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8. Wishing It Was All Over

Sabrina sighed as she laid her head back down again. She was sure that Mick had heard her practically moan into the air. It must have been the reason why he removed his hand so quickly. Had it made him feel embarrassed? One thing was for certain though, it had made her feel embarrassed.

The tables had turned, because now Sabrina was the one wishing it was all over. How long does it take to contour her legs anyway?

"Aren't you done yet?" She mumbles.

"Almost." She hears him respond underneath her.

A part of her wished that his hand was still there, gripping her thigh, forsure it had felt good. Why did he have to remove it? Had he found her strange?

"I know you like it down there but can we rapid up, I haven't got all night." She jokes, putting more pressure on Mick.

Suddenly Sabrina gasps.

"Give me a minute, okay?" Mick looks to her eyes filled with fury. Her sudden gasp was caused by him firmly putting his hand back on her thigh again.

"Okay." She says, her voice is small.

Sabrina finds her chest rising with her forceful breathing, there was no doubt that Mick's sudden outburst turned her on completely.

She moves, wanting to sneak a peak of his tongue poking out of his mouth, "What does that mouth do?" She jokes to herself.

"Hold still!"

Another gasps, this one louder than the previous ones. Sabrina's moving had made him groan, smacking his hand against her thigh forcefully, to hold her still.

It wasn't until her finger tips breezed past his golden hair, that she realised how close his head was to her nether regions. Holding still she could now feel his hot breath caress her smooth skin.

"Mick."

Abruptly they both stopped what they were doing. There was no way she could play it off this time, she had moaned his name aloud, the sound echoing up on stage.

"I...I'm sorry I..." Sabrina sits up. Mick is staring back at her with big eyes.

She felt so embarrassed.

"I... think we're done here..." Sabrina brings her legs up so she can rise to her feet.

"Wait" I'm almost finished."

With a slight pound, her bottom was back on the floor, looking down her legs, Mick had his hand around her ankles, pinning her back down again.

"I'm almost finished, just hang on." He says, with all seriousness, almost as if he wasn't asking.

"Okay." Sabrina nods, compelled by his sudden dominance.

Slowly laying her head back down, the heat of Mick returned between her legs.

Her eyes move back and forth waiting for the sound of the stroking paintbrush, but it never reaperas.

She could feel it, his head was closer than ever, his hair brushing past her trembling finger tips. She bit her lip, not daring to do it, but eventually she goes for it, grabbing his golden hair and slightly pulling it towards her.

It had been all that he had been waiting for, a permission to enter.

With wet lips he plants a soft kiss on her inner thigh. He could tell that she was holding back the moan. However Mick wanted to hear it again. Gripping her waist Mick pulls her towards him, his mouth crashing into her center.

"Mick!" She moans.

He raises his head wearing a complacent grin. Sabrina bites her lip meeting his hungry gaze. "Take them off." She commands.

She is shook by how fast he goes to peel off her panties, tossing them to the side of the stage.

She falls back, the spotlight now in her eyes. with the sucking and swirling that he began to do, they were soon rolling back in her head.

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She didn't know how long she had been laying there on the floor, pulling his hair, twisting and moaning, but it couldn't have been longer than a couple of minutes. With anybody else she would have been embarrassed for finishing so fast, but with Mick she wanted to come, she wanted him to know how he was making her feel, how he made her want to explode.