*WARNING* NSFW!! Excerpt From ‘Downtown.’

Here is a small excerpt from my upcoming novella, ‘Downtown,’ a Dom/sub story.

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“Goosebumps dotted my flesh as his fingertips traced the natural curve of my spine before resting on one globe of my ass. Breathless, I lifted my eyes to meet his own heat filled gaze. In that look, something primal, a man consumed with hunger—a hunger for my body.

Dim lighting cast shadows into the alleyway where we stood outside the crowded club. Dark clouds covered the night sky and had threatened to unleash the havoc of Mother Nature all night. What began as a few drops turned into a torrential downpour, plastering my already skin-tight black dress even closer to my curves. Chilled from both his touch and being wet, his breath felt like fire against my cheek.

“I want you, right here, right now. I want to feel your velvet heat wrapped around my cock.”

Before I could form a response, the palm of his hand traveled my side, cupping my breast in his hand. Almost harshly, he pinched the protruding nipple through the fabric. I gasped, the sharp, sudden pain quickly transformed into pleasure, and my blood boiled, spewing lava-like fluid through my veins. My arms acted of their own accord, wrapped vine-like around his neck, long nails sinking into the thick mass of waves, pulling my body closer to his.

In nothing more than a murmur, I whispered, “Fuck me, Sir.”

Two words were his undoing. A shift in his position had my back against the wall. The dress I wore barely skimmed the tops of my thighs, using his leg to spread my own, the material lifted exposing me to anyone who might happen to step outside. While rain continued to fall, drenching us both, it was no match for the hot, sticky, juices that now coated my inner thighs.

Bricks from the building pressed into my back, scratching, but I barely noticed. I knew tonight wouldn’t be anything nice, no kissing, no making love, just him getting off, and me coming close, but being denied. No, he wouldn’t let me cum now, that would be saved for later, on his schedule. Tonight, he was using our position in the alley to claim what he knew was already his.

Lifting my leg with one hand, the zipper on his pants came down with ease. Following his earlier directive, I wore no panties, as was standard for our nights out. His rule—he has access at any time, in any place. Balanced on one stiletto heel, the head of his rock hard manhood pressed against my soaked pussy. One hard thrust and he filled me completely, causing me to hiss in surprise. Over and over, he slammed his engorged cock deep inside, my head held to the side by his fingers locked in my hair.

“You feel so fucking good. So tight, baby girl.” He groaned.

He continued to fuck me hard, no gentleness, just him, getting ready to get off.  My training with him told me what would come next. With a warning before he was going to cum, I would drop to my knees to swallow every drop of him. We didn’t want to be out with him running down my legs.

“Oh fuck, you ready for it, bitch?”

He pulled out, and I fell to the ground, wrapping my lips around the throbbing member in front of me, I swallowed as much of the thick cock as I could manage, using my mouth to fuck him and finish him off. Holding my head, he shoved himself into my throat, gagging me, but not stopping as he exploded and emptied himself. Proud of myself for not spilling a drop, I used my tongue to clean him, a mixture of my own juices and his.

“My good girl.”

His words alone almost pushed me over the precipice. I knew when we returned home, he would more than take care of me.”

© 2017 S.D. Lange

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