy
groove in her ass all the way down between her legs where it got so
wet it was like a steaming jungle.
“Feel how ready for you I am,” she whispered.
“Go ahead.”
He’d already unzipped his trousers and was
pulling out his cock. Spreading her cheeks, he examined the
puckered aperture there and teased the tip of his juice-soaked
finger inside. Leelah groaned and wiggled. His tongue swept over
dry lips as he considered filling that tight channel. But no, this
wasn’t the place or time without lubricant handy.
Ja-hun removed his finger, grasped his aching
cock, and guided it to her pussy, soaking wet and open for him. He
drove deep inside with one strong thrust.
She grunted and pushed back toward him. “Oh,
yeah. Do it hard.”
Her choked words spurred him on. With no
finesse and the randy eagerness of a youth, he pumped in and out.
His grunts, Leelah’s moans, and the slap of naked flesh were the
only sounds in the tiny room.
“ Susura ,” she murmured the endearment
followed by a breathless exclamation. “Fuck!” Her fingers gripped
the door frame as he drove relentlessly into her.
Ja-hun curved his body over hers and
erection brushed against her, sending another wave of lust flooding
through him. He gritted his teeth.
“You forgot another important difference. I’m
a ‘glass half full’ kind of girl. You’re definitely a ‘glass half
empty.’” She sighed and rubbed against him more blatantly. “With so
much keeping us apart, it’s amazing how well we fit together. If
you want to do something about the situation in your trousers,
there are a lot of private spaces we can slip off to.”
He swallowed hard. “No, Leelah. That’s not a
good idea.”
“Of course not, but that’s what makes it fun.
And how better to make sure I’m completely safe than staying close
to me. Really close.”
She mesmerized him with her eyes and he felt
his will begin to evaporate.
“You must think I’m some sort of sex addict,
but I’m not always like this,” she continued. “It’s you. You make me feel this way. I want to seize every bit of time together
possible.”
She stopped dancing and took hold of his
hand. “Come with me. Please?”
That soft little plea did him in. Once more,
he allowed himself to be dragged wherever she willed. This time it
was to a storage room down a hallway.
She pulled him inside and shut the door
behind them. The place was filled with bits of furniture, outdated
electronic equipment, a broken chandelier that matched those in the
ballroom, and sealed boxes probably containing more discarded junk.
There was barely room to stand in the packed room. Turned out that
was all the space they needed.
Ja-hun did what he’d longed to all evening:
pulled the gold-draped vision into his arms and kissed her hard
enough to leave her gasping. She tasted of pinia wine, sweet
yet with a bite. He gripped the shimmering fabric of her dress
where it draped over her buttocks, gathering it up higher and
higher. A lot of material stood as a barrier between them.
As if realizing the same thing, Leelah broke
off their kiss, her lips wet and shining. She turned to brace her
hands against the closed door and gave him a seductive glance over
her shoulder. She wiggled her bottom.
Ja-hun didn’t need to be invited twice. He
gathered up the rich material in both hands, until her backside was
framed in flowing gold folds. Her long legs stretched all the way
up to a bare ass. Naked! Not even a scrap of thong in the shadowed
cleft between her smooth, round cheeks. She’d been naked all
evening, probably anticipating a private moment with him.
His pulse thundered and he groaned as he
worked the buttons on his fly free. Her ass was too enticing in its
paleness. He couldn’t resist and swatted her bottom, leaving a pink
print behind.
Leelah gasped and braced her hands more
firmly on the door. “Ooh, spank me again. I’m such a bad girl.”
Instead, he slipped a finger into that sexy
groove in her ass all the way down between her legs where it got so
wet it was like a steaming jungle.
“Feel how ready for you I am,” she whispered.
“Go ahead.”
He’d already unzipped his trousers and was
pulling out his cock. Spreading her cheeks, he examined the
puckered aperture there and teased the tip of his juice-soaked
finger inside. Leelah groaned and wiggled. His tongue swept over
dry lips as he considered filling that tight channel. But no, this
wasn’t the place or time without lubricant handy.
Ja-hun removed his finger, grasped his aching
cock, and guided it to her pussy, soaking wet and open for him. He
drove deep inside with one strong thrust.
She grunted and pushed back toward him. “Oh,
yeah. Do it hard.”
Her choked words spurred him on. With no
finesse and the randy eagerness of a youth, he pumped in and out.
His grunts, Leelah’s moans, and the slap of naked flesh were the
only sounds in the tiny room.
“ Susura ,” she murmured the endearment
followed by a breathless exclamation. “Fuck!” Her fingers gripped
the door frame as he drove relentlessly into her.
Ja-hun curved his body over hers and
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