Prologue

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I wanted him badly, so badly in bed with me, that I couldnt hold it back.
A thin crimson dress with a side-cut to my upper thigh gave him full access; and the fucking bastard didn't miss the chance to touch me. When he took me in his arms; he moved slowly from the centre of the stage at the corner. Yet we were surrounded by the people; while we were swaying to the slow beats of music, people came and greeted him and he replied, look at his audacity, look at the nerves he got. While talking to others his hands were on my butt, where he got the chance to play with my panty line. Oh God! I can feel the bulge, this temptation for him, would be my death.
Get it together bitch, even devil wouldn't know my desire for him.
Slowly his hands crept forward and he started fiddling with the cut on my dress, I turned a lil towards my right and his hand came in contact with my skin, just an inch above my mound.
Oh sweet love, holy hell!!!
His touch on my skin leaves a goosebumps all over my body.

"Are you feeling cold?" He asked, I responded 'no' by shaking my head.

"So its my touch then, I bet if I touch you, you'll be wet for me, won't you?"

Of course I am, but my sky high pride would never let me accept it.

So I turned and kept my hands on his shoulder and looked at him, a smirk playing on his lips and I love to throw people off-balance, when they think they over powered me. So I looked in his eyes and when I see the smug on his face, my inner bitch decided to make an appearance and give him a small taste. My smile changed to match his devilish smirk, I leaned in a bit closer to his ears and whispered, "All I want to do is, show everyone, how wet I am; but the problem is..."

To make my point more clear, I kept my hand on his growing bulge , sure I can feel the hunk and an image of perfect dick playing on my mind, but he doesn't have to know; so instead of praising his masculinity; I said, "your pug would be lost in my maze."

Slowly, the hunger in his eyes turned to confusion, but before he can comprehend my words, I simply stepped aside, flipped my hair and walked out of the room.

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