Page 7 of Sexy Dirty Fun

“Don’t say anything. I want you too. Like I’ve never wanted anyone else. Since I saw you, it’s you I think of when I’m with other women.”

I was speechless; I couldn’t believe he’d been thinking about me like I had been about him. He had beautiful women at his beck and call so I didn’t think he gave me a second look.

“If I sleep with you, are you going to toss me aside like the other girls you’re with?” I hated how insecure I sounded. I had used guys like I knew he treated women, so why did I care?

He released my arms from above my head and took my chin between my thumb and forefinger. “You aren’t like those girls at all and I would never treat you like that.”

“And you’re never with the same girl twice – your words. So, you want this one night and that’s it?” I asked. Kissing him gave me a high I wasn’t sure I would be able to quit after tonight.

He looked down at my cleavage and I arched my back a little bit, begging for his tongue. “Well, it’s true I never sleep with the same girl twice, but let’s see how tonight goes. Maybe you’ll think I’m terrible and never want to sleep with me again.” He grinned at me and I shook my head.

“Somehow I doubt that.” I put her hands under his t-shirt, rubbing his lower back gently. “I hear what the girls say about you,” I teased.

“Oh really?” He arched an eyebrow at me. “And what is that?”

“Well,” I said and lifted his t-shirt. “Let’s just say you don’t leave a woman unsatisfied.” He helped me pulled it over his head, threw it onto the grass. I released a small sigh of pleasure; he really was a gorgeous specimen of a man. I ran my hands all over his chest, stopping to tease the rings in his nipples until he shivered and grabbed my hands.

“You’re a tease,” he said, “Now it’s your turn.” He took a handful of my dress in his hands and pulled at it.

“Not here,” I whispered and looked around. I wasn’t interested in some quickie with him where anyone could catch us, not this time.

He groaned in frustration and pulled back. “Let’s to go my bus.” He took my hand and reached down to get his t-shirt from the ground. He took off in the direction of the buses, pulling me along behind him so I had to almost jog to keep up with his fast strides.

We stayed away from most of the people. Did he not want anyone to see he was sleeping with me or was he just in a hurry? I decided I didn’t care.

We got to his bus and I was relieved to find that no one was there. I didn’t know if I was ready to face his band right now and honestly, all I wanted to do was feel his naked skin against mine.

We went to the back of the bus to the small room there with the queen size bed. He shut the door behind us and locked the door. He kicked a few bags and clothes out of the way before turning his attention back to me.

“Now, where were we?” He grinned and reached for my dress. “Oh yes, we were getting rid of all of these clothes you have on.”

He grabbed my dress with both hands and pulled it from me so forcefully he almost ripped it. He tossed it aside and looked down at my breasts. I was glad I was wearing my white lacy strapless dress that barely covered my breasts and the matching lace thong. It was innocently wicked looking.

He dipped his head to run his tongue along the valley between my breasts. “Oh Cane,” I sighed and tipped my head back, putting my hands on her shoulders. My nipples were hard peaks of need underneath the cloth, begging for his touch.

He looked up at me. “Tell me you want me, Lindsay,” he whispered.

I moaned and nodded. “Yes,” I said breathlessly. I wanted him more than I wanted anyone.

“Say it.”

I dug her nails into his shoulders and whimpered in frustration. “I want you Cane.”

“Good girl.” He kissed the top of each breast and stood up. “Now get back up on the bed,” he growled.

I turned and slowly climbed onto the bed, making sure to take my time so he could get a good view of my ass. I turned around and propped myself up on the pillows, positioning my legs in a way that he could get a little peek between them.

“Take off your bra,” he said, his voice low and commanding, his eyes hooded with desire.

I reached behind me, again moving slow as I unhooked my bra. I brought my arms back to the front, still holding it against me so he couldn’t see my bare breasts yet. I was a horrible tease and I admit I was pushing him to see how far I could go before he lost all control.

I kept one arm against me while the other reached out and dropped my bra next to the bed.

“Now the panties.” His voice was almost a whisper now. I needed both of my arms to take off my thong, so he finally got a few of my breasts. He moaned and pressed his hand against the front of his jeans, touching his erection.

I hooked my thumbs into the sides of my thong and lifted my hips so I could shimmy them off of me. I was about to toss them near my bra when he reached out and grabbed them from me.

“I’ll take these,” he said and brought them to his nose, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. “Fuck you smell good,” he murmured and shoved the thong into the pocket of his jeans.

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