Page 105 of Powerful Deception

Her bottom is released from between her teeth and she gives me a bright smile. “I’m more than okay with that.”

It’s the smile she gives me that has me leaning in and taking her lips with mine.

With no hesitation, I bend down and place my lips against hers.

Every part of her mouth is sweet as my tongue mingles with hers and I swallow every single moan that she releases.

I bring her body closer to mine and dig my fingers into the fabric of the dress, wishing she wasn’t wearing it.

My fingers travel to the hem of the dress and drag it up until her ass is exposed.

Before I can order for Arianna to get on her knees and let me fuck her mouth, she pulls away.

“Want to know a secret?” She asks, her voice having a hint of mischief.

“Not really,” I say, digging my fingers deeper into her flesh to drive the point. “But tell me your damn secret.”

The mischief grows as she reaches up until her lips are almost touching my ear.

Her voice is almost a whisper and if I’m suite wasn’t soundproof, I wouldn’t be able to hear.

“The day of the interview, I went home and stripped and danced as if you were still in the room. Then as I swayed my hips with no clothes on, just my boots, I played with my pussy. Thinking about you and only you.”

Her words are a purr and they quickly travel all the way to my cock, making me rock hard.

My hands are still on her body, still digging into her skin, possibly marking her, but I don’t care. I will mark her however she will let me. Because she’s mine. Mine to claim. Mine to fuck anywhere I want. All fucking mine.

With my cock still pulsing at her words, I let go of her ass and take a step back. Instantly her eyes go wide as if she thinks I’m walking away from her.

I’m not, but I do have a plan. Letting my hands drop from her body, I step away from her fully, keeping her gaze as I move to the leather couch.

Arianna’s eyebrows bunch up in confusion as I take a seat and get comfortable. When she opens her mouth, about to speak, but I stop her.

“Show me.” I order, my arms going to the back of the couch.

“Excuse me?” She asks, her bottom lip going between her teeth again.

“Show me. Show me how you dance for me that night. Show me how you touched that sweet cunt. Show me.”

My dick is getting harder the more I think about her naked and dancing to music. I’m almost leaking out pre-cum when I picture her hip swaying and her fingers sliding against her folds.

Hopefully, that image will become a reality.

“Here?” She says, looking towards the glass window that overlooks everything.

“They can’t see up here. And what better place to strip than in a strip club. So, show me.”

Arianna comes closer but doesn’t move to remove her dress. “There’s no music.”

Without saying a word or taking my eyes off her, I reach for the remote sitting next to me. Pushing a few of the buttons, music comes flowing through.

A small smile forms on her lips and without another order, she starts to sway her hips.

I watch every one of her movements. I watch as she closes her eyes and lets the music take over her body.

I watch as her hand lands on the tiny strap of her dress and she slides it down.

I watch as she pushes the strap down until her tits are out in the open much like our first meeting.

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