Becoming His Collection by Haley Monroe

Author:Haley Monroe [Monroe, Haley]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

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Miranda’s cries fade in the distance as Jacob leads me towards the dance floor. The crowd has grown since we first strolled across the sparkling floor and now bodies writhe together with the beat of the music choosing how they move. I’m caught up in the magic of it and pull Jacob to a stop in the center. He glances over his shoulder, his features are sharper here under the strobe lights and my toes curl in my ballet flats.

“One song?” I yell and his sexy mouth twitches.

“Only one.” He agrees and pulls my body toward his. I twirl with a happy squeal and press my ass to his crotch. His chin rests on my shoulder as I sway and grind. I roll my body against his, feeling his cock stir under my ministrations. “I’m going to fuck your ass for this.” His words are hot as they find my ear.

The idea of taking him in my ass makes me nervous as much as it thrills me. I enjoyed when he fucked me there with his beaded anal wand, but that thing was so small compared to his fat cock. Fat and long. I’ll never be able to take him there, not without a warm up. My head lolls back and I look up at the night sky through the sky lights above.

Stars twinkle down at me and crazy beams of light dance across my vision from the projectors above. Jacob’s hands settle on my waist and we move together. The songs rhythm is steady and easy for us to move to, slow and sexy. A song written just for making love and that’s what it feels like we’re doing.

He holds me from behind, his hands now smoothing up my flat stomach to tease the under sides of my breasts with his breath in my ear and my heart beating with his. I close my eyes and savor the magic.

He doesn’t speak again, not until the song comes to an end and a much harsher beat takes its place. Holding me like he is, his hips shove me forward toward the stairs near the coat closet. When we get there, he releases me and I walk up the first flight of stairs. “Which room would you like to play in, kitten?”

“Whichever you like, Daddy.” At the top of the stairs is another bar, all of the seating around the railing is filled with people peeping over the edge to watch the scenes around the dance floor. I’m a little surprised when Jacob walks to the bar and orders two bottles of water and a vodka tonic. When the drinks are ready, he places the bottles of water under his arm and hands the mixed drink to me.

“Drink up, kitten.” He grins. “We have much work to do.”

“I’m not that nervous.” I lift the drink and tip it slightly for him to look at. “I don’t need this.”

“It’s not for your nerves my dear, it’s to help you relax so I can fit all of my fat dick in that pretty fucking asshole of yours.

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