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‘What?’
‘You heard me.’
My first instinct is to remind him I’m not twelve, but as his hand slides around my waist like a tangling vine I find myself melting into him.
‘Look around sweet Sadie. Do you think anyone will pay attention?’
Those in front are either watching or getting a little handsy, the sound of the woman’s cries of agony and ecstasy a backdrop to their lust.
Her toes curl as she prepares for her next thrust, and just as I had in the kitchen, she pushes upwards with the blow, easing the pressure by pressing her pussy against the hard edge.
I feel wet and heavy and desperate for relief, and I’m both shamed and excited at the thought of Will touching me. Without thinking about it deliberately, I slip my fingers under my dress and slip my panties off.
‘Sweet Sadie,’ Will praises, coming to stand behind me. I curl my fingers over the chair in front, grateful for the height and the things that it hides.
‘Watch them,’ he whispers, pushing his rigid cock into me. I feel conflicted—does he know? I swallow over my need of him as he slides his hands down the front of my thighs, beginning to lift my dress.
Cool air hits my pussy as the woman’s moans reach a crescendo. Will puts his hand over my chest, feeling my breath halt as my heart thunders beneath his hand. He slides his palm down, cupping my breast, my nipple pebbling under the attentions of his thumb, my head turning just a fraction to see if we’ve garnered any attention.
Of course, we haven’t. A little over clothing tit feel isn’t anyone’s idea of exciting here. Except for me. With him.
My whole body trembles as he presses his lips to my neck.
‘Are you wet?’
I nod.
‘Could you see yourself there on stage. They’d worship you, if only you’d let them.’
A surge of pure ecstasy floods my veins, his softly spoken words and the accompanying images, an aphrodisiac like nothing else. I make a sound that isn’t approval but not exactly a denial as his rubs his hardness against the bare cheeks of my ass.
Could I do it? Could I see myself up there? The avid eyes watching me take what Will wishes to give?
‘I want to tear you away from her and I want to debase you right here.’
‘How deeply are you into this kind of stuff?’ My voice is soft, my tone tentative, my eyes unable to meet his the full way as I turn my head.
‘I like a little power play,’ he admits quietly. ‘But I’m not interested in the lifestyle or a full power exchange.’
‘I have no idea what that even means,’ I say, turning back.
The red head is loosening his jeans.My god, he’s going to fuck her right here.
‘Yes, while we all watch.’
Wills fingers skim my pussy—one swipe against my slit. My legs almost give way, though I lift my hand from the chair in front, wrapping it around his wrist.
‘Don’t.’
‘But that’s what you stayed here for,’ his bedroom voice whispers.
‘I did but, now I don’t.’
‘It’s a paradox.’ His tone holds an edge of taunt. ‘You came here not just because it was the opposite of whatIwanted, but also because you were curious. I can see that now’
‘You’re wrong,’ I whisper, pulling away.
Turning away.
