Take Me in the Shadows

Serena

I strolled out onto the dance floor, leaving my friends by the bar and making sure I headed for a corner so I was hidden from Evan’s view.

I needed to cool down—figuratively, at least, because the dance floor was full of people—before I started flirting with anyone.

All my talking about having sex with Evan had wound me up to the point I was ready to go home with the first guy who hit on me. But I was a little more careful than that, so I had to settle for dancing.

Someone bumped into me, so I spun around to make sure no one was hurt when I saw Evan stalking toward me, determination in his eyes.

I felt like he was a predator and I was his prey. My traitorous body clenched at the sight of him.

One large hand grabbed my hip and pulled me toward him as our bodies swayed to the beat of the hip-hop song playing.

His muscles were hard and so was his cock that dug into my pelvis as I once again breathed in his smell.

This was doing the opposite of calming my body down. My nipples pebbled and my pussy clenched.

“You got yourself a deal,” he said, his mouth next to my ear.

“Deal?” I asked, my cheek on his so he could hear me. “You’re going to leave so I can find someone to fuck me?”

He used his free hand to grip the back of my hair. “No. I’m going to be the one to fuck you.”

I shivered and pushed my palms underneath his black T-shirt. His skin was hot and smooth under my fingertips.

“How do I know this isn’t some trick? You’ll get me to leave with you, and then you’ll take me to my hotel to drop me off. And leave me wanting,” I said as I shamelessly rubbed my pussy against his dick.

Rather than answer me, he directed me backward, into the corner until my back hit the wall. The lights were angled over our heads, shining out into the crowd, leaving us hidden in the shadows. Despite being surrounded by people, it felt like we were alone.

Evan was still clutching my hair, and I stared into his eyes, daring him to take this further. He ran his other hand down my ass and lifted my leg to rest on his hip before sliding back up my thigh, under my dress, and in between my legs.

When he found the wet crotch of my thong, his nostrils flared.

I barely got a smirk out, feeling satisfied with surprising him, when he pushed my panties aside and shoved two fingers into me, one-upping me.

I closed my eyes. This was better than any fantasy I’d had about him. I rotated my hips over his hand, but he pulled on my scalp and gently shook my head until my lids popped open.

“My hand is already soaked and I have yet to make you come. Should I let you climax here, surrounded by all these people, or should I make you wait?” he asked, his voice low and commanding in my ear.

My hands grasped his neck and I dug my nails in as he stroked me. “Please don’t make me wait.” I didn’t care about anyone but the two of us. “It feels so good.”

He growled. “Yeah, but my cock would feel even better.”

He was right.

I cupped his crotch. His dick was long and thick, and I saw no reason to wait. I was frenzied and out of control, and I had never done anything like this but I had to have him. This could be my only chance.

I attacked the front of his jeans until his shaft sprung out of its confines and into my waiting hand. He was heavy and growing larger. I could barely wrap my whole fist around his dick. My pussy tightened as the thought of him being inside me, stretching me.

“Serena,” he demanded, his voice tight. “What are you doing?”

I licked the shell of his ear. “This.” I leaned my head back as far as his grip would allow so I could meet his gaze as I lifted the front of my dress, arched my leg higher, and thrust him inside me.

Immediately, I stiffened as I exploded, and my pussy contracted around his dick. Thankfully, the music was blaring, and no one heard my cries of pleasure.

Except for Evan, who had wrapped his arms around my waist to lift me higher. Holding our bodies tight, he pounded into me as I held onto him. He pushed in deep and ground his hips in the perfect rhythm that hit my G-spot and clit relentlessly. And that was enough for me.

A second orgasm hit me at full force, and my legs shook around Evan’s hips. He shoved his thickness into me one last time until he jerked inside me. I swore I felt his hot seed fill me up.

His shoulders, which had stiffened under me, loosened as his body relaxed from his climax.

“You’re right. Your cock does feel better,” I panted. My inner muscles were still pulsing.

“You got that right. And your cunt is the best goddamn thing I’ve felt all year.”

I squeezed his dick with my inner muscles just to hear him groan.

His fist was in my hair again as he yanked my head back. “Now that you know I’m telling you the truth, here’s how it’s going to go. I’m going to leave your sweet heat, we’re going to straighten our clothes, and head for the front. You can tell your friends goodbye as we leave, and then I’m taking you back to my place for the night where I’m going to spend the rest of the time buried deep inside.” He smirked. “Consider the sore pussy you’ll be taking home tomorrow a souvenir from me.”