"Hey, it's a party."
I intended to let myself go for one night even if it meant crossing a few boundaries.
Robert saw us and waved as a woman danced up against him. He waved us over.
Dane took my elbow and guided me over to the area they'd roped off for a dance floor. "Want to dance?" he asked.
I bit my lip. I was used to dancing at weddings. It was part of the job to bust a couple of moves on the dance floor. It wasn't an exception now. Except, I actually wanted to dance. "I guess I could dance a little."
"Come on," he said, holding out his hand.
I took it and he dragged me out to the dance floor. The music pumped and bumped as I moved against him. His hips started to grind against mine and I felt the hard curve of his cock as it pressed against my ass. Immediately, I wished we were alone so he could yank my dress up and push himself inside me. I turned around and writhed my hips against him while my arms wrapped around his neck.
Dane's breath tickled my ear. His hands ran down my torso and then dipped over my ass. When he squeezed, I held back the moan that danced on my lips. How the hell does he always know just what to do to turn me on?
"You look so good," he whispered against my ear.
"Do I?"
"Fuck yeah," he responded immediately. "Are you already wet for me?"
I shuddered. Damn it. It had been so much fun to wield all of the power over him, but he knew just how and when to yank it back. I could already imagine that he still wore that smug look on his face, the one he wore when he knew he'd won. When I didn’t want to tell him about my soaked panties, he nipped my ear.
I leaned against him, his body hard and warm against mine as I worked my hips against him. His fingers traced the back of my neck and he kissed it before he growled so deeply my toes curled in response. He was ready to explode, but he was taking me down with him.
"We're supposed to be dancing," I said as I turned and pushed my hands against his chest. "Not...whatever this is."
"So say no," Dane breathed. "You know the drill. If you don't want it, you can always just say no, but you want me again. Right?"
My cheeks flushed. Damn him. My body wanted to latch onto him but my mind wanted to tell him to fuck off. It was a weird position to be in. "I have no idea what you're talking about," I said primly.
"Sure, you don't." He laughed. "Keep telling yourself that."
I scoffed. "You keep being smug and see what that'll get you."
"You?" he asked.
I flipped him off and he laughed as I retreated. My lips tugged upwards into a smile. I had to admit that it was kind of fun fucking around with Dane again. He could drive me crazy, but he also knew how to make me laugh. He was perfect in some ways.
I decided to head to the open bar and order myself a drink. I leaned over the counter and felt someone as they brushed up against me. I glanced over and smiled. "Robert! Are you having fun?"
"So much fun," he slurred slightly. "How about you and Dane?"
"He's a pain in the ass." I chuckled.
"Yeah, but you kind of love it."
“Um…I’m not so sure about that.” There was no way I loved his asshole side, right? The bartender walked over and I ordered two cranberry vodkas.
"Good God woman, what have you done to my friend?" Robert laughed. “He kind of looks like a lost puppy without you."
I glanced back and my eyes locked on Dane. When he spotted me, he smiled and waved. Robert was right, he did kind of look like a lost puppy without me. That thought gave me some kind of twisted comfort. I wanted him to need me. "I guess I better go keep him company."
"Yeah. Wouldn't want your man to miss you too much."
I raised a brow at him. Something about the way he said it, alerted me that something was up, but I couldn't figure out what it was. My drinks arrived, so I just shrugged and made my way back to a very eager Dane. I passed him my glass.
He took a sip before he pulled a face and gave it back. "That tastes like ass, baby."
"Oh?" I asked as I sipped it. "Are you saying you don't like the taste of ass?"
"You are the nastiest little..."
I walked off as he formulated his thoughts and went back to dancing. Some part of me would never get tired of fucking with Dane. He was just such an easy target. I felt his hand fall on my hip and I turned around to look at him. The rest of the world fell away. This was the thing about him. No matter how much I tried to distance myself from him, one look at him and I was back at square one.
We wore ourselves out dancing together. My whole body was wet with sweat and I fanned myself with my hand. "I'm going to the bathroom so I can cool down a little. I'll be right back."
Dane reached over and grabbed my ass.
I slapped at his hand and shook my head with a frown, but it turned into a smile as I headed for the bathroom. I quickly washed my face and had to reapply my makeup, but when I was done, I felt a lot better.
Once I was presentable, I walked out of the bathroom and headed back in search of Dane. I hadn't expected to have so much fun, but I had. My eyes swept back and forth across the room, but I couldn't find him where I'd left him.
Where the hell was he?
I pushed through the crowd and searched. I spotted him across the room from where I'd left him.
He was sitting in a chair and watching a woman walking toward him. The woman’s blonde hair trailed over her voluptuous tits as she swayed her hips and made a beeline for him. The smile on her lips said she wanted to lick him if she could.
I’d remove the bitch’s tongue if she thought that was going to happen.
She moved to him and smiled down at him in the chair.
I knew instantly that she was one of the strippers by the way she giggled when she spoke to him. I’d seen more than enough to justify smacking her and him. I stalked over and stood next to her. "This one’s taken, sweetie."
"Excuse me?" she asked, a confused look on her face.
I leaned forward. "I said this one’s taken. Do you need me to spell out the definition of the word taken? Or would you like to just get the fuck out of my way? I'm not in the mood."
The woman looked me over, then decided it wasn’t worth it. She scurried away.
I felt glad because I didn't want to have to say more than I already did to her. Once she wandered off, I trained my eyes on Dane.
"Calm down, Savvy," he said, looking up at me. “Nothing was going on.”
"No?"
Dane searched for the right words. I knew he didn't want to say the wrong thing.
Everyone was looking at us and I could hear the murmuring. They thought Dane was in trouble. Well, they were wrong. Since Dane loved what she did so much, he was going to get exactly what he wanted.
I dropped my bag on the floor beside his chair. Dane still looked unsure like he thought I was pissed off or something. Instead, I straddled his lap and sat on top of him. My fingers pushed into his hair and he licked his lips as I leaned forward and kissed him.
My body reacted as soon as my lips touched his. Dane's body wasn't far behind. His cock grew hard and he thrust upward as he pressed it against me, as if seeking somewhere to bury himself deep. I reached down and squeezed his dick through his jeans but I quickly moved back when he tried to hold me down for more.
This would happen on my terms, no one else's.
My fingers ran over his chest and shoulders before I sat fully on him and started to grind on his lap. Dane's breathing deepened, his chest rising and falling against mine as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. Groaning, he swiped his tongue against mine and licked my lips desperately.
I had to admit I loved to make him eat out of the palm of my hand. I pulled back as his teeth captured my bottom lip and tugged at it. When he released it, I rolled my hips one more time before I decided that he'd had more than enough. "Is that the kind of fun you want to have?" I whispered against his ear.
Dane nodded hard. "Fuck, yes."
"Well, then you sh
ould stay here and have some teasing fun with your stripper friends, but if you want real fun with me, naked, in private, and ready to be fucked senseless… then you should follow me." I reached down and scooped up my bag, then laced my fingers through his.
He squeezed my hand and pulled himself up making no eye contact with anyone around us, but me. I could see how hard he was through his pants and I snickered to myself.
My jealousy had been quenched and he definitely seemed like he was back to being my mine again. I didn't want him to look at anyone that way, but me.
Dane
It seemed as if I'd created some kind of goddamn monster. Savannah wasn't anything like the girl I'd known when we were younger. This Savannah took what she wanted and didn't give a damn who was there to watch.
When she spotted me with the stripper I hadn't expected her to retaliate like that. Of course, I’d only engaged with the woman in the hopes she’d get a little jealous, but that wild and aggressive side of her? Wow! That… I’d never expected.
Damn, Savannah looked so hot when she was pissed off and riled up. I wanted to know if she wanted me the way I wanted her and it was clear she did. Maybe it was juvenile, but it made me feel good to see her get so jealous over me.
One moment of her writhing on top of me reminded me why I wanted her so badly. No one could compare to her. She knew exactly what to say and do to make my cock come to life and my heart slam into my chest. She was a goddamn demon and an angel all at once and I wanted to fuck her so badly it fucking hurt.
I followed behind her as we walked up the stairs of the manor. The noise of the party died down a little bit the more we walked until she tugged me into a room.
She flipped on the lights and smiling, she closed and locked the door behind her. "Take your clothes off," she purred.
"Here?" I asked my eyebrow quirking up.
"Yes. Unless you don't want to have fun." She shrugged. “I could leave,” She pretended to turn toward the door.
Quick as a flash, I had her caged between my arms, her back to the door. “You’ll leave when you’ve finished what you started.”
She licked her bottom lip. “Alpha, huh?”
“You bet.”
She laughed and unzipped the little black dress she wore. It slid down her bare shoulders and arms before it landed in a heap at her feet.
I stepped back and stared at her in the lacy white panties and bra. The fact that she left her heels on made her look like a goddess.
Yanking off my shoes, I shoved down my pants and boxers. I unbuttoned my shirt as quickly as I could, and cursed the fact that I'd worn one with so many damn buttons instead of a t-shirt.
She strolled up and undid the rest of them before she pushed my shirt open and ran her hands over my chest. "Perfect," she breathed. "Your skin is so satiny, but everything underneath it is so hard." Her fingers wandered as she caressed my hard length. "Especially this. Are you so hard because of the stripper or because of me, hmm?"
"Stop playing games, Savannah. Who the hell do you think sat her gorgeous ass on my cock?"
Savannah gripped my back, her nails digging in. "If you talk to me like that again I'll take my gorgeous ass out of this room and find someone else to fuck. Is that what you want?"
"Say that shit again and I swear, I’ll give that gorgeous ass the tanning it deserves,” I growled.
"I said I’ll take my freaking—"
Before she could get the words out, I slung her over my shoulder and threw her on the bed.
She landed with a shocked scream. She should know better than to poke the bear. She was trying to get a reaction out of me to know how badly I wanted her. Well, I had no problem showing her. Even the thought of someone else touching what was mine made me want to destroy everything around me.
She looked at me with wide eyes. Waiting.
I climbed on top of the bed and grabbing her hips, I flipped her around. Hooking my hands around her hips, I pulled her so that her ass was on display. When my pre-cum slicked cock rubbed against the soft fabric of her panties she moaned and jutted her round ass out toward me, just fucking begging for more. I gripped my dick and rubbed it against her panties more as she pushed back and tried to take some of me inside of her. What slipped in was still covered by fabric and made even wetter by her aroused state.
"You want me," I growled. "Stop fucking kidding yourself."
"I don't know what you mean," she said as she wiggled her hips against mine. "All I know is someone is really desperate to fuck me after the way I humped him out there."
What a smartass. She loved to fuck with me, but I could give it back as good as I got. I pushed her panties aside and slid my finger over her wet pussy. I twisted the digit back and forth, as she writhed and made little purring sounds. Her walls were like velvet, slick and smooth beneath my touch, waiting to be manipulated.
"Dane," she said throatily. "Put another one in."
I swiped another finger up her slit and stuffed it inside and then another until she was stretched around my fingers. Fluids dripped down my hand to the bed and I swallowed hard at the waste. She looked way too fucking tasty.
I bent down and buried my face between her thighs. From the back, it was easy to get to her. I nipped her soft flesh and trailed my tongue up her skin until my tongue lapped at her. She was sweet on my lips and I groaned as I spread her open and stuck my tongue inside so I could drink as much of her as I could.
"Fuck," I swore. "No one should taste this good."
"Oh God, yes, right there," she cried out as she gripped the bed and rocked her pussy against my mouth.
Her legs trembled in my hands as I tried to hold her still. I pulled my fingers free and watched the way her pussy gaped open ready for me to shove my cock inside of it. I breathed deep and licked the juices off her thigh.
“Go on. I want your cock inside me,” she cried.
"The condoms are at the cottage,” I said. It never even crossed my mind to bring them to the party.
Savannah glanced over her shoulder at me with narrowed eyes. "Fuck it," she hissed. "Just fuck me, anyway."
"What?”
“You’re the only man who’s ever been inside me bare, Dane and I know you’re safe.”
I felt warmth deep inside me. This woman…she did things to me. Things that had nothing to do with sex. “Want to know something? You’re the only woman I went inside with bare too.”
We stared at each other.
“Yeah?” she whispered.
“Yeah,” I replied with a slow smile.
She smiled back. “So are we going to do it or not?”
“Are you protected?" I asked just in case.
She nodded. "The Pill. Trust me I wouldn't be telling you to fuck me if I didn't have protection in place. Now, come on before I lose my damn mind."
That was all I needed to hear. I pushed her panties out of my way and rubbed my dick at her pink entrance. It was heaven to feel her silky heat with bare skin. Slowly, I pushed inside of her.
As inch after inch sank in, she purred and pushed herself back toward me.
My naked cock twitched and pulsed inside of her warmth. She felt so tight around me.
As my fingers traced over her skin, I tried to calm myself down. Thank God, I'd had more than my fair share of alcohol, otherwise, I was sure I would have blown my load immediately. The heat that radiated from her pussy only made it worse as I gripped her ass and spread it open for me.
My words came out as swears as I examined her. I had no idea how many times I could fuck the same person and not grow bored. Before, that had always been a problem. I couldn't find myself turned on at the drop of a hat with most of the women I’d been with. Not like with Savvy.
I licked my middle finger and pressed it against her pretty asshole. It opened for me and spread letting me in a little before the tight ring of muscle resisted the intrusion.
"Has anyone put their dick up your ass before?"
"Ugh…how do you always manage to fi
nd the crudest way to say stuff?"
"And yet, you love it," I said with a laugh. I pulled my finger away, then I leaned down and spat on her entrance. Gently, I pushed my finger back in and she spread a little more. "Has anyone done this to you before?"
“I’ve never let anyone do that,” she admitted.
Unclaimed territory. I felt a surge of possessive instinct flare up inside me. I'd already captured her virginity for myself before anyone else could even think about taking what was mine. Why not grab this one too? I pulled my dick free.
Savannah made a sound of protest. "What are you doing?"
“I’ll be back in a minute. Don’t you dare move out of that position.”
“Hey…” she called but I had already hopped into my pants and was out of the door. I ran to the end of the corridor where the staff staircase was and went down it. It led directly to the kitchen. The kitchen staff looked pretty shocked to see me. Can’t blame them, I was sporting a pretty impressive boner, but I coolly asked them if they had a bottle of olive oil.
“Extra virgin or ordinary,” the Chef asked seriously.
I saw the joke in that. “Only the finest extra virgin, please.”
He handed me a dark green bottle.
I was off running up the wooden staircase. I burst into the room and remembered to lock it again.
Savannah had not moved. She looked at me with a weird expression as I slipped out of my trousers. “What the hell are you doing?”
"Getting you ready." I put the bottle by the bedside, then I gripped her hips and licked her pussy until my tongue was covered in her juices. Once it was coated and slick. I licked upward and lavished her ass with it.
Savannah jolted forward and her legs trembled as I licked and sucked. A high sound of pure pleasure vibrated through her. “Dane," she called.
"Does that feel good?" I asked.
Savannah nodded vigorously. "Hell yeah," she cried hoarsely. "Give me more. I want it."
I stood up and leaned over her. My hand took hers and I placed her hand between her thighs. Once her fingers started rubbing against her clit, she automatically pushed her ass out toward me more. It was all the invitation I needed. I rubbed her pussy before I trailed my finger up towards her ass. Picking up the bottle, I unscrewed it and poured the green oil right on her entrance. Very slowly, I pushed my thumb inside.
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