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"Want you to see us, baby girl." Gently, he turned her head to the side toward the mirrors that lined the back of the dance class. Following where Silas was already looking, Natasha let out a moan. The sight of them fucking on the floor greeted her. The sight of Silas' big body, muscles flexing and coiling displayed to her in its entirety as he moved over her, was enough to push her over the edge once more, and she came with a strangled moan.
"That's my girl," Silas moaned against her neck as she let out a choked sob beneath him, her hands gripping his body tightly, hips flexed up against his. She flexed her feet where they were locked around him and gasped, sinking back against the wood floor. Silas slipped his arms under her, hugging her body to him as he snapped his hips, fucking her through her orgasm. "God," he gasped. "You feel amazing."
"Harder." Natasha dug her nails into his skin and opened her eyes, finally able to focus on the beautiful man above her. Silas wrapped his arms around her and yanked her possessively against his chest, and she let out a happy sigh of pleasure. This was precisely where she wanted to be. Reaching out, she trailed a hand through his blond hair. She could tell by his breathing and the fact that his hips had lost all semblance of a pattern that he was close.
"Baby, m'gonna..." He was gasping now, a sheen of sweat on his handsome features. "…gonna come."
"Come in me. I want it," Natasha whispered in his ear, her lips and tongue skimming the sensitive skin there. Silas let out a growl, his teeth flashed, and then he was biting her on her shoulder as his hips began to slam erratically against hers now. He threw his head back in ecstasy, his mouth open as he gasped, "Baby girl." His head fell forward against her forehead as he orgasmed. "That was amazing." Silas blinked at her, his blue eyes looked dazed, his body clenched tight and breath coming out in short puffs against her skin.
Natasha leaned up and kissed him gently. "Beyond amazing." They held each other tightly, hands languidly moving over the other one as they laughed together and shared tender kisses. Silas pulled away from her and helped her dress before he put his own clothing back on. He grabbed her hand and tugged her behind him toward the front of the school.
"Come on," he said with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Where are we going?" Natasha asked. The afterglow of their lovemaking made the world around her look magical. She took in a deep breath as she locked up the school and looked around at the night sky above them. Everything was beautiful to her, and at that moment, she would have followed Silas anywhere if he had asked.
"Bed," Silas answered, giving her cheek a quick peck. "A real bed, where I can take my time with you."
"Again?" Natasha perked up, her fingers clenching at his.
Silas laughed and gave her ass a squeeze as they hurried around the corner toward her row house. "Not just again, but what's the plural for again?"
"All night?" Natasha asked with a hopeful grin.
"That. Yes, that. All night." Silas kissed her neck and held her hand as they walked up to her front steps. "All night, my sweet girl."
