Chapter Eighteen: Edging

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Spencer's hand slipped between your legs, pulling out the vibrator. Once in his hand, he moved his hand back over in front of your body, holding the vibrator to your clit once more. Grabbing the remote, he turned it on once again, causing your clit to go crazy, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

Feeling on your hip his other hand, you felt the tip of his cock on your ass. It was now apparent how much he enjoyed that kiss you and Emily had. Before you could even look at him behind you, you felt him enter your body. Filling you once again, the foreplay of the dance floor making you moan even louder.

"Fuck Sir! That feels so good.." Letting our as he rocked inside of you.

"You better be quiet Y/N. Don't make me shut your mouth with something other than my hand." He pulled in and out of you faster, the vibrator adding to the sensation.

All of the feelings at once on your body, plus Spencer's breath pace increasing behind the nape of your neck, you threw you hands above your head to the side. Whipping your head back as you gasped while Spencer created this low groan, you could already feel it coming. One of your hands subconsciously moving on top of Spencer's around your hip. You could feel him hitting your g-spot as he slammed into you, letting out a loud moan.

"Just like that Sir..." You let out while your gasps caught into your throat.

"Are you going to come Y/N?" He whispered in your ear, letting out small gasps as he did so.

"Yes Sir please don't stop. Fuck!"

Just as you let out one of your last moans, right as you felt it coming, you felt Spencer pull out of you. Also moving the vibrator away from your clit, you felt his body completely move away from yours.

"What was that sir?" Flipping back over, making your back face the wall, he was surprisingly close to you. His face maybe 5 inches away from yours.

"I said I was going to punish you. Didn't I?" He laughed at you, looking at your body against the hot pink lights. You could see his necklace reflecting the lights as well, his shirt unbuttoned even more. His sleeves still rolled up, you could see the veins in his arms more defined. Despite Spencer looking ridiculously attractive right now, you couldn't help but be mad at him for edging you like that.

Edging was something that was fairly dangerous actually. You knew some people in your old community that I've completely lost their orgasm because of it. It's something your did with an experienced and trusted partner. Spencer was both of those things for you, so you weren't really that worried. He was turning out to be a good and caring dominant to you. This thought made you relax a bit, watching Spencer move closer to you once again.

"Your going to be begging me to let you finish. You should know I don't give in." The way he spoke to you sounded like a totally different Spencer than the one who was talking to Garcia all night.

Picking up your legs, you wrapped them around his waist. Feeling his hand once again move the vibrator to your clit turning it on. His cock entered you body for the second time.

Being more sensitive than the last time, you could feel pleasure in every thrust Spencer let into you. Your walls tightening around him would cause him to let out small, low, moans.

"You feel sooo good Y/N..." He let out, his voice was low and deep. You could tell he was going to finish quickly. The way your hips moved and swayed as he thrusted made you whip your head back onto the wall. Spencer's eyes were on you and you could feel it. Him staring at you as your eyes rolled back, bitting your lip. The vibrator was being moved in circular motions, causing you to let out-

"Fuck daddy!!" You yelled out as you felt your body prepare for you to come.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" Spencer yelled at you, placing the vibrator on a nearby desk along with the remote. He lifted you off of himself, placing you on your feet once again. You could hear the buckling of his pants. Did he just put his pants back on?

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