Summary: When he – someone with status who isn’t easily impressed – can’t keep his eyes off of his prey, what’s a guy like him to do? The answer is simple: Make his targeted prey his conquest for the night…
Contains: General, Humor
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Let’s get N-A-S-T-Y
Get ready for a nasty time
All the nasty things we can do
I wanna bring out the freak in you
Let me bring out the freak in you…
There she was looking all sexy and shit working her waist on the damn dance floor like she wasn’t doing it for attention. She was practically begging to have a dick shoved up her tight cunt in his opinion yet she kept pretending like it was nothing. ‘What a slut,’ he thought but couldn’t help the fact that his eyes were glued to her like a bee to honey.
Gulping down his glass of Grey Goose, he shouted over the blaring music to the bartender for another round. Instructing the bartender to leave the bottle, Justin tipped him before he diverted his attention back to his prey. Licking his lips slowly, he took in her form, his eyes roaming over her figure mindlessly. Pouring himself another glass of his chosen poison for the night, he brought the glass up to his lips licking the rim slightly before he dipped his head back and swallowed the strong substance.
Clearing his throat feeling the burning aftermath, Justin placed the glass down realizing that he had reached his alcohol limit. There was no way he planned on being too intoxicated so he couldn’t remember tonight’s events. Well, the ones he had planned that he knew were going to move in his favor. So, he was a little cocky but he had a good reason to be. He knew he looked good and he knew women fell to his feet. She wasn’t going to be any different. He was going to have her.
Staring at her swaying hips, he couldn’t help but think of all the things he wanted to do to her tight little body.
I like seeing you
Can’t help but think nasty thoughts about me and you
Groaning inwardly, he took in the way her hands traveled up and down her curvy body from her raven hair, full plump lips, round perky breasts, flat toned stomach, wide hips to her smooth caramel thighs. He could feel himself hardening just by the sight of her. He had a million dirty thoughts running through his mind and all of them ended with her lying naked underneath him.
All them nasty things we can do
Let me bring out the freak in you
There’s something I see in you…
She sort of reminded him of his self. He knew he was irresistible and usually rubbed it in his competitions’ faces. He wasn’t easily impressed either. She knew she looked fucking amazing and she was literally flaunting her assets to all the guys in here who were watching her like an animal to its prey just like he was. The only difference was that they didn’t have status behind their names like he did. Yeah, this was one time he praised being a celebrity. The perks were amazing and the fact that he just had to grip his dick through his jeans since it twitched in anticipation of having her tight little pussy clamping around him, he knew he had to do something about this.
Standing on his feet, Justin dropped a few bills on the counter for the bartender before he straightened the black designer shirt he was wearing and adjusted his jeans. Passing his fingers over his stubble, he walked through the crowd of gyrating sweaty bodies under the dim yellow lighting until he got to her.
Pausing briefly, his eyes dropped to her round firm ass that was poking out through the tight black mini dress she was wearing.
I definitely see me in you
Doing what nasty people do
Can you blame me? Look at the ass on you
How the fuck can I pass on you?
Smirking, he closed the gap between them, placing his hand on her hips from behind. He felt her freeze solid under his hold but she didn’t turn around immediately. Arching a brow at her in curiosity, he leaned down to brush his lips against her ear. “Can I have this dance sweetheart?” He drawled in a soft whisper and he felt her shiver slightly against him. She was his now. He knew it.
Whipping around to stare at him, her eyes widened when she took in his features. She was well aware of who he was but it didn’t faze her. She was used to all types of guys hitting on her. Just because he was a celebrity didn’t make things any different. Smiling deviously at him, she had a good idea what was on his mind. His blue eyes were cloudy and dark even under the dim lighting. Shit, she could enjoy this. How stupid would she be to pass up this opportunity? It’s not like they didn’t know there was an instant sexual attraction between them.
Winking for Justin, she whipped back around and he chuckled lightly before she pressed her ass into his crotch.
Classy looking freak, nasty attitude
I just have to be having you…
Hissing, his grip on her waist tightened when she started grinding to the mid-tempo beat blasting through the sound system speakers in the club. Wining against him slow and rough, she slid down his solid frame then came back up as her hands gripped his jeans tightly while she worked him. Matching her hip movements, Justin couldn’t help but wonder how she worked those hips when she was fucking. He had every intention of finding out by the end of the night…
It must be like heaven just to handle you…
Leaning forward to whisper in her ears, Justin’s breath hitched in his throat when her hands moved to her back to graze his growing arousal. Letting out a low, deeply rooted, throaty growl in her ears, he felt her shudder against him as his palms laid flat on her stomach pulling her closer to his torso. “No teasing babe…” He finally breathed out. “What’s your name sugar?” he inquired, turning her around to face him.
Giving him a sly smile, her browns gazed into his blues, feeling between her legs getting hot just by the animalistic glare he was giving her. “Shantelle…” she stated smoothly.
“Is that your real name?” Justin inquired as his eyes twinkled in amusement.
“Does it matter?” She retorted and he just shrugged uncaringly, pulling her against him to continue dancing.
“No.” he admitted with a smirk. “I’m Justin by the way.”
“I know.” She replied nonchalantly and Justin just shook his head in disbelief without responding, fully intrigued.
Picking up where they left off, one of Shantelle’s legs wrapped around his slender waist as she continued to grind into him, pressing her center against his thighs.
Trying to resist the urge to take her right there on the dance floor, Justin swallowed hard when he felt the moistness from between her legs seeping through the material of his jeans. Fuck, he couldn’t take this anymore. He had to have her. He was rock hard and it was beginning to hurt. He needed a fucking release and he needed it now.
Lay you down turn you inside out
Watch it slide in, and slide out
Hey girl you got a pretty mouth
Tease me a bit, lick your lips, suck your fingertips…
Dropping his hands to smooth up her legs, Justin’s fingers inched up her hot flesh until they disappeared underneath the dress she wore. Grazing his fingertips across her panties over her moist center, he watched as she gasped in shock and her hold around his neck tightened. He flicked his fingers over the bud of her clit, tilting his head to the side to take in the expressions on her face as she contorted in pleasure.
Shantelle’s hand flew to her mouth and she bit down lightly to suppress her moans.
Smiling in triumph, Justin pulled his hand away before he removed her leg from around his waist. Gripping her hand in his, he tugged her lightly to move with him. “Come on, let’s go.” He demanded not waiting for her reply as he pulled her off the dance floor.
Without protesting, Shantelle allowed him to drag her towards what looked like the V.I.P section.
Smirking, she eyed the two bodyguards he was talking to who darted their eyes over to her before they nodded in agreement with Justin for some reason or other.
The next thing Shantelle knew, she was being yanked up some velvet covered stairs by Justin, loving the view of is cute butt from where she followed closely behind…
Let’s get N-A-S-T-Y
Get ready for a nasty time
All the nasty things we can do
I wanna bring out the freak in you
Let me bring out the freak in you
I wanna bring out the freak in you
Let me bring out the freak in you
The moment they were up in the V.I.P section, Justin dragged her into one of the rooms that looked like a lounge with large cushiony sofas, a private bar, red velvet carpeting and red lighting. It was fully air conditioned and completely empty. They were the only ones in there. How convenient. She guessed he must have known that already. Slamming the door shut and locking it behind them, Justin turned to face Shantelle who was giving him a knowing glare.
Smiling slyly for her, he pulled her into his embrace before he crashed his lips against her own, kissing her feverishly. Moaning against his lips, Shantelle forcefully pulled away when he gripped her hips tightly.
Inhaling deeply, Justin stared at her oddly. “Why did…”
“Aren’t you going to offer me a drink?” She inquired sweetly, batting her eyelashes.
“You’re fucking serious right now?” Justin asked incredulously still eyeing her like she was crazy.
“Get me some Hypnotiq please.” Shantelle shrugged him off, moving out of his hold to take a seat on one of the sofas.
Shaking his head in amazement, Justin strutted over to the bar, grabbing the bottle of Hypno off the shelf. Before he could pick up a glass, Shantelle’s voice filtered through the partially quiet room.
“Leave the glass, bring the bottle.” She instructed and it took Justin a few seconds to process her request before he ambled over to her. Handing her the bottle, he watched in awe as she yanked the cork off and began downing the blue substance.
“You’re a freak aren’t you…” He stated more than asked.
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” She challenged him while darting her tongue out to lick her lips sensually.
Mmm, you look so good with me
And I look so good with you
That was all it took for him to comply. In one swift motion, he yanked the bottle out of her grasp, slamming it down on a nearby glass table.
Watching Justin intently, Shantelle smiled when he kicked off his shoes and proceeded to pull off her heels.
She helped him with his task at hand before they both frantically began to unclothe each other in haste, neither taking a break to breathe as they struggled and laughed along the way…
When they were both finally naked, they took a moment to catch their breaths before Justin finally connected his orbs to Shantelle’s. “Ok, maybe we should have taken this slower.” he joked.
“Are you kidding? I love this. Come here.” She cooed, yanking Justin forward until he fell unto her. Laughing, he nestled himself between her legs, pushing back a bit to appreciate her toned curvy frame. “You like what you see huh?” Shantelle probed, causing him to smirk.
“Hell fucking yes.” He hissed, before he dipped his head to take one of her pink nipples into his mouth. Gasping, Shantelle arched her back off the couch as his tongue skillfully sucked on her mound before switching to the next.
Got me infatuated
With them nasty things you do
Without warning, Justin wrapped his arms around her back to lift them up until he was in a seating position. “We don’t have all night sugar. I need to get back out there.” Justin explained, causing Shantelle to frown as he helped her to straddle his waist.
“Need to get to your next prey huh?” She said uncaringly before she twisted her upper half around to grab the bottle of Hypnotiq off the table.
“Na…” Justin muttered while lifting her hips slightly to rub his fingers over her folds before he dipped one inside, hearing her gasp before she released a soft moan. “I have an entourage to entertain who is going to be here shortly and we’re housing them in this room.” He explained but Shantelle just rolled her eyes before she brought the bottle up to her lips noting Justin’s amusement.
“Then we should get to work.” She drawled and he just laughed.
“You some kind of alcoholic?” Justin inquired with an arched brow, slowly sliding his fingers in and out of her and loving the way her face twisted with pleasure as she began moving her hips in a circular motion on his hand.
“Uh god…what’s it to you?” She snapped while letting out a moan.
“Just asking but I don’t care. It’s your life.” He added in, before he pulled his fingers out hearing her whimper.
“Yes…uh god yes…my life.” She rambled out before she leaned forward and to the side to lick his neck and then ears.
“Jesus…you really are a freak.” Justin panted, gripping his throbbing dick in his palms before he positioned himself at her entrance.
You look so good
And I just know you feel so good inside
I love your eyes, your creamy thighs
Now baby, open wide
Giggling softly, Shantelle pushed back to take another swing of her drink, nearly choking on the liquid when Justin began pushing his way in without warning. “Shit…” She choked out, using her free hand to latch unto his shoulder as he slid his way in, hissing at how tight her pussy felt around him.
“Goddamn you’re tight.” Justin stated, wondering if she even fucked at all and how often she did it. She was literally chocking him.
“Mmm…you’re just big.” Shantelle retorted while licking her lips slowly before she leaned in and kissed Justin, allowing him to taste the tangy substance of the drink she consumed.
Gripping Shantelle’s waist tightly and not bothering to reply, Justin easily lifted her off before he forcefully yanked her down, slamming into her and causing her to scream out in pure bliss. Smiling triumphantly, he immediately set his pace, wanting to bring them over the edge as quickly as possible. He barely knew her and all he really wanted to do was fuck her so there was no need for foreplay or anything of the sort.
Holding Shantelle’s waist in place as he pounded into her recklessly, Justin eyed her interestingly when she kept moaning and spitting out profanities, trying to wriggle out of his hold to match his movements. Giving her a little room to move, he threw his head back when she braced herself and began moving on top of him, bouncing up and down as his dick slid in and out of her soaking wet pussy.
I love the way you touch yourself
Rub yourself down, finger fuck yourself
Looking like you enjoy yourself
Watching me watch you, making me want you
“Fuck…” he panted, casting his vision south to where their bodies were connected. Mesmerized with the way she swallowed him whole as she continued to move up and down on him as well as in circular motions, a tight moan raised in his throat and spilled out of his lips.
“Uh shit, your dick feels so good inside of me.” Shantelle gasped before she brought the forgotten bottle of Hypnotiq up to her lips again. Taking a few sips, she pulled the bottle away from her lips and allowed the blue contents to spill down her chin and unto her breasts as it slid all the way down her stomach to where she and Justin were connected as one.
Widening his eyes in shock, Justin growled at how hot that was and immediately leaned forward to lick the substance off her body. He darted his tongue out and cleaned the slightly sticky substance off any and everywhere he could reach. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her against him as he continued to fuck her hard and skillfully loving the sound of her pleasurable screams.
Dropping the practically empty bottle haphazardly, Shantelle eyed Justin before she began to pout as her eyes glossed over.
“What?” He choked out as both their bodies were drenched with sweat.
“I want something else to drink.” She begged, capturing his lips with her own before he could protest.
Constricting her walls tightly around him, Justin groaned loudly before breaking their lip-lock gasping for air.
“Jesus…now?”
“Now…” Shantelle smiled sweetly.
Slowing down his pace, Justin grabbed her ass cheeks tightly before he stood up with her still buried deep inside.
Even more you know what you do
I’m a man that knows what to do
And I’m a man that knows what I like
Turn around, titties down, ass up that’s right
Walking over to the bar behind the counter, he pushed bottles and glasses out of the way carelessly, not caring that they were shattering on the floor around them. He just had to make sure he didn’t step on any.
Laughing softly, Shantelle kept her grip around his neck as Justin placed her to sit on the counter in front of them. Shaking his head at her, he wrapped her legs around his slender waist as he began moving inside of her again.
Watching as his abs contracted and relaxed with each thrust he made, Shantelle rubbed her hands up and down his torso as Justin’s brows knitted from the extra sensations. Casting his vision to the side, he gripped the first bottle he could reach which was a bottle of Hennessy. Forcefully pulling off the cork, Justin looked down at Shantelle as he continued to pound into her at a speedy pace.
“Open up babe.” Justin winked before he carefully poured some of the substance down Shantelle’s throat and then over her naked body before placing the bottle down.
Bringing her fingers up to her lips, Shantelle threw her head back against the counter when Justin leaned down and began kissing and licking around her hot flesh as he gripped her waist tightly, continuously slamming into her. Gripping the edge of the counter to steady herself, Shantelle cried out when her orgasm began to build.
Now sucking on one of her breasts and loving the taste of the alcohol on her skin, Justin grunted when he felt his dick twitch violently as the blood began to rush to his head. Shit, he was so fucking close…
“Ugh god you’re so nasty Justin…” Shantelle breathed out through choppy breaths.
“You too sugar….you too.” He mumbled against her skin.
Let’s get N-A-S-T-Y
Get ready for a nasty time
All the nasty things we can do
I wanna bring out the freak in you
Let me bring out the freak in you…
Digging his fingers into her side when her pussy clenched tightly around him, he knew she was close too. Fuck, he was almost there…
Furrowing his brows in concentration, Justin detached his lips from her body and pulled back to look at her as he kept his fast pace, harshly drilling into her depths. “Let it out girl…” Justin growled while dipping his fingertips to her clit to rub her smoothly as his pace slowed down slightly but the power of his thrusts remained constant.
So sexy the way you move
The way that you bend your body
Only keeps me in the mood
You too exotic, so naughty
Widening her eyes in shock, Shantelle’s back arched off the counter when her orgasm kept building and building…
I love that look on your face
You give them feel good expressions
I really dig your foreplay
Diz triple X in sex sessions
The moment Justin sped up his pace again, she couldn’t take it anymore…
Bring your body close to mine
I think it’s time that you blow my mind
Even though this foreplay’s fun
The night isn’t done until we both cum..
Screaming out his name and a mountain of curse words, Shantelle allowed her orgasm to ripple through her form, sending her on a wave of pleasure.
Still moving in and out of her roughly, Justin’s breath lodged in his throat when she convulsed around him as her body jerked violently beneath him. Not able to contain his self anymore, he slammed into her a few more times before he spilled his thick cum deep inside of her, painting her walls with his white goodness.
“Holy fucking shit….” Justin finally cracked as his head dropped to her shoulder while he tried to control his breathing. His heart was pounding out of his chest and he was sure he broke his waist or something. He just felt too good and too fucking light. All his energy force was drained and by the way Shantelle was heaving beneath him he knew they were in the same boat. “Oh my god girl…” Justin smiled, noting the smug grin on her face.
“Mmmm…damn.” She breathe out, propping herself up on her elbows to look at him.
Moving some of her damp hair out of her face, Justin couldn’t help but chuckle. “You really are a freak.”
“And you’re not?” She retorted.
“Touché.” Justin winked before he slid out of Shantelle and helped her off the counter.
Standing on trembling legs, she looked around at the mess they created. “Jesus Justin, did you have to break everything like that?” She asked incredulously with a slight giggle.
Scratching at his stubble he just shrugged. “Just don’t step on it…hold on a minute.” He instructed, moving away from her to grab the broom and that was conveniently sitting next to the sink.
Sweeping the glass particles out of the way, he gripped Shantelle’s hand and carefully led her from around the bar to where their clothes were discarded on the couch.
Handing her her items and taking his own, both Justin and Shantelle dressed silently as they slowly came down from their alcohol and sex induced highs. Regaining their normal breathing patterns as their heartbeats slowed, they looked over at each other before they busted out laughing.
“Oh my god, that was some crazy sex.” Shantelle laughed as she fixed her heels before she smoothed out her black dress and fluffed her dark hair.
Eyeing her, Justin shook his head in agreement while chortling lightly before he fixed his belt in his jeans. “Yeah, it was sweet…thanks.” He muttered, getting ready to head to the door to swing it open, but, Shantelle stopped him by gripping his arm and spinning him around.
“Hmm…” Bringing her fingers up to his lips, she leaned forward and kissed him softly while her other hand stuffed something into his jeans pocket. Pulling away to look at his curious blues, she smirked at him. “Call me sometime…if you ever want to do this again and try something new or a little…maybe even a lot…freakier.” She winked.
Taking a step back, she noted his slightly shocked expression before she swung the door to the lounge room open, swiftly making her exit and shutting the barrier behind her.
Justin’s mouth gaped open slightly in shock before he stuffed his hands into his pocket to retrieve the item she placed there. Yanking the door open again to make his exit as he read over the small business card with her numbers written on it, he stopped dead in his tracks when astonishment and amusement took over. “Well I’ll be damned.” He whispered, darting his eyes over the small print on the card that read: ‘Rachel Shantelle Phillips – Sex Therapist’.
Shit, she must have been really smart to get her degree in that because she looked ‘hella’ young to him.
Laughing loudly in realization, Justin stuffed the card back into his pocket as he jogged down the stairs of the V.I.P section in search of his entourage.
They should have definitely gone for round two but, he could wait.
Oh, he’d be seeing her again alright. He was definitely going to call her. He knew for a fact that she was worth conquering on more than one occasion and really, just the dirty thoughts alone that floated though his mind of all the things he wanted to try with her, threatened to turn him on again…immensely.
Let’s get N-A-S-T-Y
Get ready for a nasty time
All the nasty things we can do
I wanna bring out the freak in you
Let me bring out the freak in you…
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Song Credits: Let’s get nasty by Lil’ Rob
