Fighting to Be Free
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“Sure, why not.” I looked at him through my eyelashes, flirting my ass off.
He grinned and took my hand, and pulled me close to his back, as he started to weave through the crowd. I could smell his aftershave, he smelt amazing and I wanted to be closer to get a better smell.
We made it to the packed dance floor and started dancing. I looked him over while we danced, he had on low slung ripped jeans and a checked red shirt, that he wore slightly open at the top and bottom, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. I felt someone dancing close to me from behind, Jamie reached out his hands putting them on my hips, pulling me forwards into his body as we continued to dance. He looked slightly pissed off so I glanced back to see another guy dancing behind me, checking me out. I looked back to Jamie, wow the pissed off look suits him.
The song changed and I couldn’t help it I loved this song, I started dancing properly, I was grinding into him and swaying my hips, my chest rubbing against his. He put his arms around me and I felt him slip one of them down onto my ass. I bent my head forwards and brought it close to his neck breathing in his delicious smell, my God what is that smell? It’s incredible.
I could feel him getting aroused against me and damn it was making me so hot for him that I wanted to rip his clothes off there and then. I pulled back to look at him, his face was inches from mine and he was so sexy I thought I must have been dreaming.
He bent his head and brushed his lips against mine gently, so gently that if I hadn’t seen him do it, I would have said he didn’t. He pulled back slightly and looked at me as if waiting for my permission to continue, lust was written clear across his face. My body was burning at the thought of it and my God I wanted him. I rubbed my hands up his hard chest and slipped them round his neck, his short hair felt like silk as I rubbed my hand over it. He shivered slightly and I smiled as I pulled his mouth down to mine.
As his lips touched mine I felt something deep in my stomach, it was a longing, a burning need and it was spreading to every part of my body. He traced his tongue along my bottom lip slowly, asking for entrance. I gladly opened my mouth, he slipped his tongue in and massaged mine, it was demanding, masterful and sexy as hell. If I wasn’t hot for him before, I definitely was now.
He pulled out of the kiss too soon, making me whimper, “Wanna go somewhere?” he asked huskily.
Oh my god, he’s asking if I want to go have and sex with him! I only broke up with my possessive, controlling boyfriend yesterday, I can’t go have a one night stand with a sexy ass stranger. Can I? I bit my lip as I wrestled with my slutty side that was fighting to break free.
He seemed to sense my indecision and shook his head, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked,” he said, smiling apologetically, looking nervous.
He brought his head down and kissed me again, tangling his hands in my hair as he pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss. My body was on fire and my slutty side won. I pulled out of the kiss and grabbed his hand. As I started walking towards the exit, I pulled out my phone from my cle**age and dialled Stacy. I knew she’d answer, we always put our phones down our tops when we go out, that way even though you won’t hear, it you’ll feel it vibrate if we needed to call each other or something.
“Hey girl, where are you?” I heard her shout through the phone.
“I’m leaving, I’ll see you later. Stay with the girls, Stace, and don’t drive for goodness sake,” I said loudly, so she’d hear me.
“You’re leaving? With that sexy ass boy?” she shouted, sounding shocked. Actually, I was shocked I was doing it.
“Yeah, I’ll call you later.” I grinned, excitement bubbling over.
I felt his hand tighten around mine as he pulled me to a stop by the coat desk, handing over his ticket, the lady gave him a black leather jacket. “You have one?” he asked, pointing to the desk. I shook my head making him frown, he turned and started leading me towards the exit again.
“That boy is totally fine,” Stacey cooed, I could just imagine her face as she said it and I grinned,
“You’re absolutely right there. Look, I gotta go, be safe, love ya,” I said, as I followed him out into the cold night.
He slipped his jacket around my shoulders and I smiled gratefully, he pulled me towards a taxi cab stand. “Can we go to yours?” he asked, as he pulled me close and starting to rub my arms, trying to keep me warm.
I shook my head, “Can’t, I have a little sister,” I said, desperately trying to think of somewhere. He looked thoughtful for a few seconds then he cringed slightly.
“We can go to mine, but it’s really not a nice place. I mean, it’s a bedsit, I’ve only been there for a week.” He shrugged, looking a mixture between embarrassed and uncomfortable.
“That’s ok, whatever.” I pulled him to me and kissed him again. He trailed his hand down my back over my hips, onto my naked thigh, before coming back up again under my dress, so his hand was resting on my ass. He moaned in the back of his throat and the sound drove me crazy, I wrapped my arms around him tight and kissed him hungrily.
A cab pulled up and he opened the door for me to get in, “Oh shit, I don’t have anything, you have anything?” he asked.
“Anything? Like what a STD or something?” I asked, a little shocked that he would ask that.
“A condom,” he said grinning at me trying not to laugh. I burst out laughing and blushed, holy crap that‘s embarrassing.
“Right, well no, I don’t have ANYTHING,” I said making emphasis around the last word, giving it a double meaning. He laughed too and shook his head before leaning and saying something to the driver.
He grinned and took my hand, and pulled me close to his back, as he started to weave through the crowd. I could smell his aftershave, he smelt amazing and I wanted to be closer to get a better smell.
We made it to the packed dance floor and started dancing. I looked him over while we danced, he had on low slung ripped jeans and a checked red shirt, that he wore slightly open at the top and bottom, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. I felt someone dancing close to me from behind, Jamie reached out his hands putting them on my hips, pulling me forwards into his body as we continued to dance. He looked slightly pissed off so I glanced back to see another guy dancing behind me, checking me out. I looked back to Jamie, wow the pissed off look suits him.
The song changed and I couldn’t help it I loved this song, I started dancing properly, I was grinding into him and swaying my hips, my chest rubbing against his. He put his arms around me and I felt him slip one of them down onto my ass. I bent my head forwards and brought it close to his neck breathing in his delicious smell, my God what is that smell? It’s incredible.
I could feel him getting aroused against me and damn it was making me so hot for him that I wanted to rip his clothes off there and then. I pulled back to look at him, his face was inches from mine and he was so sexy I thought I must have been dreaming.
He bent his head and brushed his lips against mine gently, so gently that if I hadn’t seen him do it, I would have said he didn’t. He pulled back slightly and looked at me as if waiting for my permission to continue, lust was written clear across his face. My body was burning at the thought of it and my God I wanted him. I rubbed my hands up his hard chest and slipped them round his neck, his short hair felt like silk as I rubbed my hand over it. He shivered slightly and I smiled as I pulled his mouth down to mine.
As his lips touched mine I felt something deep in my stomach, it was a longing, a burning need and it was spreading to every part of my body. He traced his tongue along my bottom lip slowly, asking for entrance. I gladly opened my mouth, he slipped his tongue in and massaged mine, it was demanding, masterful and sexy as hell. If I wasn’t hot for him before, I definitely was now.
He pulled out of the kiss too soon, making me whimper, “Wanna go somewhere?” he asked huskily.
Oh my god, he’s asking if I want to go have and sex with him! I only broke up with my possessive, controlling boyfriend yesterday, I can’t go have a one night stand with a sexy ass stranger. Can I? I bit my lip as I wrestled with my slutty side that was fighting to break free.
He seemed to sense my indecision and shook his head, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked,” he said, smiling apologetically, looking nervous.
He brought his head down and kissed me again, tangling his hands in my hair as he pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss. My body was on fire and my slutty side won. I pulled out of the kiss and grabbed his hand. As I started walking towards the exit, I pulled out my phone from my cle**age and dialled Stacy. I knew she’d answer, we always put our phones down our tops when we go out, that way even though you won’t hear, it you’ll feel it vibrate if we needed to call each other or something.
“Hey girl, where are you?” I heard her shout through the phone.
“I’m leaving, I’ll see you later. Stay with the girls, Stace, and don’t drive for goodness sake,” I said loudly, so she’d hear me.
“You’re leaving? With that sexy ass boy?” she shouted, sounding shocked. Actually, I was shocked I was doing it.
“Yeah, I’ll call you later.” I grinned, excitement bubbling over.
I felt his hand tighten around mine as he pulled me to a stop by the coat desk, handing over his ticket, the lady gave him a black leather jacket. “You have one?” he asked, pointing to the desk. I shook my head making him frown, he turned and started leading me towards the exit again.
“That boy is totally fine,” Stacey cooed, I could just imagine her face as she said it and I grinned,
“You’re absolutely right there. Look, I gotta go, be safe, love ya,” I said, as I followed him out into the cold night.
He slipped his jacket around my shoulders and I smiled gratefully, he pulled me towards a taxi cab stand. “Can we go to yours?” he asked, as he pulled me close and starting to rub my arms, trying to keep me warm.
I shook my head, “Can’t, I have a little sister,” I said, desperately trying to think of somewhere. He looked thoughtful for a few seconds then he cringed slightly.
“We can go to mine, but it’s really not a nice place. I mean, it’s a bedsit, I’ve only been there for a week.” He shrugged, looking a mixture between embarrassed and uncomfortable.
“That’s ok, whatever.” I pulled him to me and kissed him again. He trailed his hand down my back over my hips, onto my naked thigh, before coming back up again under my dress, so his hand was resting on my ass. He moaned in the back of his throat and the sound drove me crazy, I wrapped my arms around him tight and kissed him hungrily.
A cab pulled up and he opened the door for me to get in, “Oh shit, I don’t have anything, you have anything?” he asked.
“Anything? Like what a STD or something?” I asked, a little shocked that he would ask that.
“A condom,” he said grinning at me trying not to laugh. I burst out laughing and blushed, holy crap that‘s embarrassing.
“Right, well no, I don’t have ANYTHING,” I said making emphasis around the last word, giving it a double meaning. He laughed too and shook his head before leaning and saying something to the driver.
