Watching You Pt 02

Watching You: Part 2

Walking into Veros tonight, I am a jittery, anxious mess. I have been replaying my night with Billy all week. The first couple of days, I had that delicious ache between my legs that can only be caused by an incredible fuck. When I closed my eyes, I could feel his lips and hands on me. The small taste of him that I got hasn't left my tongue. I have been counting down the days until I could return to the club to do it all over again. Walking through the door though, I'm nervous. What if he doesn't show? What if he was only saying what he thought I wanted to hear? He's a famous adult content creator for god's sake. He can have any woman he wanted, and any woman would be stupid to turn him down. It was probably naïve of me to get my hopes up.

The bass is bumping, the lights are flashing, but I am numb to it all for the first time. All I can focus on is finding him. I consider heading straight to the VIP section to see if he's there, but there's no point, I don't have a proper pass. Instead, I head straight to the bar. I stop dead in my tracks when I see that Billy is propped up on a stool with my two shots of tequila ready in front of him. He's staring straight at me with that signature smirk on his face. He's probably been watching me this whole time.

"Billy..." I hesitate. "Hi! You came." I say, stepping up to him so that my hip brushes his left leg. My body instantly lights up.

He furrows his eyebrows and thins his lips.

God those lips!

"Sam. You seem surprised," he growls.

I giggle nervously. "I uh... well I.."

He doesn't even let me finish my stammering before he has my wrist in his hand dragging me behind him, up the stairs to the VIP section. He pulls me into the room, slamming the door behind us before pushing me up against it. His lips crash against mine and they feel even better than I remember. Our hands are all over each other. He's breathless and panting as he breaks the kiss.

"Were you not listening to me last week when I said I had to make you mine? Did you think I was joking?" he growls against my lips, his body tense.

I have to fight to keep the moan down that's dying to escape. Possessive Billy is out to play, and my body likes it a lot. "No, I was...I just.."

Before I can finish, he interrupts me again. "You just what? You didn't believe me? I guess I'm going to have to prove it to you." His lips collide with mine again. Kissing and nipping and sucking. He runs his hands down to grasp my ass and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his hips, and I am instantly met with the feeling of his hard cock between my legs. The moan finally escapes, and he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue against mine. I suck on it a little and he groans into my mouth.

My back is met with the cold glass of the window that over looks the dance floor. Its such a contrast to my heated skin. It causes me to arch into him, rubbing my breasts against his chest. My body slides down his and my feet hit the floor as he gently places me back down. He bends his head kissing and nipping his way down my neck and breasts, sucking my hard nipple into his mouth through the fabric of my shirt before removing it and moving lower.

He lands on his knees in front of me and it's a fucking site to see this sexy, dominant man on his knees for me. He undoes my jeans and pulls them down, along with my thong and tosses them somewhere behind him. He nips at my hip before standing back up and spinning me to face the window. "Hands against the glass baby girl." I immediately do what he says. I feel his fingers along my spine, the palm of his hand landing in between my shoulder blades, putting pressure there so I bend over. My ass is now on full display for him. I hear him groan behind me. "I didn't get enough time to worship this pussy and ass the way they deserve last week. Maybe after that, you'll believe me."

My head falls forward on a moan, my hair curtaining my face. I feel the sharp sting of his hand followed by pure heat on each cheek of my ass.

Oh, fuck yes!!

I press my forehead into the cool glass, trying to cool down my overheating body. My nipples are tight and aching. My pussy and thighs are soaked already.

"You okay with this, baby girl?" I barely hear him ask his question behind me. I am perfect, but I am finding it hard to think straight let alone find words with the control he's taking over my body. I feel his fingers reach into my hair, wrapping it in his fist as he pulls me up against him, my back arching, my breasts pointing skyward. I am panting. "Answer me baby or I stop everything." His gravelly demand washes over me.

"Ooh, yes Daddy. Please, don't stop!!!" I mewl.

He kisses my temple, and I can feel him smirk against me. "Good girl," he says into my ear.

He releases my hair, and my body falls forward again, having no strength to stay up right on my own. He lands two more spanks on each cheek, and I revel in the white hot, tingling feeling they leave behind. I feel him drop down to his knees behind me. He places tender kisses to each cheek, such a contrast to the spanks he just gave me. "Mmmm. Your ass looks so good marked with my handprints baby. Spread your legs for me," he demands. I do as I'm told. "Wider." He slaps my thigh and I whimper.

I spread my legs wider for him. He runs his hand up my thigh and rubs his finger along my soaked pussy. He chuckles. "So needy baby girl. You're dripping for me. You like when I spank your ass?"

My eyes are clenched shut, my lower lip is tucked between my top and bottom teeth. My breaths are coming in heavy. "Yes, Daddy," I moan.

Without wasting another second, he brings his head down, burying it in my ass and wraps his luscious lips around my clit. My head whips back, my back arches, pushing my pussy further into his face behind me. I immediately bring a hand to his head as a silent prayer to never stop. His beard scrapes against my skin and it only adds to the pleasure. I feel his tongue circle my clit before he flattens it and slides it to my entrance, teasing me there. "Your pussy tastes so fucking good baby. I knew it would."

He buries his face back into my pussy, fucking me with his tongue as he wraps his hands around my thick thighs, digging his fingers into them. I know there will be crescent shaped bruises there tomorrow, but I welcome them. It will be such a turn on to be able to look at them for days after this knowing who put them there. Billy lifts his head only slightly, "Fuck! These thighs baby and this

fucking ass

!" he turns his head and bites into my right ass cheek. A rush of wetness floods my pussy. He chuckles and I feel it vibrate against me. "Judging by how much wetter you just got, I think you like me leaving my mark on you."

I quickly and eagerly nod my head. "Yes Billy! I fucking love it!"

I am desperate to get his mouth back on me. I impatiently push my hips back to meet his mouth again. Before I can make contact, he pulls back. "You want my mouth back on your clit baby?" he teases. Even without looking at him, I can tell he has a smug smirk on his face. I groan in frustration and nod. "Use your words," he demands. He leaves a trail of small, barely-there kisses around my pussy, never landing where I need him most.

"Pleaaase Billy! I need your mouth back on me. Fuck! You're making me feel so good! Please!" I need to be back in his warm mouth, having his tongue expertly move over me like this isn't the first time he's done this to me. I will beg all night if I have to.

"You are so fucking beautiful when you beg for me" he says as he dives back in, flicking his tongue up and down against my clit. I whimper out my thank you. "I love the sounds you make for me baby." Two fingers enter my pussy, joining his mouth, moving inside of me, doing what mine never could. He's moving them perfectly, hooking them just right. Between the spanking, his tongue and his fingers, my orgasm is fast approaching. I feel the fluttering of my walls around his fingers. My moans are getting louder. My pants coming in quicker. I am pulling on his hair so hard I am surprised I'm not ripping it out.

"Are you going to come for me baby? I can feel your pussy getting tighter." He dips down to take another suck of my now pulsing clit. "Get louder for me baby. I know you are about to fucking come. Come all over my mouth and fingers. I want to see you squirt." His head falls back down and latches onto my clit. Sucking it and moving his tongue with perfect pace and pressure. "Come for me. Come for me" he chants. He's fucking begging me to come. Like it's all he needs to fill his pleasure as well. Like he's in awe of this moment.

His fingers are pressing hard into my G-Spot and I know this is going to be the most explosive orgasm I have ever had. The moment his teeth graze over my clit, I detonate. Clit pulsing, pussy clenching, thighs trembling. I'm squirting my release all over his face. I am screaming his name and he never faulters. "Yes baby, yesssss!" he encourages, licking up every drop of my come like he was put on this earth to do this single thing. He continues to lick me slower and slower bringing me back to this plane of the existence. I slowly start to register him gently kissing his way back up my body. My legs feel like jello, I don't even know how I'm standing up right now.

He scoops me up, carrying me bridal style to the couch, cradling me in his lap. He pushes my hair out of my face. "You did so well baby girl." he says before kissing me gently. I moan against his mouth as I dart my tongue out to taste myself on his tongue. He groans at my actions. "That's so fucking sexy, baby girl. You are so beautiful when you come and you screamed so well for me. Do you believe me now?"

I whimper at his words. His praise and dirty mouth never cease to do incredibly naughty things to my body. "Yes. I do. Thank you, Daddy. For everything."

It's silent for a while as I process everything that just happened and exactly what it means. This night didn't go at all like I expected. It was better. I blush and look to the window overlooking the dance floor. "Could they see us?"

His eyes follow to where I'm looking. I feel him shake his head as he runs his hands over my thighs. "No, it's one way glass," he states.

I pout. "Oh, too bad. It made me really hot thinking that at any second anyone could look up and see me."

I feel his dick getting even harder beneath me as I squirm on top of him. "Fuck baby girl, you just keep getting better and better."

I smile at him. "You aren't the only one that likes being watched, Daddy."