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“Mm-hmm” he replied to her inattentively as his fingers aggressively tapped on the keys of his desktop, eyes focused on the game he was playing.
She was in the closet adjacent to his bedroom, her clothes slowly taking up the spaces between his clothes. She was telling him about her plans for the evening as she got dressed to meet up with her dance instructor friend at her studio.
“I think I should move out…” She said jokingly when she noticed his unchanging responses. She was now leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.
“Mm-hmm… wait, what?” Confused by what she had said. He paused his game and found her glaring at him, her brow arched in question. His breath hitched when he caught sight of her outfit, snapping him back to reality. She was wearing an aqua green leotard with spaghetti straps, matched with grey sweatpants patterned with green accents on the sides.
He turned his gaming chair towards her direction. He eyed her from head to toe, groaning when his eyes met hers, shifting in his seat from the discomfort of his sudden erection.
She smirked when she noticed him shifting in his chair, “everything okay?”. She suppressed a giggle when she saw his expression, she knew he was turned on.
He let out a cough, blinking rapidly to bring himself back. “You can’t sneak up on me like that.” He crossed his legs to tuck away his hardened cock, his eyes roaming her body.
The aqua green leotard looked great against her porcelain skin. The skin-tight clothing accentuated her figure: tiny waist, flat stomach, and perfectly proportioned breasts. The straps flaunted her defined collarbones. Her neck, long and elegant, though now partially covered with her hair.
As his lustful eyes continued to explore her body while he clenched his jaw, she cleared her throat, “eyes up here”. She said, gesturing to her own eyes, making her way towards him. She sat on his lap, her arm wrapped around his neck, while her other hand was placed atop his chest. He whispered to her, “Wh-- what are you wearing?”
His stare was enough to give her goosebumps, but the feel of his boner against her ass made her core throb. Once she settled on his lap, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her in until her body was pressed against his. Her eyes shifted between his eyes and lips, gulping when she noticed that he kept his stare on her.
He broke his gaze and nuzzled her neck, his hand supporting her neck. She tilted her head back, letting out sighs as his lips trailed kisses from her ears to her collarbone. Remembering her evening plans, she pulled away from his lips, “not now”. He groaned when she moved away from his lap, his erected cock uncomfortable from the loss of touch.
Without fully coming into his senses, he followed her into their closet. He saw her packing a bag, worried if she had taken his response seriously, he came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her stomach. His thumbs rubbed her sides as he rested his chin against her shoulder. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean what I said, I don’t actually want you to move out”, he said with a melancholic tone.
She bursted out laughing, almost shedding tears. She turned in his arms, her hands cupping his cheeks, giggling as he pouted between her hands.
“Calm down, love. I was teasing, you seemed very focused on your game. I’m meeting with my friend, remember?” She pecked his lips and patted his cheeks before returning to her bag, packing a small towel.
“Do you really have to go?” He said with a pout as he tightened his wrap around her waist, his lips trailing its way down her neck.
She let out a moan before she stopped him, “I can’t have marks for my dance class”. She felt bad because she could feel he was hard against her lower back. “I have to go love, my friend is waiting for me downstairs”. She put on a crew neck on top of her leotard before she pecked his lips and winked, “I’ll see you later”.
As she made her way to the door, he leaned against the closet island with his head dropped and sighed. He whispered, “I’ll see you later…”
During her dance class, he had texted her that he was on his way to pick her up. She told him the dance session would last for about two hours. The staff at the studio still recognized him despite wearing his mask and a cap, his figure and eyes couldn’t be missed. He arrived at the studio an hour and a half into the class, he waited and watched her class from a viewing room that had a one-way mirror. He could see her but she couldn’t see him.
His breath hitched for the second time when he saw her clad in that skin-tight fabric that slightly outlined her petite, yet toned body. Her movements were effortlessly graceful as she moved across the dance floor. Her long arms were moving smoothly, it was perfectly coordinated with her body. His eyes focused on her long neck, the sweat perfectly highlighting just the right spots. His stare trailed down to her chest, which was slightly exposed due to the semi-low neckline. Her breasts were slightly pushed up by the lining of the leotard, though he thought they were already perfect, her breasts looked fuller.
He shook his head and cleared his throat to get him out of his trance. He would have to deal with his desires later. He beamed with pride as she continued to dance to the music, she looked the happiest when she did something she loved.
On her way out of the studio, she was conversing with her friend, both were hopeful they will meet again soon since her schedule was less hectic. Her friend stopped in her tracks, looking forward towards the tall figure that was approaching them. She followed her friend’s gaze, he was shyly waving at her, his eyes gave away the huge smile under his mask.
“Oh, looks like I don’t have to drive you home…” Her friend said with a raised eyebrow, letting out giggles that only she could hear.
She rolled her eyes at her friend and slightly whacked her, “I’ll see you soon, don’t make a big deal out of it.”
Her friend left before them, enthusiastically greeting him as she passed by.
She approached him with confusion, “what are you doing here?”
“Hello to you as well,” he said as he wrapped her in his embrace. “I texted you some time ago, but I figured you would be too preoccupied to see my texts.”
“And you suddenly decided to pick me up because?” She asked him for fun, but she knew where things were going.
He slung her bag over his shoulder and grabbed her hand in his, his face flushed from embarrassment. “Yah! What’s wrong with me picking up my girlfriend?” He purposely wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her closer as they walked to his car.
She was so sure they wouldn’t make it to his condo without atleast fucking once in an empty parking lot they would pass by. But to her surprise, he kept quiet for the whole duration of the drive. His free hand just fiddled with hers, his thumb making circles on the back of her hand.
He was also suspiciously quiet as they stood in the elevator on the way up to his unit. His hand on the small of her back, rubbing circles as they both stood in silence.
Once they made it into his unit, as soon as the automated lock beeped, she jumped at the sudden thud her bag made when it fell to the floor.
When she turned around, her eyes met his dark and lecherous stare, her breath caught in her throat. He pushed her back against the wall, he planted his hands to the wall on either side of her body, keeping her between his arms. He just stood there, his glare on her lips then later moving to her eyes. She bit her lip as she caught sight of his eyes. “May I?” He asked. She nodded, slowly, keeping her eyes on his.
He planted a hard, teeth clashing, kiss against her lips, his nose squashed against her cheeks. She tried to return his kiss but he swallowed her, pulling and sucking on her lips. She wrapped her arms behind his neck, her hand combing through his locks, as he continued to devour her lips. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her up to him, her legs wrapping around his waist. He blindly carried her to their bedroom as he continued to nip at her lips, almost falling over when he stepped on one of his dog’s toys. She giggled against his lips when he let out a groan as he tried to recover his balance.
Once he stood in the middle of the room, with her still attached to him, he pulled away from the kiss, both gasping for air. “I need this off of you, now.” He was referring to the pullover she wore on top of her leotard. She couldn’t help but softly giggle when she noticed how impatient he was, “love, calm down.”
His huge hands spanned her tiny waist, his desire-filled eyes on hers, “you teased me before you left, your dance was hypnotizingly graceful, now that we’ve got no plans, I want you.” She once again nodded in silence, her eyes now roaming his face.
He pulled the sweater off of her, his hand gently finding her waist. He looked into her eyes before placing a kiss on her forehead. He trailed kisses down to her nose, then lightly pecked her lips before he nuzzled her neck. She let out a moan when he began to lightly suck on her neck. She gasped when his hands cupped her breast, her hard nipples visible through the light fabric. She felt shivers down her spine as he rubbed his thumbs against her nipples.
His lips made its way down to her collarbones. He traced her collarbone with kisses, lightly sucking on the protruding ends of her clavicle. He extended her arms to her sides, “can you show me the 2nd position in ballet?” She looked at him with amusement, “well someone has been paying extra attention”, she said with a smirk.
She fully extended her arms out to the sides, her slender fingers elegantly pointed, her neck elongated, and her core tight.
He groaned when she did what he asked for, “you look fucking amazing”, he said before letting his fingers lightly brush across her soft, slim arms. His touch sent shivers through her, making her want more of his touch. He noticed her squeezing her thighs. The tingling between her thighs became overwhelming.
He wrapped her arms around his shoulders, his hands cupping her face. “You’re so beautiful.” He pulled away and slowly pulled the straps of her leotard to the sides, “as much as I love seeing you wearing this, I also love seeing you naked.”
He continued to pull on the straps of her leotard until her arms were free. He slowly pulled down the fabric, exposing her breasts, bit by bit, he took her breasts into his mouth and sucked. She tilted her head back in pleasure, letting out a moan as he continued to suck her mounds.
Along with the leotard, he also pulled down her sweatpants. He tossed everything to the side and began frantically undressed himself. As he worked to unbutton his top, she palmed his hard cock before she worked on removing his jeans. He let out a rather loud groan when she continued to fondle with his cock once he was fully unclothed.
He pulled her into him, their skins making a slapping sound when her belly hit the skin of his cock. She lifted herself on her toes to bring her lips to his. This time, it was her who took control of the kiss. She slid her tongue across his bottom lip, pushing its way through his lips, allowing her tongue to entwine with his. He welcomed her tongue's aggressive movements in his mouth, sucking and pulling at every chance.
He palmed her ass and lifted her to him, she anchored herself onto him by wrapping her arms and legs around him. “Keep your hold tight”, he said half-teasing, this was him letting her know he’ll fucked her hard. He held her weight with one arm, his other hand guiding his cock to her cunt. He slid his cock across her slit, smirking when he felt her wetness, moving slowly. She scooted slightly in his arms, trying to get the touch that she longed for.
He lined his cock to her core and slowly pushed into her, both let out a moan as he filled her. He shifted his hold to her ass, moving her entire body up and down to meet his thrusts.
His thrusts were hard from the start, he moved in and out of her fast, her moans ringing in his ears as she nuzzled his neck while he fucked her. He tilted his hand back as he continued his fast strokes, he shifted her entire weight to one arm and used the other arm as support against a nearby furniture.
Her legs unbuckled due to his quick and hard thrusts, he caught one of her legs with his forearm, her other leg now holding her weight. She let out a “FUCK”, when he thrusted upwards into her, hitting her deeper with her now standing split position. With every thrust, he bit his bottom lip, and let out a groan as he watched his cock disappear into her.
As both reached their climax, their moans were clashing with each other’s, skin slapping as he fucked her faster, she nuzzled his shoulder, biting him as the pleasure inside her build. She came first, faltering onto him, moaning against his neck. He continued his thrusts until he followed her pleasure and released inside her.
She tried to bring her leg off his arm, stumbling as she tried to stand on both legs. He caught her by her arms, letting out a drunken smile. While still panting, he pushed her towards the bed, laying her down gently, his finger stroking her soft and round cheeks.
“Dinner?” He asked when he finally caught his breath.
“That should’ve been the first thing you asked when we got home.” She teased, letting out a squeal when he pinched her cheeks.
“What did you expect? You looked sinfully hot in that leotard.” He replied with a smirk, placing a peck on her cheek. “Should I order it in every color?” He wasn’t joking.
She whacked his bare chest, the slapping sound ringing throughout the bedroom, “Yah! I’m never showing myself to you when I’m wearing one. Now let me eat some food!"