Dazzled by Silver by Lacey Silks

above my head. His right palm curved lower and lower along my arm. The tips of our noses touched, but he denied me a kiss. Past my breasts, down my hip, Gabe glided his hand over my leg, then eased it under my dress. His smooth palm slid along my inner thigh, and my legs parted for him.
    The room spun. My lungs fought to get enough air into them.
    He moved my panties to the side and slid his finger to my moist opening, spreading the juices upward. “You’re so wet and ready, Samantha. Is this for me?”
    I nodded.
    “Say it.”
    “It’s for you.”
    He yanked on the rim of my panties, tearing them off. He pocketed the piece of soaked fabric as if it were a trophy before his hand returned back between my legs.
    “I’ll buy you a new pair.”
    With my dress up over my hips, I’d never felt so exposed yet aroused. But Gabe’s finger lost me again as he drew it to the top of my folds and touched my clit. His big finger could extinguish my burning in seconds.
    “I like a shaved woman with a little nest I can play with.” He nuzzled his nose into my hair, inhaling deeply.
    His finger circled around the protruding nub. Outside, the girls cheered another new act.
    I tensed. “What if someone comes in?”
    “Then they’ll get a show. Relax, Sam. I’ve got you.” He flicked his finger in a precise motion and silenced my next moan with his delicious mouth.
    I pressed into his hand. The euphoria condensed, and Gabe deepened our kiss, depriving me of the air I needed to feed my speeding pulse. My yelp of pleasure echoed back through my throat and entire body until he broke our kiss. The exquisite pattern of his circling thumb set my hips in motion. Just a few more rubs, right there and I’d be done, but Gabe pulled away denying me release.
    “Don’t stop,” I said, smelling my arousal float around us. Sweat beaded on my chest.
    His hardened shaft poked at the side of my left hip as if bone to bone. “Perhaps you’d rather go get another shot?” he teased.
    I shook my head. “No, no. This is much better. I need to come. Please make me come.”
    His finger returned to my opening, and he slid it in easily, my wetness squishing at the entrance. With his thumb back on top he swirled it rhythmically as he stretched me inside. In and out, each push became more intense than the one before. It robbed me of any inhibition as I plunged forward onto his digit. I tightened my hands into fists, shutting my eyes, concentrating on the most sensitive part on my body as pleasure consumed me. All of my skin tensed, then released. Incredible sensations spread through me in pain and relief at the same time.
    “Oh God!” The bliss flowed like electricity. He flicked once more, reviving the rupture of delight, and again I shook. He slowly cupped my sex, letting my fierce orgasm reduce to gentle tickles of feathers.
    “No, just Gabe,” he whispered holding me under my arms, kissing the top of my head.
    My hand touched my lips in disbelief. I just allowed Gabe to stimulate me like no one had ever before. The way his fingers worked me while he restrained my arms in a divine and aggressive assault awakened my deepest needs. Casey had never bothered to touch me. Not like that. I had to suck him off first, and even after I was done, I had to force his hand toward my panties so he would play with me just a little. Gabe ensured I felt the pleasure of his fingers with their full potential.
    “Are you all right?” he asked, lifting my chin with his finger.
    “Yes.” I lowered my dress, still using his arm for support.
    Gabe kissed me on the tip of my nose. “I wanted to do that to you since the night I met you.”
    I exhaled. “You’re good with your hands, Mr. Silver.”
    “I like the way you say my name, Samantha.” He drew his finger along my lower lip, and I could smell my recent excitement.
    “Ditto.”
    “I wish I could stay so we could have more fun, but I have a flight to catch.”
    The release Gabe provided reminded me of