I imagined that. I've had two drinks and my pulse is racing from the vodka in the spritzers. My hair is damp from dancing. My dress is so tight. I don't know why I chose this one. It's black, short, and cut way too low. My breasts are round, plump and practically spilling out of the top of it. I'm doing everything in my power to forget Nathan, yet I can hear his voice in my head, saying the things I longed to hear him say.
"Jessica. I was empty until then."
His voice sounds so soft, so close. Why can't I just forget him? Why can't I make it all stop so I can move on and pretend it never happened?
"I think about your body all the time. It was made to be fucked just by me."
I close my eyes and feel a hand curve around my waist. It's strong, big, and it's pressing on my stomach. I'm being pulled into a man. I can feel his chest. He's muscular, large, and much taller than me. He's aroused. I can feel his rigid cock pressing into me from behind. He's going to help me. He's going to make me forget.
I turn quickly and his lips are on mine. He's greedy. His kiss is soft, and sensual. His tongue is coursing over mine with a heated touch. I feel his hand on my thigh. I don't flinch. I want this. Even in the middle of this crowded club, I want these hands on me, taking me to the edge, showing me how much I'm wanted.
"Christ, I have to taste you." His voice is in my ear. "Now, Jessica."
My eyes fly open. I can't see his face. It's buried in my neck. "No, please," I say it without any meaning. I want this. I want to feel his body. I want to taste his skin, and his arousal. I don't care. I just want.
"This way." He pulls his hand around my waist. We weave through the crowd, the lights flashing, the music pumping, and my heart racing.
Suddenly we're in a corridor with so many doors. He opens one and we slip in. The music is tamed, the lighting is dim.
"Goddamn you." His words bite through me as his hands pull on my dress, inching it up my thighs. "Fuck you're so hot."
I'm against the wall and he's on his knees before I can react. I slam my head back and push my hips towards him. I have to tell him to stop. I need him to…
"Christ, you're incredible." His tongue runs hot over my folds and I feel a moan stretch through my throat. It's just sex, Jessica. Just take it. That's all it is.
"Lick it," I demand. "Lick me."
He dives in and pulls his tongue across my wetness, moaning into my flesh. "Ah, fuck, Jessica, fuck."
I tangle my hands in his hair, pulling on the locks, guiding his mouth over my core. "Make me come, Nathan." I pull his name across my lips, slowly, carefully, knowing that it will spur him on.
He nods just as one finger slides into me. "Take it," he whispers." Use me."
I buck at the words and the sensations. I pull harder on his hair, wanting him to consume me. I haven't come in so long. I've thought about his mouth for days. I can't stop thinking about it. I'll never stop.
"Like that," I purr. "Lick it like that."
He eagerly acquiesces and laps at my clit. He traces his tongue over it and I slam my head back. Nothing feels as good as this. Nothing will ever feel like this.
"You're so good." His voice is barely audible. "I'll never get enough of you. Your body is perfect. I can't wait to slide my cock into you and fuck you until you scream my name."
I come at the promise of his beautiful, wide cock inside of me. My orgasm is fast and violent. My body bucks against the wall and into him. He sucks, licks and pulls at me until I feel another slower climax roll through me.
Chapter 10
"You're a lightweight." He traces his hand across my forehead.
"The doctor says I weigh a little too much for my height." I shrug my shoulders. "I like cake though."
He laughs so hard that his head rolls back. "You're hilarious."
I blush at the compliment. "I'm not a lightweight."
"How many drinks did you have?" He adjusts the blanket around my body.
"Maybe two?" I swallow. "Maybe more?"
"Maybe a lot more." He smiles down at me. "You need to sleep it off."