Claiming The Rejected Omega

“You’re too close to the pool,” I said. That voice, he said, sent heat directly from her face to between her legs. Fuck’ Janet thought. She expected to move away from this outsider. She was losing control of her body due to his proximity and the heat coming from him. Her heart raced with shame, and she could feel it beating in her ears, as she slightly backed away from him and released his grip on her waist. She was stimulated.

She was unable to stop staring at him as he smiled; Despite the fact that she was aware that she shouldn’t, something about this man enticed her and made her forget all manners. She briefly frowned as his gaze tingled her body. Was it alcohol in her body? Or was the stranger to blame? At that precise moment, she was unable to tell. She silently begged her body to settle down as she shook her head once more.

He moved closer to her by taking a step forward and gently squeezing her waist with his hands. Janet shuddered as lust overtook her body and she could feel her pantyhose getting wet. She gave the stranger’s eyes a long, hard look once more, and the rational part of her brain seemed to leave her.

She tightened her grip on his head and slammed her lips together, moaning at their suppleness. The sensation of their lips coming together tingled her entire body. They were both completely uninterested in the sound of the wine glass shattering when it struck the concrete.

The stranger licked his way into Janet’s mouth, his tongue dancing with hers as she took everything he gave. The kiss started out soft and unsure, as if they were trying to test the waters. However, it soon became hard and bruising. Janet let out another little moan before arching into him and feeling tingles shoot through her toes as she felt him dominate the kiss so well.

She wanted more of the hot man and her body felt hot. As they pulled away for air the outsider followed kisses down her neck, sucking above it, squeezing her body against his. As he sucked, nipped, and bit her neck, leaving his mark, he sent shivers up Janet’s spine.

When he looked at her, the intensity in his eyes made her jump. Janet shivered at the touch and the stranger raised his eyebrow, as if daring her to push him away, as he held her waist tightly.

“You appear somewhat lost.” She heard his baritone voice in her head. Let me direct you. He gave her a chance to protest as he slowly removed his hands from her waist, but she remained silent and nodded her head instead.

“Alright.” Before following him deeper inside the house, Janet managed to squeeze out and let him lead her through the crowd. All she could think about was the juice slowly seeping through her thong.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Janet checked out the room that they had wound up in, and briefly she asked why the spot even had a room, yet before she could contemplate that totally unimportant reality, the more bizarre’s hands were back on her, long thin fingers going through her skin leaving a wake of fire consuming her body.

His mouth was covering hers once more, kissing her eagerly and Janet could feel any remaining contemplations being pushed aside, her whole spotlight focused on the sensation of his lips against hers, his tongue clearing over them making heat pool at her entry.

She felt herself being taken off her feet and she folded her legs over him, maneuvering him closer into the kiss. Their covers stayed on their countenances and the puzzling air that it gave made Janet shiver in considerably more delight. Following a moment of tongue moving, the outsider put her tenderly on her feet once more.

She heard the zipper in the tranquil room before the sensation of cold air kissed her skin. Her dress tumbled off her casing pooling at her feet and she could hear the sharp admission of air from the outsider. Janet was clad in dark trim underwear and a silky bra. The material praising her light complexion.

“You’re mine.” He murmured into her ears pushing her to lay on the bed and very much like that he arranged her towards him and crashed their mouths moving his hands behind her to knead her full round ass. His mouth passed on hers to trail down her jaw and neck, teeth nipping and sucking daintily and his hands grasped her hips hard making Janet wheeze out a little “fuck!”

The man grinned against her neck prior to lifting his head from where his nose rested and Janet felt something inside her chest warm at seeing the naughty articulation decorating his highlights. “Mmmm… ” the words got away from her mouth before she had some control over it.

His hand moved to cup her bosom and Janet felt herself wriggle somewhat in his grasp. He moved one hand to her thighs holding her tight to prevent her from moving excessively. He unclasped the snare of her bra in one smooth movement, murmuring at seeing enthusiastic pink areolas pointed directly at him. Not burning through any additional time he plunged his head and took an areola in his mouth, prodding the hard bud with his tongue.

Janet attempted to move against the restriction of his hands on her thighs, attempting to get away from the invasion on her areolas that sent floods of joy pouring down her body, an excessive amount to deal with, yet his arm didn’t relinquish her and neither did his tongue let up their ministrations. He moved a hand to her strap, snaring a finger to the band and testing them down her sanity.

He moaned at seeing her trickling entry, burning through no time in plunging a finger into her wet intensity, Janet kicked up accordingly, and his face illuminated in a devilish smile at the activity, pushing his center finger into her wetness.