The Dancer and the suit. (Closed)

"What makes it so surprising is that there aren't many women who drink it. Most women drink margaritas, or fancy martinis, or cosmos... stuff like that."

He downed his bourbon without taking his eyes off of her.

"You, however, are not like other women."
 
Oh don't get me wrong I enjoy margaritas also but... Bourbon is my first love. Anyways. I thought quick would be better.

She pulled him close as she led him out of the club.
 
"There are some things that quick is better for... and others where it is not."

He was happy to walk out of the club with her. Yes, there were quite a few guys shooting daggers at him with their eyes. That was just jealousy. Yes, he was leaving with the hottest girl in the club.
 
She got the car and smiled turning and pressing her back to him linking her hands in his as she moved their hands to the top of the car door "trapping" herself between him and the car. Her hips press back against him.
 
He pressed his hips to her.... his cock pushing against her tight ass.

Fitz kissed her neck.. nibbling lightly.
 
She whimpered much like she had during his "attack" earlier in the club.

What do you want... suit.
 
She bit her lower lip and pressing back just a little to try and open the car door.
 
He kept his body pressed to hers; not allowing her to open the car door. He ground his hips to her hard.

"You know you have been such a BAD influence on me."
 
"You love it, don't you? You love the fact that some suit came into your club and now you have him wrapped around your finger."

He freed his hands from hers and slid them down her body... brushing over her breasts before moving down to the hem of her dress. He slid her dress up a little, and allowed his fingers to move over the soft skin of her inner thighs.
 
She pressed back against him. Her hand moving to his thigh with a whimpered.

Yeah... You like being wrapped around the little finger of some stripper don't you baby?
 
"As long as it is your finger that I am wrapped around."

Fitz spun her around and pressed her back against the car door with his body. His hands moved to her tits and he caressed them through her dress.

Then he stepped back.

"Not here in the parking lot of your club."
 
She stared deep into his eyes.

Okay... Let's go.
 
* He stared at her.. maintaining her glare.*

"I do not want your reputation at your club tarnished. I just want you*
 
Well then... Legs to home then

She smiled. Most probably would have pressed further. He truly was different and she had to admit she was talking for him
 
*They climbed into the car. His hand immediately went to her thigh. he caressed it lightly.. his fingertips brushing her inner thigh.*

"I hope I didn't just disappoint you."
 
*He smiled*

"That makes me happy. I do not want to disappoint you in any way"

*sliding his hand higher up her thigh*
 
If you start that we may have to find a nice secluded place for you to finish what you started in the parking lot.

She purred.
 
*He did not continue to move his hand higher, nor did he remove his hand*

There will be plenty of time for that whenever you want it Natalia
 
What no secluded spot overlooking a lake on a night like this? It can be pretty hot.

She taunted
 
"If you have a spot overlooking the lake, then why aren't we heading there?"

His hand slid up her thigh and brushed across her lips.
 
Who said we weren't.

She winked and moved her hand to caress his crotch.
 
He was amazed at how much he wanted her. He was almost like a teenager who couldn't get enough of the girl he had for the first time. There was something about Natalia that made him want her... in every possible way.... in any possible place.

"You are just full of surprises, Beautiful."
 
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