“Cheers,” snorted Micah as I downed a quarter of my drink. He hadn’t even opened his yet.
I sucked the sour taste off my teeth and lit up when the beat of the music changed to a favorite song of mine.
“Dance with me!” I ordered, not waiting for an answer as I grabbed his hand and tugged him to an unoccupied spot. Immediately, I wriggled my hips, winking at him over my shoulder and pilfered wings.
Micah barked a laugh and allowed me to guide his hands to my hips. The music washed over me as we moved together in a decidedly unfriendly manner.
Micah groaned into my ear, and I laughed to hide the haze of desire that overcame me.
“Got a little problem?” I teased as I twirled around.
“Oh, I promise it’s not *little*,” he laughed, his eyes gleaming behind his black contacts.
I snorted at his cocksure attitude. “Bit sure of ourselves, aren’t we?”
“I wouldn’t be averse to finding out,” a sultry voice purred out of nowhere. A dark-haired woman with hooded eyes sashayed towards us, her grin showing off fangs.
Micah bit his lip and glanced down her revealing scarlet dress. I took that as my cue to leave. As much as the nerd needed to get laid, I didn’t want to stand by and watch.
“I’m gonna get a new drink!” I called over my shoulder. Micah glanced over at me, but at my wink, turned back to the woman. He was already drawn into her allure.
Shaking my head at the fact that my sex-shy friend was already getting some, I headed for the snack table. I’d expected it to take a few more drinks before he worked up the courage to actually make a move on someone, cocky remarks be damned.
“You not worried about your boyfriend?”
I glanced beside me to see a tall black dude staring at Micah and the girl.
“The vampire’s your friend?” I guessed.
“You could say that,” the guy said with a laugh. Eyeing him curiously, I decided not to question it.
“He’s just my friend, by the way,” I said. He hummed, and I added, “And I’m not worried about him. He can take care of himself.”
“I’m sure he can,” he said dismissively, finally turning his dark eyes onto me. They were black like the contacts Micah was wearing, and the intensity of them had a flush of heat rushing through my veins.
As if sensing my desire, the man bared his stark white teeth in a grin and pulled me into a kiss. Abandoning all sense of reason, I threw myself into him. Sharp teeth bit into the soft flesh of my lower lip and a hot tongue laved over it to soothe the hurt. Abandoning my drink, I grabbed at the guy’s broad shoulder and pulled myself closer.
He scraped his teeth against my jaw and down my neck, and I gasped as my chest heaved. God, I couldn’t *breathe*.
“Get a room!” someone snapped, and I barely thought of sniping back before I was manhandled away. I didn’t protest the movement, and it felt like too long and like no time at all before I was pressed against a closed door.
Hands grasped at my thighs and I willingly locked a knee around a tall hip, rocking against the bulge I felt there.
Hot. It was so hot. My insides seared with heat. I needed, *oh God I needed*.
As if sensing my thoughts, thick fingers deftly pushed my underwear to the side to press into me. My head thumped against the door and I barely had time to get used to the feeling before they were replaced by something larger.
Fuck, I didn’t think I’d ever been prepared this quick.
“My, what an *angel*,” the guy purred as I sang for him, but I’d never felt less like one. Blood rushed through my ears and I became certain that I was going to Hell. Here I was, soiling my white wings as I danced with the devil, willingly offering myself up to him.
The devil grinned wickedly, black eyes staring down at me. I shuddered at the scene we made, an angel spread open for a demon’s cock.
“Fuck, your eyes make me feel like I’m really being fucked by a demon,” I panted, rocking myself on him. A wicked laugh brushed against my ear as fake claws trailed over the sensitive flesh of my stomach up to my breasts.
I arched into the touch.
A growl reverberated through the man’s chest and I clenched around his dick, not even aware that was such a turn-on for me. He grunted and mouthed my neck, sucking marks into the delicate flesh there.
“Think you can come, just like this?” the man rasped. I thought of how I’d never been able to get off without touching myself, but I’d never felt this drunk on pleasure before.
“No?” he hummed. “What about now?”
My mouth dropped open as a thumb worked over my clit in tight circles. Fuck, no one had taken the initiative to see to my pleasure before.
Heat coiled in my belly and I shook, my fingers undoubtedly marking the man’s shoulder from the grip I had on him. He rode me through my climax, pressing into me as he came.
My breath shuddered when he gently pulled out, tremors making me lean against the door. The guy chuckled and tossed his condom in a nearby trashcan, making me realize we’d just fucked in a frat house bathroom.
“Ugh, gross. You couldn’t have chosen a bedroom?”
He laughed. “You just got fucked by a stranger and *that’s* what you’re worried about?”
“Well, when you put it like that…” I drawled. “Care to introduce yourself?”
“Andre,” he said in an amused tone.
“I’m Emerson. Thanks for the sex, it was great.”
Andre snorted a laugh and flicked my halo. “I know a dismissal when I hear one. See you later, angel.”
**I’m aware that the scene was short and not really explicit, but that was sort of the point.**
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vvgzzz/what_do_you_think_of_the_first_sex_scene_in_my
This is great! Really well written. I’m looking forward to reading more.