My trembling finger shot to the side of the bodysuit, pulling the zipper down slowly and letting it fall gracefully to my ankles. I kicked it to the side, only in my heels, just as he requested.
It wasn’t hard to work out a small routine in my head. One I’d learned already. The heels would make it hard, but I could do this.
Opting for something simple and fresh in my mind from the last class, I faced the pole and took a deep breath. Keeping my hands low, remaining fluid and relaxed as my chest rolled, the rest of my body following in a wave.
I walked around the pole sexily, leaning against the cool metal. My eyes zoned in on Sam as I slid up and down, letting my hair whip over my shoulder, giving him the full view, my pussy dripping, and nipples perked.
As my confidence grew, so did my smile as I allowed my feet to guide my movements around the pole.
The heat of the room ignited my body as the lights flickered to the beat drop, further exciting me as Sam bit his lip.
He hadn’t moved since I’d started, aside from when he reached for his pants and pulled his hand back quickly.
Time to take what’s mine.
The heels clicked against the floor, echoing around the space as I made my way over to him.
“No touching, or you won’t feel me clenching around you tonight,” I spoke firmly, my lips parting seductively.
“Fuuuuuuuccckkk.”
My belly tightened when I straddled him, grinding my hips over the top of his clothed erection. There was no talking me off this ledge. My hands moved to his belt, dragging it through the loops and tossing it to the floor. I made a quick play for his zipper and worked his hardened cock out of his pants.
Our eyes locked, and he grinned, licking a trail up the palm of his hand and eagerly stroking his dick.
“Well, what are you waiting for? You want control so bad. Take it.”
He held steady as I lifted myself over him and sank, pushing past the pain of being stretched until I was filled to the brim by him. Fire coursed through my veins when he gripped my waist hard, pulling me down the rest of the way.
No doubt I would have finger-shaped bruises embedded in my hipbone after this. I tipped my head toward the ceiling with a moan and started to ride him, hips slamming against him as I picked up speed.
“Look at how badly you wanted to be a dirty slut tonight,” he purred, gaze darkening as he rolled my nipple between his fingers.
Not five minutes ago, I told him not to touch me, but the fire that blazed in his ice-cold eyes had me rethinking my approach tonight. He was amazing at flipping the tables, and I wanted to see how dominant he could really be. Sam gave me just enough leverage to think I had the upper hand, then ripped the rug from under me with his filthy words.
I stared at him with wide eyes. Sam had such a dirty mouth, and I loved every minute of it.
“I’m willing to bet you’ve thought about us more than you would like to admit. Go on, confess.”
A choked moan left my mouth when he thrusted up into me,the head of his cock brushing against my cervix and eliciting a sharp pain as our bodies met each other rhythmically.
“I thought about you,” I admitted. “Every time he fucked me.”
My mouth hung open, and tears welled in my eyes, a twinge of pleasurable pain shocking my senses as he bit down on the sensitive flesh of my nipple before soothing the area with a flick of his tongue.
“You did? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Show me then. Come all over my cock to the thought that it’s all full circle now.”
My legs quivered, squeezing against his thighs as he laughed and yanked a piece of tinsel from the wall. The pushpins clinked to the floor. A deep possessive rumble came from his chest. Leaning forward, he wrapped the red material around my neck.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
My body jolted forward as he pulled it taut, and I gasped for air. His tone was assertive, dominating, as he spoke, “You remember that night after that party in our dorm? How you laid on my bed, and let me claim every part of you?”
I gasped as he pounded into me with no mercy, black dots flooded my vision as he held me hostage over him, and a tear trailed down my face.
