How to Fuck Me
Date: 6/10/2024,
Categories:
Seduction,
Author: KimmiBeGood
... was grinding on one of the suits. They seemed to have found a rhythm of their own as well.
I tilted my head in their direction. “Why are you not hanging with your pack? They’re quite popular with the…ahem… ladies?”
He flashed me a wide smile. “I like to lead, and thoseladies are too impatient.”
“I was watching and thought they kicked you out.”
He laughed — a deep, hearty laugh that proved infectious. “I kicked myself out, Skylar. I much preferred the beautiful woman in the corner, waiting for… I wasn’t sure for what, but wanted to find out.”
I wasn’t sure how much I wanted to share with him, so I kept my answer simple. “I just wanted to get out and enjoy a drink. That’s all.”
He didn’t look convinced. “Well, I’m glad you came out tonight, whatever your reason. I only came to celebrate a big win at work with the team. We’re doing a pub crawl, and this is our first stop.”
He continued to lead us in a comfortable, quite erotic dance. My hips began to sway as I shifted from foot to foot. He pressed more firmly on my back, drawing me into him. Soon, I felt the warmth of his body through his shirt. And his fingertips found the cutout in the back of my dress. I shivered at his touch and lay my head on his shoulder.Did he just moan? I wasn’t sure but released a satisfied sigh of my own.
He glanced down. Despite the high neck of my navy dress, the clingy fabric couldn’t hide the fullness of my breasts. I definitely heard another moan from him that ...
... time.
“How do you spend your days, Skylar?” he asked, caressing my back while he spoke.
“I work in an art gallery.” Suddenly wanting to impress him, I added, “Actually, I own the gallery.”
“Impressive. Are you an artist?”
“When inspired.”
I’d definitely be sketching him later that night. Anxious to see if I could capture his quiet dominance on paper. It was there, of that I was sure, despite his politeness and soft whispers in my ear while we danced; his firm hand on my back, guiding me, gave him away.
I nuzzled my nose against his neck, enjoying being close to a man again—Reed, in particular.
When the song ended, the band announced a break. He led me back to the booth, holding my hand until I sat down. “May I join you?”
I hesitated to respond, suddenly nervous about where this was going. “Yes, but understand, I’m not sleeping with you tonight.”
He slid into the booth, chuckling. “I understand, and for the record, I wasn’t asking.”
My cheeks burned. “Oh! I’m sorry… I just…”
“It’s okay. I’m sure many men cozy up to you with those hopes.” He reached across the table, grabbed one of my hands, and looked at me with eyes a little too piercing. “Just so you know, I don’t fuck a woman on the first night… if I’m truly interested in her.”
I’m embarrassed that I blushed like a virgin schoolgirl who’d never been complimented before.
I didn’t know what to say next and was relieved when he glanced at my empty drink glass and asked, “May I buy you another drink? ...