la collection 2

14. Dance

getting sad when Eric refuses to dance with you in public

***************************************

"Please Eric, one dance won't kill you." You cross your arms over your chest, giving him a sad look.

"No way." He sneers, not moving an inch, "I'm not gonna make myself look stupid in front of everyone. I'm their leader not a freaking dance coach."

"Oh fine whatever." You roll your eyes at him, walking over to the bar and getting a new drink. Sometimes dating Eric really pissed you off. Yes he was one of the leaders but that doesn't meant not having any fun at all.

When you walked into your apartment the next evening you found Eric leaning against the wall with a nice dinner table set for you and music playing in the background.

"Well would you look at that, what happened to the high and mighty leader act?" You say and smirk at him.

"Really I do something nice for you and that's the reaction I get?" He strides over to you, taking your hands in his while pulling you closer to him. The two of you start to dance slowly to the music that is playing. You rest your head on your shoulder enjoying the moment only to feel Eric's hands move down to your ass.

"Really? I thought we were having dinner?" You say with an sarcastic undertone and smile.

"We can have dinner later." He tells you and pushes you lightly in the direction of the bedroom.

You were wearing a dress tonight, so all Eric does is yank down your underwear and push you onto the bed into a sitting position before he kneels down. His hands move along your thighs while he kisses his way up along with them. He moves his fingers over your already wet folds and pushes them inside, moving in and out for a moment. He takes them out again and you sigh at the loss of the feeling.

You don't have to wait too long though. Eric quickly undresses and moves between your legs, sliding his cock over your wetness without pushing in yet.

"Is that what you want?" He says in a cocky tone. Normally you'd give him a snarky comment back but not now. You were a quivering mess and wanted him so bad.

"Yes please." You say in a hushed tone, breathing hard.

He smirks and thrust inside you with one powerful movement, burying his full length inside you. At fist you cry out in pain but the feeling quickly turns to pleasure as you moan out his name with every of his thrust until you can feel the warm sensation in your stomach and grip the sheets tighter.

With three hard, powerful thrusts he spills himself inside you, making you cum with him. You can feel the juices running down your legs and sigh in contentment as Eric lays down beside you.

***********************************

From that-was-not-supposed-to-happen on Tumblr.