Sheela grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the exit, her grip firm and certain. Rohit followed with a knowing smirk as the crowd instinctively parted for them.
Once they stepped outside the noisy nightclub, Sheela slowed down. The cool night air brushed against her flushed skin. She was still holding his hand, but her steps gradually beca hesitant.
The provocative confidence she had shown on the dance floor was now mixed with a hint of shyness.
She turned to look at him. Her lower lip caught briefly between her teeth.
"Do I... have to tell you exactly what I want?" she asked, her voice lower than usual.
She dropped his hand and briefly averted her gaze toward the ground.
"What a girl wants... when she pulls a guy out of a party like this."
Inside, her heart was racing. The intense grinding and his bold touches during the dance had left her aching with arousal. But now that they were alone and he still wasn’t taking control, a wave of embarrassnt hit her.
She wanted him to lead.
She needed him to show her he was truly capable of dominating her the way he had projected on the dance floor.
Rohit watched her silently for a mont before a smug, dangerous smile spread across his lips.
"That’s it?"
He suddenly grabbed her hand again, this ti with clear authority, and pulled her toward the distant staircase exit — an area hardly anyone used.
"I’ll give you more than you can handle tonight," he said, voice low and full of promise.
The mont the staircase door clicked shut behind them, Rohit pinned her against the wall. He claid her lips in a deep, aggressive kiss, his tongue dominating her mouth as his hands road hungrily.
He gripped her plump ass and lifted one of her legs around his waist, grinding his hard bulge against her. His other hand greedily squeezed her breast, kneading the soft flesh as he kissed down her neck.
Sheela moaned into his mouth, a needy "Mmh~" that vibrated against his tongue.
When he finally pulled back, a thin, glistening string of saliva connected their lips. Her eyes were hazy with lust, chest heaving as she stared at him.
"Good... so you really have grown up," she whispered, voice thick with surprise and arousal.
Rohit smirked, dark and confident. His hand on her thigh slid higher through the daring slit of her dress, caressing her smooth, bare skin. "You haven’t seen anything yet."
He ground his hard bulge firmly against her crotch, kissing down her neck and leaving a wet trail of heat until he reached her deep cleavage. With one swift, shaless tug, he yanked her panties down her thighs.
Sheela’s eyes widened in shock, but a breathless, wicked laugh escaped her lips. Instead of resisting, she shrugged her shoulders, letting the straps of her halter dress slide down. The red fabric pooled at her waist, fully revealing her heavy, round breasts.
"I want you to taste them..." she purred, voice dripping with need. "They’ve been dying for your attention."
Rohit’s eyes darkened. "Then I must say... thanks for the treat."
He leaned in and licked her nipple slowly before taking it into his mouth, sucking hard.
Sheela whimpered softly, her body shivering at the wet sensation.
He then gently lowered her raised leg, only to cup both of her heavy breasts in his hands.
They were so full that they spilled over his palms.
He squeezed them greedily, watching the soft flesh bulge between his fingers, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants.
"Fuck..." he muttered under his breath.
He took one nipple into his mouth and gave it a long, possessive suck, then lightly bit down and stretched it outward. Sheela’s back arched sharply as she moaned loudly.
"Ahh~"
Her hips started moving on their own.
She ground her soaked pussy desperately against the hard bulge in his pants, chasing friction.
One hand clutched his shoulder for support while her other hand eagerly tugged down his zipper. She reached inside, freed his thick, heavy cock, and imdiately trapped it between her smooth, warm thighs.
The mont she felt his impressive girth and length pressed against her, her eyes widened in genuine shock.
Rohit noticed her shocked reaction and smirked against her breast.
He switched to the other nipple, sucking it even harder while roughly kneading the first one with his hand. He alternated between them hungrily — sucking, licking, and occasionally biting her sensitive peaks.
At the sa ti, he began thrusting slowly between her thighs, his thick shaft rubbing firmly against her drenched pussy lips with every stroke.
"Mmmhh... Aahhhh... Ssshh... Ngh!"
Sheela’s breathing turned into desperate moans.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled him harder into her chest, moaning like a bitch in heat.
"Aah... yes... keep sucking... your tongue feels so good..."
Rohit brought both of her breasts closer together and sucked on both nipples at the sa ti, flicking his tongue rapidly.
His hips moved faster, fucking her soft thighs while the head of his cock repeatedly brushed against her soaked pussy.
Sheela’s entire body started trembling."Ah... Rohit... it’s too much... I can’t— ahh!"
Her thighs clenched tightly around his cock as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Her knees buckled slightly, and she ca hard while still standing, soaking the front of his pants with her juices.
Rohit pulled his face out from between her tits, a smug and satisfied smirk on his face.
He pressed down on her shoulder firmly, locking eyes with her. "Too bad... you already ca. Now it’s your turn to make feel good."
Sheela’s cheeks burned with embarrassnt.
She averted her eyes, but didn’t resist as Rohit pressed down on her shoulder. She slowly dropped to her knees, only to feel his hard, throbbing cock brush against her cheek.
The second she turned her head and ca face to face with it, her eyes widened in shock.
"What... what monster is this?" she whispered breathlessly.
Rohit smirked arrogantly and brushed his thumb across her swollen lower lip. "I’ll take that as your boyfriend’s dick isn’t anywhere close to it. Jackpot, right?"
Sheela stared at his throbbing cock for another second, then looked up at him with lust-filled eyes.
She bit her lip, a shy yet hungry smile forming on her face.
"Yes..." she purred, her soft hands wrapping around his massive, throbbing shaft. She could feel the heat and thick veins pulsing against her palms. "Jackpot indeed."
She leaned forward and dragged her warm, wet tongue slowly along the underside of his shaft in a long, teasing lick — from base to tip.
She circled her tongue around the swollen head, tasting the bead of precum leaking from it, before finally wrapping her soft lips around just the tip and sucking gently.
Rohit’s gaze was locked downward — not on her face, but on her heavy breasts hanging freely, swaying with every small movent she made.
Sheela noticed where his eyes were glued. She pulled back slightly, lips glistening, and let out a soft, teasing laugh.
"You boys are so obvious..." she purred, voice full of mock embarrassnt. "All you want to do is stare at them, huh?"
Without waiting for an answer, she cupped her full breasts from the sides and pressed them together around his thick cock.
The soft, warm flesh completely enveloped his shaft as she began rubbing them up and down in slow, sensual strokes.
She tilted her head down and parted her tongue, licking the leaking tip every ti it erged from between her mounds.
Rohit groaned deeply, his hips twitching. The sight of his cock disappearing between her pale, soft tits was driving him crazy.
Unable to hold back any longer, he grabbed the back of her head with one hand and pushed her down.
Understanding his cue imdiately, Sheela opened her mouth and took the head inside while still squeezing her breasts around the rest of his length.
Rohit let out a low growl of pleasure and started thrusting slowly, fucking her mouth and tits at the sa ti. The combination of her warm, wet tongue and the velvety softness of her breasts was intoxicating.
Just as the pleasure started building rapidly, his phone began ringing loudly in his pocket.
Rohit froze mid-thrust, breathing heavily. His thick cock was still buried between Sheela’s soft, warm tits with the head inside her mouth.
Sheela looked up at him with lust-filled, questioning eyes, clearly surprised by the sudden pause.
He pulled the phone out of his pocket and saw Arya’s na glowing on the screen.
Rohit froze. ’Shit.’
Ignoring the call after the ss she’d already caused could seriously fuck up their relationship if he didn’t justify his absence.
But answering now would certainly ant giving up on this, a stunning woman kneeling in front of him with his dick still buried in her mouth and smothered between her tits.
"Damn... what terrible timing," he growled under his breath, jaw tight with obvious irritation.
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