Jariana

I didn't see the guys face yet. All I knew was that he was grinding on me in time to the loud club music. And he was damn good at it.

I reached my hand in between him and my ass and palmed him.

"Fuck," he groaned.

I turned around and looked at him for the first time.

He had blue green eyes and a smirk on his face. A dimple covered his right cheek and he was still dancing.

"Lets go back to my place," I suggested.

"Deal."

I led him back to my car and he sat in the passenger seat.

"Whats your name?"

"Ari. Short for Ariana," I answered.

I smiled to myself as he stared at me with a puzzled face.

"Aren't you gonna ask me what my name is?"

"What's your name sweetie?" I asked reaching my hand over the seat to put my hand on his thigh.

"Joey," he gasped.

For the first time I noticed his birtish accent and his 'pretty' brown hair.

"Well, Joey. It seems you have a big problem," I laughed looking at his boner. "Lets take care of it shall we?"

We pulled up to my apartment as he led me with one hand into my own place.

Once we got in I directed him to my bedroom. I shoved him down on the bed as I started slowly unbuttoning his top.

"Fuck Ari," he groaned as I pulled down his pants.

I started kissing his cock while running the tip of my tongue up and down him.

"I need you now!" he growled trying to get me to go down on him.

I laughed as I teased him some more before finally fitting his whole length down my throat and keeping it there for 5 seconds.

"Shit Fuck shit Fuck shit!" he groaned as he came undone.

I swallowed and looked up at him, batting my eyelashes.

"My turn," he growled as he went down on me.

Words cannot describe the way he handled me.

"Fuck!" I screamed as I brought his head closer.

As I came undone he lazily smiled at me and collapsed next to me.

After a few seconds he grabbed my hand.

"What are you doing?" I removed my hand unfamiliar with the gesture.

"Sorry," he muttered.

I fuck guys. That's all I do. I'm not looking for a boyfriend or some shit.

"Round two?"