“It’s so wrong,” she breathes.
“Ain’t wrong when they want it.”
“I feel dirty.”
“And yet you’re not, you’re so fuckin’ sexy.”
“You...you...come here a lot?”
“Used to.”
“Spike, I don’t...I don’t...I don’t want to like this.”
“But baby, you do.”
I cup her breast again, and she makes a strangled groaning sound. I lean down, sliding my mouth over her earlobe. “You like watching his cock driving in and out of her wet pussy.”
She shudders. “God...”
“You’re goin’ to come so hard when I touch you. I can feel your nipples hard against my hand. If I put my fingers in your pussy right now, you’d be coming around me in seconds.”
“Spike,” she whimpers. “I don’t...”
“You want me to stop, baby, you say the word. You say the word, and I’ll turn us around and walk out of this club. It’s your call.”
I slide my hand down her belly until I reach her pelvis. I press in a little, and she mewls. Fuck. Yeah. Her body falls back into mine, and that tells me she wants more, so much more. I run my hands down lower, and dip them into her pants.
She whimpers, and her entire body stiffens. She fuckin’ wants it. Every second of it. I slide the tips of my fingers into her panties, and into her wet, sweet folds. She’s damp, and fuck, I want to drive so deep inside her right now. She makes a strangled, gasping sound when I find her clit and begin flicking it. She loves it when I flick it. She’s got a thing for pain when being given pleasure. Little minx.
“Spike, I...oh god...”
Yeah, that’s what I want; her whimpering my name, unable to take her eyes off the couple in front of us. I flick her clit again, and she cries out, shuddering hard. Fuck. Just fuck. She’s coming already, and we’ve just gotten started. She flattens her hands on the glass in front of us, and cries out over and over as her body shakes. I slide a finger insider her, feeling her clenching and pulling around it. Her long blonde hair falls out of its clip, tumbling down her back. I reach one hand up and tangle it through those thick, gorgeous locks and I tug gently. She trembles violently, her body going far and beyond normal release.
“That’s just the beginning, baby.”
She whimpers again.
I smile.
This should be a fuckin’ great night.
~*~*~*~*
PRESENT – CIARA
My body is shaking so hard it feels like I’m having a fit. I’m ashamed of myself for coming so hard, so quickly. Spike is behind me, his big body pressed against mine, his warm lips on my neck, his finger deep inside my pussy. The couple through the glass are fucking so hard, the woman’s breasts are bouncing and she’s screaming loudly.
I feel my body jerk to life again. I want more. I want him to fuck me, hard against this glass. Then I want him to do it again. I’m so aroused, and part of me feels so incredibly dirty for it, yet the other part is screaming for more. I can’t turn my eyes away. I don’t know if I even want to.
“Taste how much you fuckin’ love it,” Spike growls behind me, sliding his finger from my heat and bringing it to my lips.
I suck, he hisses, and we both press harder against the glass. I can feel his throbbing erection on my back, and I’m getting desperate—I want it again.
Spike slips his finger from my mouth and spins me around, pulling me to him and crushing his lips down over mine. We kiss like it’s the last kiss we’ll ever have, and fuck, it’s amazing. Our tongues tangle, our hands grab and pull, our bodies press together desperately. We’re in a frenzy, a desperate need-to-fuck-now frenzy.
Spike grips my hair and tugs my head back. Our eyes lock and I can see the ferocity behind his expression. He wants me, and hell, he wants me bad.
Slowly he begins sliding down my body, I shiver, knowing what he’s going to do, and I want it more than I want his cock right now. When he’s on his knees in front of me, he looks up. Fuck, Spike on his knees, looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes, is doing magical things to my body. I reach down, tangle my fingers in his hair, and tug gently. He growls. Spike likes it when I’m rough; he likes it as much as I like it.
I bite my lip, and he makes a rumbling sound. I want to step out of my comfort zone right now, but I’m nervous that he won’t like it. Swallowing, and taking a deep breath, I rasp, “Put your mouth on me, Danny.”
He groans, and his eyes flare with need. “Baby, fuck, tell me how you want it. Tell me in detail, make me fuckin’ see it, feel it, want it...”
In a husky voice, I growl, “Put your mouth on my pussy, Danny, and suck. I want you to suck my clit until I’m screaming. I want you to put your fingers inside me, and fuck me so hard I can’t stand. I want you all over me.”
“Baby,” he rasps. “Fuck.”
“Now, Danny,” I breathe.
His eyes flare with lust, and he has me naked in seconds. When my clothes are tossed aside he grips my ankle, lifting it and putting my foot on his shoulder. Then his mouth is sliding up the inside of my thigh. I tremble, pushing my hips forward and tugging his hair harder. He hisses, and nips my thigh. I groan, god, I’m sick, but that felt fucking amazing. “Do it again, god, bite me again, Spike.”
“Danny,” he rasps, and then bites my thigh, hard.
I cry out, and throw my head up, letting my eyes settle on the couple on the bed. They are now in the middle of oral sex. The man has his mouth buried deep in the woman’s pussy, and she’s sucking his dick, hard. I mewl, and Spike keeps climbing higher up my thigh. He snakes his tongue out, tasting me, just touching my swollen flesh. I groan, and jerk my hips again, wanting more. God, I want him to take me hard, in any way he possibly can, and as filthy as he wants. He slides his tongue up my flesh once more, and I growl loudly, like a rabid animal.