body against the window, his fingers entering her. “You act like you don’t care, but you want to be noticed, don’t you? Poor girl never got enough of her father’s attention.”
Vi pushes back against his hard cock. “I didn’t come here to be analyzed. We can fuck or I can leave,” she warns, her voice husky with desire. She doesn’t want to leave just yet though. His fingers gliding over her clit keep her in place.
He laughs and pulls her head back by her hair, his lips covering every inch of her neck. “It’s even better this way, isn’t it? All our shit just out there, the fears that separate us from everyone else. This is intimacy.”
Vi pulls her arms free. “Clearly we have different goals.” She bends down to gather her clothes.
In one swift move, he lifts Vi and wraps her legs around his waist. “Fine, we’ll do it your way.”
He buries his long, hard cock into her, groaning the deeper he goes. “This is what you want?”
Vi doesn’t answer aloud, but it’s exactly what she wants, what she imagined it would be. Her body moves with him in perfect rhythm. Each thrust is taking her to another place. She feels herself stepping outside of her body. She’s there, but not quite fully, keeping a part of herself hidden.
Her stomach muscles begin to clench, the pull inside of her is almost too much now. He surprises her by pulling out and carrying her to the sofa, lying her on her back with her left leg folded in front. He bends down and kisses her cunt, while working over his hard shaft. She opens her mouth to speak but lets out a loud cry when he pulls and sucks her clit so hard her orgasm nearly threatens to overtake her. She delights in the love juices around his mouth as he brings it up to her lips to devour them. Tasting her wanting on his tongue begins to send her over the edge as he pushes his cock back inside her.
He’s inside her even deeper than before. There’s no thinking anymore. It’s pure pleasure, total ecstasy for both of them. He pistons his hips back and forth as her cunt muscles begin to tighten around his shaft. “That’s right,” he grunts, looking into her eyes.
Vi shuts them, not wanting that intimate connection with him. Her orgasm begins to take hold, her muscles pulling and quivering with his final thrusts. Finally, he stills, pouring himself into her.
Sweat covers their bodies as he collapses next to her on the sofa. When their breathing becomes even, he turns his head and asks, “Are you ever going to tell me your first name?”
Chapter 7
“Miss me today?” He asks.
Vi sits down on the bench to remove her pointe shoes. “Not particularly,” she replies unconvincingly. Over the past week, they’d made it a habit to hook up after dance class. She isn’t usually one to establish any kind of fuck routine, but he’s made it worth her while, every time. Even she had to admit to herself, some exceptions are worth making.
However, yesterday and today he didn’t show up for class. By the beginning of this morning’s class, Vi had decided it was time to forget about him.
He lowers himself to the floor to unlace her other shoe. “Since you must know, I was vacating my sublet.”
“I didn’t ask.”
He smiles, handing Vi her shoe. “No, but I know a part of you is curious, Violet.”
“How did you get my name?” Vi asks, peeling the tape off her toes.
He shrugs. “There’s a girl at the desk who has a crush on me. I just had to ask her nicely. ”
There’s that smile again , Vi observes. It’s a knowing, mischievous smile, but has a bit of boyish innocence that makes it extremely sexy.
“Well, now that you know my name, we should probably stop fucking.” Vi picks up her bag and heads toward the door, not bothering to change out of her dance clothes.
“Why would you say that?” He asks, allowing the door to slam behind them, leaving them alone in the stairwell.
“First you want to know my name, then where I live or what I do. Those