Page 19 of Shame Me
Holy shit. What had gotten into me?
I blamed the effects of the drug. That had to be it.
As if touching the front of his jeans were a signal, he slid several fingers down my crack and wiggled them against my pussy. I gasped, but he didn’t know it as his mouth was on my neck again. Now desperate, I unzipped his jeans and felt for his cock.
Stop thinking about Zack.
Just like me, his dick was oozing fluid—and that was because of me. Suddenly, I felt empowered, feminine…and hungry. I wanted to beg him to fuck me, because my underside was throbbing with what felt like an ancient ache.
Without warning, he bent down to pull my panties off. Then he stood and lifted one of my legs at the knees. Pushing me back against the wall again, he kissed me with force as he touched me between the legs with his other hand. There was no stopping the groan that flew from my mouth into his.
What the fuck was he doing?
Oh, God. It felt amazing as he moved his finger against me. I technically knew that he’d found my clit and I nearly froze as he worked his magic.
But then he stopped and pulled his cock out of his jeans where I’d left it. Although I was feeling inhibited, I had a little presence of mind before he shoved himself inside me. “Do you have a condom?”
“Oh…yeah.”
As he pulled one out of his pocket and ripped the packet open before rolling it on his dick, I had to remind myself again:stop thinking about Zack.
Soon, Grey was inside me, holding one of my legs up again under the knee, and he wouldn’t stop talking. “Oh, shit, baby. You’re so fucking tight.”
I said something, but I didn’t know what—because that magic he’d performed earlier had stopped. What he was doing right now didn’t hurt necessarily, but he was right. It was a tight fit, reminding me that this was only the second time I’d ever had sex.
“Jesus, babe. You are so fucking hot.”
I tried closing my eyes, trying to get lost in the act but all I could do was remind myself to stop thinking about Zack.
Obviously, it didn’t work.
I knew the instant he hit his climax, because he started grunting to the beat of the music, drilling himself into me with the same rhythm until he came to a complete stop.
“Holy fuck…Dani. You are amazing.”
He kissed me once more as if he really meant it.
But I knew he didn’t…because I didn’t either.
It wasn’t long before we were back in the lounge and I realized I wasn’t wearing my panties.
It was then that the drug actually hit me. I’d thought I was already high, but how stupid I’d been. Now I felt more relaxed than I’d ever felt in my life then and, just a few minutes later, I was so glad I was in a room with all these wonderful people. They’d all come to see our music and appreciate everything the earth had to offer. Feeling aroused again, I looked around for Grey, hoping I could talk him into fucking me in the bathroom one more time.
But he was nowhere to be seen.
Feeling like a permanent smile was plastered on my face, I started walking around, looking for him. As I approached the dance floor with all the lights and what looked like an ocean of bodies, I knew I could sense him there.
And I was going to find him.
“Here she is,” I heard a voice behind me…a voice I should know. Maybe it was Grey.
But I turned around to find Braden.
“Hey.”
“We’re leaving.”
“Leaving? We just got here.”
