In the club


You’re over the other side of the club, we’re pretending not to know each other, I can tell by the look in your eyes. We do this sometimes, pretend to be strangers and play these little games. I keep on catching you looking at me, just running your eyes up and down my body. I am so thankful for wearing these jeans. I pull my top up a little bit at the front showing a bit of my stomach to everyone. My eyes are trained on you, I see you lick your lips as my fingers graze over my stomach and dip slightly into the waist band of my jeans. I turn my back to you, pushing my arse into your view and I can’t tell whether you’re watching me anymore. I grab the bar guy’s attention and order myself another drink. So, here I am sitting at a bar alone, having a drink, watching people joke with each other, when I spot you. I just glare at people for a few seconds then turn my eyes onto the dance floor to try and forget you’re about. Ataşehir Escort It works for all of a couple of minutes until I recognize your arse swaying in my eye line. I look over to where you were sitting, you’ve left your drink there, obviously thinking you’re not going to be away for long. I finish my drink, gaining the last bit of courage I need to walk over to the dance floor. I push my way through the crowd making my way towards you. I spot you amongst the people, your back’s towards me thankfully. I walk up to you slowly, I reach out and grab your hips, pulling your arse towards my cunt, and you’re grinding into me. I wrap my right arm around you, dragging my fingers up to your collar bone where I scratch hard. I hear you moan lightly over the base of the music, you turn around and see it’s me, there’s shock in your eyes. With my hand that’s still at the base of your neck Ataşehir Escort Bayan I move it round to the back and pull your lips to mine. At first you try to pull away but then you start to grab onto my shirt, pulling me towards you. I force my tongue into your mouth, my nails digging into the back of your neck. Your arms wrap around my back, hands finding my shoulder blades, your fingers digging into my shirt covered skin. I push our way through the crowd, our lips still attached, your hands running all over my back. The back of your thighs hit a table, luckily no one’s sitting at it. I lift your legs up and you sit on the table wrapping your legs around my waist. I attach my lips to your neck, kissing, biting, sucking. They become harder with every surge of need. Your hands have found my arse, your nails digging into my cheeks. You’re panting in my ear, lips brushing my Escort Ataşehir lobe, sending shivers down my back. I lay you back onto the table kissing your collar bone as I do. I pull your t-shirt up slightly, my hands running up and down your sides. Your hands find their way into my hair, you tug at it trying to stop me from my attack on your neck and collar bone. I flip you over onto your stomach on the table, I pull your hips back so your feet can touch the floor. Your arse is there in all its jean covered glory, I give it a quick hard smack, your back arches, pushing your arse towards me for another hit. I grab your hair, pulling it so your back arches more. I lean into you, brushing my lips over the shell of your ear whilst I whisper into your ear, “You like that baby?” You nod your head slightly. I smack your arse again. This time I hear you moan, the sound makes the wetness in my panties grow slightly bigger. I reach my left arm around your waist and undo your jeans, your panting heavier now as I slide my fingers into your underwear. I look around, no one’s watching that I can see, so I pull my hand out and slowly ease your jeans over your hips and half way down your thighs. I push your top up, uncovering your back.

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