His for One Night

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Authors: Octavia Wildwood
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Contemporary Fiction, New Adult & College
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were the only ones there.
    He took my champagne glass from me and set it aside.  Then he pushed me up against the side of the gazebo and grabbed my ass, holding me in place.  He ground his hips into mine and I could feel that he was getting hard.
    “I’ve been watching you all night long,” he confessed breathlessly as he buried his face in my hair, his lips at my ear.  “The way you walk, the way you bite your lower lip when you’re unsure of yourself...  You’re so sexy and I don’t even think you realize it, Daniella.  That just makes you even sexier.  I want to throw you down and fuck you right here.”
    “Someone will see!” I protested.
    “ Yes, I know,” he agreed, his body so close to mine that I could feel its heat.  “We’ll have to be a bit more subtle than that, I’m sorry to say.”  Even as he spoke, his hand slid up my leg and under my dress.  Hayden began to stroke my very wet pussy through my skimpy lace panties teasingly until I was positively dripping.
    I gasped and looked around, but no one was paying attention to us.  Even though we were shrouded in shadows, I didn’t feel completely secure under the cover of darkness.  I knew that anyone could come along at any time and discover what we were up to.  That knowledge petrified me but it also was a huge turn on. 
    It was all I could do to stand still – gyrating or crying out would certainly tip people off to what was going on.  Instead, I clutched at Hayden’s waist and whimpered softly under my breath.  In that moment, I could focus on nothing except his magic fingers and what they were doing to me.  He had the power to make me melt.  I was completely, utterly at his mercy.
    Just as I was on the verge of release, Hayden stopped.
    “Please?” I asked, dying for him to bring me off.
    He shook his head.  “This,” he said authoritatively, grabbing my plump, wet mound through my panties, “belongs to me tonight.  I decide whether you get to cum and you haven’t earned it yet.”
    “Are you serious?”
    “Do I sound like I’m joking?  Let me spell it out for you.  Your tits,” he said, blocking my body from view with his and grabbing my breasts through my dress, “belong to me tonight.  So does your ass,” he informed me, giving it a sharp smack that caused me to jump.  “Your pussy and your clit are mine too.  In fact, your whole body belongs to me tonight.  That was the deal.  Are we clear?”
    Wordlessly, I nodded. 
    It was beginning.
    “Take off your panties.”
    “Here?  What if someone sees?”
    He grinned.  “I would advise you to do it quickly and discreetly.  Now get on with it.”
    Surveying my surroundings, I was dismayed to see there were still a few people scattered about outside.  They were loitering about, visiting, and looked like they were in no hurry to go back inside.  They really weren’t all that far from us.  If they happened to look in our direction they’d be able to tell what I was doing for sure.
    I took a deep breath and reached up under my dress.  It was risky.  Burlington was a small place and gossip spread like wildfire.  If someone noticed what I was doing, word could easily spread to everyone I knew – including my students, colleagues and employers.  Despite that, I found myself wanting to do as Hayden ordered.  At some point I supposed I’d bought into the game.
    Somehow, I was able to drop my panties without calling any attention to myself.  Letting out a sigh of relief, I stepped out of the flimsy lingerie.  I quickly tucked the panties under my arm right beneath my clutch.
    “Give them to me.”
    With a trembling hand, I gave Hayden my wet panties.  I was horrified when he held them to his nose and inhaled deeply, closing his eyes in appreciation.  “Your pussy smells so sweet,” he told me.  “I can’t wait to eat it.”
    His crass language – not to mention what he was doing – made me blush furiously.  “I’m going to hang onto

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