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his kiss,
his touch and his lips, like an ice cube on a hot summer’s day.
    Dorian Black was kissing
me!
    His rich tongue eased
into my mouth, forcing my lips open as he gripped the back of my neck in a
strong hold. I let out a moan as I gave into his every want -- his every
desire. I know he didn’t really answer any of my questions, but he was too
perfect to resist.
    Absently, I dropped the
glass of champagne as he gripped onto my hips, urging me to straddle his lap
and lift up my dress.
    I obliged. What else
could I do?
    His fingers ran up and
down my smooth thighs, pushing the dress up farther and farther until my legs
were spread wide, my lace panties on display just for him. He plucked at the
material, rubbing it under his scorching hands until I writhed beneath him, my
breath catching in my throat.
    “You really don’t want
to be here?” he groaned, rubbing the rough edge of his cheek across my heaving
cleavage.
    “I don’t know, Mr.
Black,” I mumbled, unable to focus on anything but the hungry passion of my
body.
    “Hmm,” he said, his lips
kissing my ample chest. Pulling the dress down, my breasts popped free and he
engulfed the left nipple with his teeth and tongue. The sharp pain of each
bite, the tingling delight of his suckling, made it impossible to think of
anything else.
    I gripped onto his head
and ran my fingers through the smooth black waves, urging him closer to my lust
ridden flesh.
    The bulge of his cock
pressed into my wet sex, the thin material hardly holding back the thick
pounding muscle he hid. Without a word, he pulled my panties aside and slipped
a finger over my clit, teasing it into a state of unbelievable arousal.
    My whole body sang with
the pleasure of his touch, his lips and hands assaulting me like nothing I’d
ever felt before. But it still wasn’t enough. Not when I wanted him inside me --
his thick heat filling me to the brim.
    Steeling my nerves, I
reached down and rubbed my hand over the fat head of his concealed member, blindly
searching for his zipper.
    He groaned. His face
still buried in my chest, and the unshaven edges of his cheeks rough against my
smooth skin. Then he looked up at me, his eyes hardly visible in the darkness
of the limo.
    “Do you belong to me,
Alicia?” he asked in a gruff whisper.
    “Yes,” I answered
immediately, without a moment of hesitation.
    He kissed me again, his
mouth attacking mine with the same exhilaration that pumped through my veins.
    I’m not sure how he did
it, but he shifted his weight and suddenly his body was on top of mine, the
limo’s leather seat slick against my back. His lips peppered my thighs with
kisses as he pulled down my panties, already dripping with need for him. Then
he gripped my ripe flesh, squeezing it between his fingers right before he
pulled back a hand and swatted me on my bare ass cheek.
    My whole world narrowed
to that moment. The burning sting of his hand colliding with my enlivened body.
I twisted my hips, turning over so he could do whatever he liked to my naughty
bottom. At that moment I no longer cared what happened just as long as he was
the one doing it.
    Another spank ignited my
flesh. And another. And another.
    I gasped at each one.
The electrifying moment of pain and pleasure titillating my body into a flurry
of lust I’d never known.
    “Do you want me to fuck
you now?” he growled.
    “Yes,” I moaned,
wiggling my ass. I never talked like that -- never squirmed with overwhelming
desire like I did at that moment. The leather seat stuck to my cheek, my head
pressed into the material at an odd angle, but I didn’t care -- not if he was
going to give himself to me.
    Then the thick heat of
his cock pressed against my sex, forcing its way inside with deliberate ease.
My fingers gripped onto the seat just as he grabbed onto my hips.
    He thrust slowly at
first -- the fat head nudging against an intense bundle of nerves my vibrator
could never reach. I bit my lip, trying not to scream at each