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music fill her senses and began swaying her hips in time to the beat. Lifting her hair off the back of her neck with both hands, she piled it on top of her head and tangled her fingers in the soft strands.
Krista didn’t know if it was the music, the environment or the freedom of her decision, but she closed her eyes and took her abandonment on the dance floor further than she ever had. With one hand still tangled in her hair, she pulled the other down the side of her face and turned her chin into the caress. Everything but the music melted away as she relished the feel of her hand on her body while moving to the music. A ragged breath lodged in her throat as her fingernails scraped down the side of her neck and across her chest. Her hand brushed the outer edge of her breast, and she flicked a finger across her nipple as it went past. She moaned softly as her hand continued its downward movement. When she reached the top of her thigh, she squeezed it roughly, letting a gasp fall from her open lips.
Hannah watched her friend dance. She wasn’t the only one actually. She glanced around the room and could see several pairs of eyes glued to Krista’s undulating form. It was as if they could feel the desire coming off her in waves. When Krista brought her hand back up her body, one finger trailing between her breasts, Hannah realized her friend wasn’t acting. Hannah couldn’t help but watch as Krista twisted her hand around her face enabling her teeth to graze the tip of her thumb. She sucked it into her mouth and dragged it back down her throat, leaving a glistening trail of wetness behind.
Krista was losing control. She knew in the back of her brain that she was in the middle of a club surrounded by people, but was beyond caring. Truthfully, the fact that they might be watching her as she’d watched them earlier was turning her on. She moved her hand down her body again, taking the time to squeeze her breast along the way.
As her fingers trailed down the middle of her stomach, a large rough hand grabbed her arm, holding it in place. Krista’s eyes flew open at the contact and she was surprised to find a handsome man staring back at her with a grin on his face.
“ Tsk, tsk, naughty girl,” he said, moving closer and bringing his body in contact with hers. “You go much further and this entire club will descend like a pack of rabid dogs.”
Krista grinned at the man and ground her body against his, trapping his hand against her lower stomach. She leaned into his body, putting her mouth next to his ear. “Maybe that’s what I want,” she whispered. “Maybe I want someone else to be in control.”
The man stepped back and released her, his hips swaying to the beat as he chuckled. “What’s your name?” he asked.
She looked him up and down, liking what she saw. The man was tall, about 6’4” with short brown hair styled in that semi messy way that was so popular for guys. His dark green eyes were inviting as he smiled at her. A wide chiseled chest tapered into a narrow waist and his biceps were nearly as big as her thighs.
Perusal complete, she answered him. “Krista,” she replied. “Yours?”
The man looked at her as a lion stalks its prey. It couldn’t be the same girl Damien had told him about. This girl was hunting for a Dom and the girl Damien had described was practically a virgin. “I’m Tyler,” he said, dropping his voice and leaning in close enough to whisper in her ear, “but if you are really hoping to give up control, you can come to my private room and call me Master.”
“ What would I have to do?” Krista asked leaning back so she could look in his eyes.
“ Nothing that you didn’t really want to do,” he said. “There’s a safe word. If you say it, everything stops.”
Krista thought about what she had said earlier and decided she really meant it. She was tired of trying to conform to society’s view of normal. “Okay,” she said, stepping back. “I just have to
Krista didn’t know if it was the music, the environment or the freedom of her decision, but she closed her eyes and took her abandonment on the dance floor further than she ever had. With one hand still tangled in her hair, she pulled the other down the side of her face and turned her chin into the caress. Everything but the music melted away as she relished the feel of her hand on her body while moving to the music. A ragged breath lodged in her throat as her fingernails scraped down the side of her neck and across her chest. Her hand brushed the outer edge of her breast, and she flicked a finger across her nipple as it went past. She moaned softly as her hand continued its downward movement. When she reached the top of her thigh, she squeezed it roughly, letting a gasp fall from her open lips.
Hannah watched her friend dance. She wasn’t the only one actually. She glanced around the room and could see several pairs of eyes glued to Krista’s undulating form. It was as if they could feel the desire coming off her in waves. When Krista brought her hand back up her body, one finger trailing between her breasts, Hannah realized her friend wasn’t acting. Hannah couldn’t help but watch as Krista twisted her hand around her face enabling her teeth to graze the tip of her thumb. She sucked it into her mouth and dragged it back down her throat, leaving a glistening trail of wetness behind.
Krista was losing control. She knew in the back of her brain that she was in the middle of a club surrounded by people, but was beyond caring. Truthfully, the fact that they might be watching her as she’d watched them earlier was turning her on. She moved her hand down her body again, taking the time to squeeze her breast along the way.
As her fingers trailed down the middle of her stomach, a large rough hand grabbed her arm, holding it in place. Krista’s eyes flew open at the contact and she was surprised to find a handsome man staring back at her with a grin on his face.
“ Tsk, tsk, naughty girl,” he said, moving closer and bringing his body in contact with hers. “You go much further and this entire club will descend like a pack of rabid dogs.”
Krista grinned at the man and ground her body against his, trapping his hand against her lower stomach. She leaned into his body, putting her mouth next to his ear. “Maybe that’s what I want,” she whispered. “Maybe I want someone else to be in control.”
The man stepped back and released her, his hips swaying to the beat as he chuckled. “What’s your name?” he asked.
She looked him up and down, liking what she saw. The man was tall, about 6’4” with short brown hair styled in that semi messy way that was so popular for guys. His dark green eyes were inviting as he smiled at her. A wide chiseled chest tapered into a narrow waist and his biceps were nearly as big as her thighs.
Perusal complete, she answered him. “Krista,” she replied. “Yours?”
The man looked at her as a lion stalks its prey. It couldn’t be the same girl Damien had told him about. This girl was hunting for a Dom and the girl Damien had described was practically a virgin. “I’m Tyler,” he said, dropping his voice and leaning in close enough to whisper in her ear, “but if you are really hoping to give up control, you can come to my private room and call me Master.”
“ What would I have to do?” Krista asked leaning back so she could look in his eyes.
“ Nothing that you didn’t really want to do,” he said. “There’s a safe word. If you say it, everything stops.”
Krista thought about what she had said earlier and decided she really meant it. She was tired of trying to conform to society’s view of normal. “Okay,” she said, stepping back. “I just have to
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