Page 13 of Dreaming

Nodding, she whispered, “Yes.”

“Good. I want your pussy dripping for me so I can lick away every drop.” Panting against him, her legs felt weak. He kissed her again and pulled back to stare at her. “Shall we dance some more?”

“No.” Intimate situations always made her nervous and unsure of herself. Dennis made her feel brave and she didn’t know why. “We should go.”

The sentence was barely out of her mouth before he was half-carrying her off the dance floor. Placing her coat around her, he guided her rapidly from the building. At his car, he turned, pressed her against it, and pinned her there with his body.

It was impossible to hold back her sounds of need. He palmed the cheek of her ass under her dress and cupped her breast as he devoured her mouth.

She didn’t realize she’d lifted her knee to his hip, her foot around the back of his thigh, until she rocked herself against the hard bulge of his cock.

His entire body jerked and he stared at her with a smile. “You make me come before you and I’ll spank your glorious ass.”

Dazed, shaking, she managed, “I don’t…is that punishment? I’m not sure. I’m not sure about anything anymore.”

Then she remembered how it felt with Dennis behind her, fucking her, his big hands all over her, and she wanted more. He held her against his car, his eyes on her face, and rotated his hips against her. Her brain stumbled, her breath caught, and she came.

In a parking lot.

From dry humping.

She dropped her head back and he didn’t stop moving as he rubbed her through a climax she was certain no other man could have given her. Exhaling roughly, going limp as it let her go, she stared up at him.

“If I don’t taste you…” His voice trailed away and the hand on her ass moved between her legs from behind, slipped under her panties, and two fingers stroked inside her. “Soaked for me. Fucking dripping.” A muffled sound of pain left his throat. “I want you riding my mouth.”

He ate at her lips while his fingers moved inside her. Her breathing sped up and he shook his head.

“The next time you come will be on my face.” Pulling his fingers free, he sucked them with a long groan while he held her gaze. “All over my face, Nia.”

Closing her in his car, she tried to breathe normally and couldn’t. He sped from the parking lot as she seriously considered giving a man road head.

A grown ass woman thinking about sucking cock on the highway. She didn’t even recognize herself anymore.

They passed the exit to her house and she looked at him.

Dennis tightened his hand on top of hers where it rested on his thigh. “I invaded your home. I invite you to invade mine this time.”

Through a security gate, he waved at the all-night guard. Going too fast through the development, he turned into the driveway of an ultra-modern steel and glass house.

Opening his garage door, he parked inside and wasted no time getting out as it lowered behind them.

The moment Nia was out of the car, he picked her up and walked rapidly to the door leading inside. His brightly lit kitchen was as far as they got before he placed her on her feet.

He bent to remove her shoes. Carefully unzipping her dress, he pulled it over her head and dropped it on the floor.

Moaning as he took her in, he shrugged his jacket off his shoulders and tossed it away, obviously uncaring where it landed. He lifted Nia to a tall bar stool as he went to one knee in front of her.

Pressing his face to the lace of her panties, he sucked her swollen lips through them as he loosened his tie.

Nia gripped the bar top with one hand and the back of the stool with the other. Only the tips of her toes on one foot were able to touch the floor.

She had no clue what to do.

One hand pulled her panties to the side as Dennis worked to unbutton his shirt. As his mouth settled fully over her visibly slick pussy, he moaned and pulled more forcefully at his clothes. Two buttons popped off and ricocheted somewhere in the room.

He gave up on undressing as he dragged her panties off her legs and pushed his tongue as far inside as he could get it. His fingers rubbed over her aching clit.

Shaking so hard she worried about falling, Nia moaned his name. He stood, fucked her own flavor into her mouth from his tongue, and picked her up again.