WRONG
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Scene: Initiation
Expected Release: August-September
Snippet:
His hands get busy as he starts to unbuckle his belt. "C'mere" Drac beckons to me with an unshakable stare. His dark brows along with his eyes create a mischievous combination that kind of just holds me hostage as their mesmerized slave.
The sound of one of the men flicking a lighter open backhands me out of my lusty trance. I whip my head around to see Tee and he's lighting a blunt. He cocks a smokey brow, as if to ask me 'What're you waiting for? He called you' and then he looks over at Drac and smirks, telling me that they're both sharing the same thought.
What in the mother of fucks is this supposed to be?
I voice my uncertainty. Or rather, I ask him bluntly. "You don't expect me to suck you off in front of all your criminal friends do you now, Drac?" I look around the room for emphasis and pull my jacket closer together, suddenly feeling exposed in this room with what looks to be about 13 men. They all but take offense as most of them look smug about something I have absolutely no idea about, but I don't need to because I'm getting out of here.
"Because then I'd question if you're fucking crazy or not and I'd like to think you aren't."
His brows shoot up in mock offensiveness as he unzips his pants, the sound alone puts me on edge. "I don't want you to suck me, Robin. Not in front of all my criminal friends" He tilts his chin up as he leans back in his chair, seemingly getting comfortable as he waits for me to do what he just asked me to. "I want you to fuck me."
My eyes widen dramatically as I regard him with an unbelievable stare. Then I laugh. I bark out a laugh so loud, I think I might have surprised the men or just convinced them I'm crazy, either way, they probably didn't expect it. I try to compose myself but its hard since I can't stop laughing " Are you... are you for fucking real?" I ask incredulously as I wipe a tear from the corner of my eye. I'm pretty sure he's high and he's forgotten who he's talking to.
Either that or he's pulling my g-string.
I've never switched from humor to fear in just a matter of seconds before, but when I see the ill-natured look on Drac's face, that's exactly what happened. My humor falls and it's replaced with something else, something he put there. He's not joking. Not even fucking close. What's even worse is that with that dark look he's giving me, I feel wrong, like I'm defying him.
I feel like I should be doing exactly what he says.
I'm not sure the second I made the decision to walk over to Drac but that's what I'm doing, making my way over to him. My high heels clopping along the marble floor with each step, a loud reminder that I'm actually doing this. I come to a stand still inches in front of him as I hesitantly turn around to look at the criminals, all of them work with Drac. I've dedicated my life to putting men like them behind bars but here I am about to do the unthinkable.
I'm still waiting for my rationality to kick in.
Drac doesn't let me dwell on the thought as he grabs onto my hip, squeezing me to the point where I yelp. His other hand lands on my opposite side as he tugs me to him causing both my hands to land on his shoulder to maintain my balance. He doesn't look up at me, his hands just venture to the hem of my skirt as he gives it a quick tug upwards, exposing me to all these men and I gasp. I shove at his shoulders and he drags me forward, my legs instinctively widen so I can land safety on his lap.
"Drac! What the hell!?"
His hand instantly flies up to my face as he grips my chin, squeezing my jaws together, successfully silencing me "Robin," He looks up and gives me his dark eyes. "Why don't you just shut up." He nods once, a silent question that asks if I understand.
I'm beginning to hate my rationality for not showing up yet and I despise my lust for making me nod, telling him yes. I try to turn around to look at the men but Drac tightens his hold on my face, inching close as he uses the tip of his tongue to lick my puckered lips. Oddly enough, just the contact of his tongue, even in this odd restricted trap, has my pussy clenching.
He releases me and I lick my lips, anxious to taste him. I try to adjust in this position and pull down my skirt while I'm straddling him, squirming a bit to get it done. I feel his warm hands on my naked ass as he grips into them and grinds me against his hardness, torturously deep and hard, making sure I feel it through his jeans. I moan from sweet friction, forgetting for a second that we're not alone. Am I really about to let this happen?
Drac spanks my ass, hard, and simultaneously grinds me against his erection, stealing another moan from me as he watches my parted lips intently. He moves to pull out his erection and I watch in hungry anticipation as he strokes his thick curved cock. A delicious drop of pre-cum right at the tip, just begging for me taste it. I bite my lip, feeling so fucking dirty with my thoughts. He pulls my trapped lip from under my teeth as he moves in to suck on my bottom lip, slipping his tongue inside and teasing me with his tongue ring, depending the kiss and owning my mouth as he tilts his head to claim me deeper. I moan at the back of my throat, loving how amazing kissing him feels as I tangle my hands in his hair. He pulls my jacket off my shoulders and it falls to the floor. He hooks a finger at the front of my spaghetti strapped blouse and tugs the thin fabric down, along with my lacey bra before he sucks on my perky nipple, latching on as his warm palm envelopes my other breast. I arch my back and press deeper into him, releasing a shuddering breath when I feel his cool tongue ring circling around my beaded nipple.
"Mmmh, Drac."
"Who's pussy, Robin?" He demands in a deep voice as he breaks the kiss. His hand finds my hip and he raises me up a bit. I feel his knuckle brush against my wet clit as he shifts my panties to the side and I suck in an audible breath. "Who owns this pussy?" He urges, and I feel him rubbing the tip of his shaft faster against my sensitive core. He feels my pussy clenching and he stops instantly, knowing I could cum from this alone, refusing me to let me until I give in.
"Drac" I press down to urge him inside me but he holds me in place.
"Louder, they didn't hear." He says with a cock of his brow, his eyes looking like the darker side of the moon.
The equivalent of a bucket of ice water being thrown on my pussy pulls me out of the moment. They! What's wrong with me? How could I get so lost in what he's doing, knowing all of them are watching? Possibly thinking I'm a whore they can take turns with.
"Shit." I curse harshly under my breath. I don't know Drac very well. In fact I don't know him at-fucking-all but here I was about to fuck him in front of 13 criminals who could do whatever they want with me and no one would ever know because I'm sure they'd kill me after.
That's All... For Now
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