My Naughty Seduction at the Party

I Knew What Would Happen When He Followed Me Outside!

The​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌ door closed with a slide behind us, separating the party from our ears by a dull throb, but it didn’t really give us privacy. The balcony was completely open to the city and to the windows lighting up across the street like eyes that didn’t blink. The night air was like a lover’s touch on my skin, cool and sharp. The precursor to my naughty seduction. I walked up to the railing, palms on the cold metal, bringing myself back to the present. He did the same. I can tell how close he was without seeing. I even remember it from the warmth at my back, the way the space behind me got tighter and filled. His hand came to my hip. Not a hesitant one. Not a sorry one. It was a very intentional movement that made my breath catch in my throat before I could control it.

I didn’t flee. On the contrary, I changed position slightly. Just enough for him to feel the curve of me, to let him know I was aware. His fingers separated a little, grip getting stronger as if my body had given him the answer to a question he hadn’t dared to speak out loud. I slowly turned, the railing pressing into my lower back, as I looked at him. The night was his perfect setting, his shoulders and jawline were very defined, his eyes were deeply intense, and he was looking at me in such a way that he made me feel completely vulnerable. Not a single piece of my clothing had to be taken off to feel that ​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌way.

The City Light Illuminated My Naughty Seduction.

He​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌ moved right up to me. His chest grazed mine, just enough contact to electrify my skin. Then my legs gave way a little, and in reaction, his hand at my hip made the grip firmer. Supporting, marking, letting me know he had control. His other hand came down to my waist, thumbs running lightly over the material, not tugging… yet. If he had, the restraint would have been almost more terrible than it was. My breathing became shallow, my chest getting warmer, and my body, without consulting my mind, was leaning against his. He lowered his head, lips brushing my neck. Not a kiss. A promise.

But the heat of my naughty seduction seemed to flow down in a slow, controlled wave. Without thinking, I leaned my head back against the railing, thereby exposing more skin, and I felt his breath becoming heavy. Felt his change as he brought himself even nearer, his body obviously reacting to mine. The contact could not be denied any longer. Firm. Intent.  Meanwhile, I moved my hips forward a little, just slightly. The effect was immediate. His jaw clenched. His hands became even tighter, fingers forcing their way through the fabric, dragging me close to him. The friction was a sharp, breath-stealing thrill that ran throughout my body, and I had to forcibly put my teeth on my lip to stop the letting out of any ​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌sound.

The Rest of the Party Was Oblivious to My Naughty Seduction!

The risk was making everything clearer. I reached back, and my fingers found his wrist. I gently moved his hand to let him know that I was the one who wanted more without actually saying it. He emitted a low sound, a groan and a curse mixed, and that was the end; he smashed whatever little control he had left into two pieces. He held me tighter, fingers dipping into my pants. It was so fierce, so urgent. My body was ready to combust. I shuddered, and I tried to keep it from showing.

Barely moving, small and desperate motions as we tried to conceal my naughty seduction.  His lips were on my shoulder, then my neck. Just enough to leave heat before moving again, as if he was trying to taste and not be seen. I was breathing fast and shallow. Every nerve in my body was like lit. What if somebody came out? Just what if? What if somebody looked up? What if somebody saw how my body leaned into his, the way his hands were holding me as if he had been waiting for too long, and finally stopped resisting? The thought had everything spiraling ​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌faster. Until I was falling apart in his hands.

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