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“Come for me, Little Doll,” he demands and I grind on his hand, circling my hips like I’m dancing to the beat of my favorite song. Riding this feeling, the bass flows up from the floorboards into my toes and into my body. I feel so high on this. Onhim.
I feel his hot lips on my neck and he sucks gently as if it was his mouth on my clit. His tongue grazes up and down my collar bone and I come undone. Moaning and writhing against him, he nips and bites at my neck. He grabs me by the throat with his free hand and pulls my chin to the side. “I want to see your face as you come on my fingers, Little Doll,” he confesses and kisses my cheek before pulling my mouth to his, swallowing my spirit whole.
My chest rises and falls rapidly as I wonder what the fuck just happened and why I want more. I feel so conflicted between the pleasure experienced and feeling used.
Chapter 6
Ryder
Shelookedsobeautifulas she came on my fingers just now. Her fate was already sealed with me but now there is no escaping it. She let me finger fuck her virgin pussy with everyone around us. So that tells me she wants me just as badly as I want her.
I fix her g-string and dress and she turns to face me. I lean down and kiss her gently. “What was that Ryder? Why did you do that?”
“Simple. Because I wanted to.” I bring my cup to my lips and down the rest of the alcohol in it. “Want another drink?” I ask her and she shakes her head no. I pull her as close to me as I can, palming her ass.
“You can’t.”
“I can’t, what?” I see a speck of fear in her eyes. Good, I will not play, not about her.
“You can’t just do that. You can’t use me and then throw me away like some toy you are bored of. I deserve better. I’m sure girls let you do that all the time, but that isn’t normal for me, Ryder. I don’t just do stuff like that.”
I stare at her intensely for a moment and confess, “You are not a toy I will ever throw away, but you are my Little Doll and you are mine. Trust me when I say this, Krista. I have wanted you for a long time and tonight, I am claiming you.”
She gulps, clearly shocked by my words. “What does that even mean?”
I signal for another drink and when it arrives, I down it in one go. “It means you belong to me. You’re not some throwaway. I want you for good. Forever.” I release her and she stares at me with wide eyes. “Let’s dance.” I hold my hand out to her and she accepts without hesitation.
We make our way to the middle of the dance floor, and she turns around, her ass facing me. I place my hands on either side of her waist, pulling her close. The combination of the disco ball spinning, the music blaring, and the strobe lights makes everything feel heightened.
She sways from left to right as Pitbull’s “Mueve La Cintura” fades in and the crowd goes crazy. Cups are raised and the energy surges through us all in waves. Krista’s hands are in the air as she winds her body up and down, circling her hips as she grinds her ass into me. I push my groin into her, grinding back into her from behind. Her hair sways as she moves her body.
Watching her dance is so fucking captivating. It’s my favorite thing.
Britt and Derek find us in the crowd and she looks at where my hands rest on Krista. She raises one eyebrow and I smirk. Britt knows what’s up. She knows I wouldn’t be wasting my time and what tonight is. She went through this her freshman year when Derek claimed her. She’s a little bit too much fire, but he seems to love it. He already claimed her but what she doesn’t know is that tonight he is proposing.
The song transitions to “Drunk In Love” by Beyoncé, and Britt and Derek join us on the dancefloor.
Chapter 7
Krista
Icanfeelabead of sweat down my back as I slow down and lean back into Ryder. A shot girl passes by, and he stops her, grabbing one off her tray for all of us. We pause to swallow them and put them back on her tray before she scurries off and we continue dancing. I grab Britt’s hand and I bend over, my hands on my knees as I slowly swirl my hips in a figure-8, all over Ryder’s dick. I’m a lightweight so I’m buzzing already. I want more.
Britt’s other hand is in the air as she twists her hips in a figure 8-motion. Derek isn’t dancing like his brother. He has his hands on her waist, admiring her like art.
I love that Ryder is dancing. Definitely unexpected and I couldn’t refuse his offer. The song changes again and “Gasolina” by Daddy Yankee thrums from the sound system. I pull away from everyone and total main character energy radiates from me. This is my fucking song. I must be in a movie now because this feels like a scene straight from one.
The song builds and then the beat drops. I sway and twirl and dip my hips to the rhythm. My hands are raised in the air, one hand moving down in a caressing manner. I look over at Ryder. This ismydomain.
His eyes are filled with lust, his pupils blown as he watches me. Dance is like sex, there is emotion and sexual tension, the build up and the release. I move my hands down my body, over my breasts and down my abdomen as I lower to my heels and bounce my ass.
Ryder bites his lip and I lick mine. Knowing that I’m teasing him, I love it. I have control here, he had it earlier now it’s my turn. I see him adjust himself. Power surges through me, i feel powerful, like a queen, and he is my knight. His eyes never leave me and it’s as if we are the only two people in this room.
I roll my body back up and twirl like a tornado as I turn away from him. Then he grabs my hand and starts to dance with me. Not the bump and grinding but actual dancing. He moves his body and steps around me, spinning me under his arm and then the song shifts again. “El Amante” by Nicky Jam plays and the crowd clears a little since this is a slower one.
“I didn’t know you could dance,” I shout
He passes me behind him and my hand slides across his back as he spins. Grabbing my other hand, he turns me and then pulls my body close. “There are a lot of things you don’t know, Muñeca.”