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I didn't say goodbye to any of the lads, I couldn't. They wouldn't let me hear the end of it, if they knew and if they knew that I was sober. I was leaning on this guy like a door post. I wasn't drunk, but I sure felt drunk on him. 'Which way are we going?' I asked as we got out of the club. He didn't let go of my hand and almost every couple of seconds there was a caress on my ass, a kiss on my cheek or neck as we stood on the footpath. 'We go left and walk about 5 minutes, or we can catch a taxi?' What do you want to do?' he asked. 'Walk' I said without a moment's hesitation. 'The taxi line is way too long to...' before I could finish, I was being tugged down the footpath with my hand in his. As we went block by block, it did cross my …show more content…

With my forehead pressed against his and my lungs trying to catch their breath. I planted small tiny kisses over his face, his chin, cheeks and small butterfly kisses on his pouty lips. As I heard and felt his breathing become more erratic, I nibbled on the lobe of his ear and as I continued my assault of kisses down to his throat, the small whimper he let out next to my ear confirmed that I just made one of the better decisions of my life. Usually, I was the less dominant, but he was just too addictive, his kisses were hot and full of fire and tonight I wanted to show this beauty, just how beautiful he really was I didn't get the chance to continue. In all of what it felt like a second, I had quickly lost my dominance. With strength I didn't know he had, he told me to jump and as I jumped and threw my legs around his waist he secured me firmly in his grasp. I held on tight and the pressure from his jeans made me want to dry hump him like a rabbit. As I leaned in closer to get some balance, he moved his hands underneath my ass and I knew that I was going to lose my mind if he kept that up. 'Jay' I groaned into crook of his …show more content…

Sweet Geezus. The sight before me blew my mind. His head bobbing up and down and his strands of hair that I desperately wanted to touch in the club, I could now touch was soft just as I had imagined. I gently brushed it out of his eyes and when I had placed my hands on the back of his head and pulled slightly on the back of his hair, the most mind blowing groan came from the back of his throat. I wanted to hear it again. The sound he was making spun my world. I think I ought to turn Catholic. This is a sin. Fucking glorious. My hands gripped the sheets tighter as his mouth made his way up my chest. When he reached my mouth and I could feel his breath lightly over my lips. The feather light touch killed me. I wasn't expecting it. His touch was so gentle, I honestly felt like I was going to fly out the window if it wasn't latched shut. 'Sweet mother of...' I groaned. 'Do that again.... puh... puhlease...' I swear that I was going out of my mind, he continued I turned to my head to muffle the sounds in the pillow. I didn't know who else was in the house and I knew I was being loud. I just couldn't help

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