An Undeniable Attraction \\ Part 2

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“Whataya mean?” she whispered, her hands readjusting her slightly hiked skirt. I bobbed my head in the direction of her staring mother. Juliana slowly looked over her shoulder then back at me. “Don’t worry,” she sighed, “Just keep dancing.””She’s going to fucking kill me,” I whispered as I began to sway my hips to the music. Jules shook her head, “Just keep dancing. She won’t suspect a thing.””Are you sure?” I murmured, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her into my chest. I could feel her hips slowly swaying with mine. Her thighs would seldom brush over the thick bulge in my jeans, making it ever more difficult to kill my hard-on. “Stop doing that,” I whispered into her ear.”What?” her dark eyes looked up at me, round and confused. “I’m fucking hard and you’re just making it worse,” I growled. Jules pulled her attention away from my eyes and cautiously glanced down at the tent that had form in the front of my jeans. She noticed the wet spot that marked where my dick slipped out tiny beads of pre-cum and another were her juices had tattooed. With a soft smirk spread across her luscious lips, she looked up—seemingly proud of what she had caused. “You look…big,” she giggled, her eyes squinting as her cheeks rose with her smile. I chuckled at her words and the almost innocent expression on her face. Then, I bit my lip and leaned into her ear, “I can show you it, if you want.”Jules’s head jerked away, her dark eyes meeting my green ones anxiously. “What?” she muttered, still swaying her hips. “Do you almanbahis want to see it?””Um,” she bit her lip as uncertainty sank into the pit of her stomach. “Come on,” I growled sensuously in her ear as I watched her mother walk back to my dad, “I know you’re curious.””I am, but…,” she looked around at everyone.”I’ll meet you in the bathroom. Go,” I whispered. My arm uncoiled from her waist as she slowly backed away. Her stilettos then clicked away as she smoothly and discreetly made her way into the bathroom. I praised the heavens that the place was dimly lit, for I was still standing proud against the zipper of my jeans. With the same discretion as Juliana, I made my way back to my seat, where I sat for a few minutes before drifting off to meet her in the bathroom. Being that the banquet hall was small, there were only two bathrooms in the place. One for each respected gender. Almost certain that she hid in the female’s restroom, I turned the knob to find it locked. “Almost done,” she hollered from behind the door. I knocked on the door, rasping, “It’s me,” lowly. The wooden door swung open and I carefully looked around before gliding through the door. Inside, I flicked the lock on the door and pulled the girl into my chest. My lips instantly caught hers between them. She groaned softly, grimacing at the still lingering flavor of beer on my tongue and lips, but didn’t pull away. Her tiny hands caught onto the front of my shirt and pulled me tighter against her hungry body. I cooly wrapped my fingers almanbahis yeni giriş around her right wrist, pulling her hand off and guiding it south to the still throbbing rock in my jeans. As her hand cupped over the thick bulge, she pulled her delectable lips away from mine. Her forehead pressed against my chin as she watched my hand guide hers along the meat shaft. “Ou,” she whispered in a moan as her brows pushed together and her hand felt the twitch of my cock. I let her dwell on the newly discovered curiosity for the male anatomy and my lips played softly over the soft skin on her delicate neck. Juliana tilted her head to the side to give me better access. Immediately, my lips took the alabaster skin between them and tugged gently. A low, sensuous, and meek whimper cut through her throat as her eyes closed in bliss. Loosening my lips’ hold, her skin snapped back into place before I left a wet peck on it. My lips continued their newly accustomed routine of peck and tug, peck and tug, while Jules’ hand clamped down around my pipe.It felt amazing…a tease, you can say, but I needed more. I needed skin on skin. I needed her soft hand to grope me viciously and pump me until I came all over her dress and thighs. My hands snuck between our bodies, quickly popping the button of my jeans open and unzipping them. My right hand then grabbed her thin wrist again and guided her hand into my soldier’s home. “Oh, fuck,” I hissed as she softly locked her fingers around the meaty prong. Jules straightened almanbahis giriş her neck to better look down at what she was doing. Through the material sheathing my dick, she could see her hand moving slowly. It outlined her movements, which awed her completely. “Y-You are big,” she muttered as she ran her hand along its length. I tilted my head back against the wall and shut my eyes as she furthered examined the tool. I let her play with it for a moment—letting her fingers trace over the probing veins, toy with the moisture that seeped through the slit on the tip of my dick, and gawk at how stiff it had become. Then, I pushed my pants and boxer briefs down, giving her better access to her first cock. “Oh God,” she whispered as her virgin eyes rounded. “Keep stroking it,” I groaned as her hand stopped, “Fuck.”My hand quickly met down with her still one, wrapping around it and instructing her hand to move. After several forced pumps, she caught on and worked her tiny fist along my painfully throbbing dick. With each simple stroke came a groan. With each groan came another stroke…and the cycle continued. “Faster,” I muttered, pulling my head off the wall and looking down at her inexperienced, but hard working hand. Jules tried to quicken her pace, but her tiring wrist soon gave out on her. She switched hands and continued her assault. Soon enough, she was heaving for air—her body tiring from what she was doing. I knotted my left hand into the back of her head and roughly pulled her forward to my lips. The kiss was dangerously sinful, but completely fulfilling. My tongue probed into her mouth and she graciously accepted the slick invader. Another moan rippled through her throat and tickled my tongue as she pressed her thighs together tightly.

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