Page 31 of Hidden Sacrifice
“Someone seems to be having a good time,” I quipped back as I gathered the courage to turn in my partner’s arms. He had emerald, green eyes visible just beneath the tips of his silver-white hair. Thank fuck he was hot.
His lips turned into a smile as he looked down at me. His hands came together at the small of my back. We still swayed together as the rest of the patrons jumped around to the upbeat song.
“But are you happy?” His eyes shined with something mischievous as his gaze settled on my mouth.
I bit my lip playfully, flirting with him, “happier now, I would say.” I let my eyes travel down his body. His shirt was made of fishnet with large holes torn into it. Tattoos peeked out from his muscular chest.
“Maybe you would like to get some fresh air with me,” he suggested, looking towards the front door.
I nodded and let him pull me back out of the club. The cool night air hit my face and cooled my skin. The once beautiful tendrils of hair were now slick with sweat as they stuck to my face. I hadn’t realized how hot it was in there.
People were standing around the building, most with cigarettes in hand as they grouped in small bands to chat idly.
“How about a walk?” he suggested, seeing that others were about.
I looked down pointedly at my bare feet.
“Don’t worry, pet, we won’t go very far,” he said.
Fuck it, why not? I let him lead me around to the side of the club, a narrow passage that could fit a few cars next to the adjacent building. Thunder clapped overhead, and I turned up, watching as clouds darkened the night sky. They slowly sucked away all the last remaining shreds of light.
A drop of water splashed against my cheek, running down my face like a tear. Another drop landed on my chest, running down between the valley of my breasts over my golden tattoo. My skin welcomed the refreshing drops as they started to fall faster and faster until we were in the middle of a downpour. Neither of us moved as we stood facing each other in the dark alley.
A bubble of laughter tumbled free from me as my arms swung out wide as I danced in the rain. I kept my gaze on him the entire time, experiencing the moment with him as he watched me with hooded eyes. His rain-soaked hair dripped excess down his face, and his chest moved with his deep breaths. He looked ready to pounce.
Suddenly, he moved toward me, and I laughed as I turned and ran deeper into the ally, passing in front of a car in the narrow space between it and the brick wall. The guy caught up to me, sliding across the hood effortlessly before pushing my shoulder so hard I slammed my back into the bricks.
The rough movement cut my skin slightly, and my skin burned as rainwater washed the wounds. He had me caged in with his arms. His breath was still coming in heavy pants, but now it passed over my face, and I could practically taste his raw desire for me.
My hands flew around his neck, pulling him to me in a hungry, desperate kiss. His hand moved to my waist, pulling me into his hard body while his other hand grabbed the tendrils at the back of my head. I wrapped one leg around his waist, allowing him to grind his hard cock against me.
His lips left mine as his tongue ventured lower, licking rain and sweat from my throat as he pressed me hard against the wall.
“You’re so fucking delicious, Fox,” he muttered against my neck.
The cold air hit my nipples as he moved the fabric away from my breasts, exposing them fully. Warm wet heat soothed one as he descended on it, sucking it into his mouth as his hand cupped the other. He alternated between them, biting and sucking on them before giving them additional attention.
The heel of my foot dug into his back, attempting to pull him in closer to me so I could rub against his hard cock. Every move I made rubbed against the rough brick, cutting me more.
His eyes glanced up at me, shining with amusement as he slowly licked the tip of my nipple, never breaking his gaze. I didn’t even know his name.
Grabbing me by the thighs, he pulled me up so my legs wrapped around his waist. I missed the hard bulge of his cock to rub against.
He moved us to the side, stepping in front of a red sports car. Leaning me back against the wall again, he flipped the hem of my dress up to reveal my black lace panties. His finger ran across the lace, pressing the material against my sensitive skin.
“Should have put you in tights,” he mumbled, his gaze never leaving the apex of my thighs. His finger hooked my underwear, pulling it to the side to reveal myself to him. Delicately he ran one digit across my slit, mixing my wet heat with the cool rainwater as it dropped between us.
The sensations were too much and not enough as I pushed my bare skin harder into the rough brick with a groan.
“Patience, Fox,” he laughed out, continuing his feather-light assault on my pussy. His fingers slid up and down, gliding across my clit before trailing down and circling back up. It was maddening.
My hips squirmed as I fought for more pressure.
His finger slipped downward again, this time pushing into me. Desperately, I clenched around him as his thumb swept up to rub circles on my clit. My mouth fell open as I closed my eyes, leaning back against the wall. I felt him draw nearer before he bit my bottom lip softly, kissing me slowly. His hand worked me over even faster.
Tumbles of breathy moans escaped me as he swallowed them with his kiss. My body somehow no longer belonged to me, seemingly created just for him to use.
“Feet on the car, Fox, hold yourself up,” he said, breaking away from the kiss. My mind was clouded over as I processed his request. He held me stable enough to lean against the wall and put both of my feet down on the car’s hood. My skin seemed to bond with the metal despite the slick rain.
