“Someone might see us,” she whispered softly with a hitch in her voice. He looked down at her lips and moved his hand lower, over her collarbone, across her breasts pressed against the silky material of her gown, and over her arm.

He placed his finger on her wrist, feeling her pulse beating wildly there, too. A low sound left him at that, at the fact she was frantic for him.

“Even if they do, I don’t fucking care,” he said against her lips. “Do you?”

She shook her head.

“This is so crazy.” Her eyes were wide as she looked at him, but there was pleasure, anticipation in her voice.

“Tell me to touch your pussy, really touch it, baby.” He liked to hear dirty shit while claiming his woman. “Tell me, baby.”

There was clear arousal in her expression, in her body language, but she was also nervous. He knew it was a combination of the fact there were people right on the other side of the wall he had her pressed up against. He could see that on her face, and it made his cock jerk.

She didn’t speak right away, but despite that, he felt her heat, the wetness between her thighs. He ran the pad of his finger back and forth, lightly over her slit, seeing her pupils dilate even more for him.

He saw her resistance crumbling in the face of her lust.

“Touch me,” Delaney said softly. When she closed her eyes and sucked in another breath, he knew she was relinquishing herself in this one moment, and giving herself over to him.

Ivan touched her pussy. She was all slick, smooth, hot and soaked, and it was all for him, all because of him. Taking his other hand, he placed it on the wall beside her head, and held off from groaning.

“What if someone hears, or sees us?” she asked again, but her words held no strength.

He leaned down to bury his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. She smelled sweet, and he ran his tongue up the length of her throat.

God, he loved her neck, how slender it was, how he could feel her pulse beating frantically right below her ear.

“And if they do?” Ivan didn’t care if anyone saw them. It would turn him on knowing someone saw him claiming her.

Ivan worked his fingers over her pussy lips and couldn’t stop the groan that left him at the smoothness of her flesh. He started grinding himself against her, his cock aching to be deep inside of her body.

“Tell me how it feels.” It would turn him on like nothing else for her to admit to him that he was the one making her feel incredible. He wanted Delaney to give him this.

He didn’t know if she realized it or not, but she was working herself on his hand, moving her pussy back and forth ever so slightly.

He was an arrogant bastard, and he got this sick kind of power knowing that she was doing what he said, saying what she felt.

“It feels so good, Ivan.”

He looked into her eyes and pressed his thumb against her clit at the same time he placed the pad of his index finger right at her pussy hole.

“When I get my cock in your cunt, I don’t plan on taking it nice and easy. I won’t be able to control myself.” Her gasp pleased him.

He worked his fingers through her folds, moved them up and down her slit, and then started rubbing her clit back and forth, wanting, no, needing her to come for him.

“Ivan.”

“That’s it, baby.”

He wanted her screaming his name as he fucked her, wanted her scratching his back as he pounded his dick in and out of her. He wanted her legs around his waist tightly, holding onto him as he claimed her in every irrevocable way.

“I want to fuck you,” he said against her neck.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“I want my cock in your cunt. I want you giving me everything because you need me as much as I fucking need you.” He stroked her faster, harder, and knew she would get off in a matter of seconds.

He slowed his actions, and as a result she dug her fingers into his chest. “I want you to tell me you want me inside of you,” he said low, husky.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. Delaney started moving her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy on his hand with faster motions.

He wanted to keep going, wanted her to come all over his fingers, to get off right at this party, for him, because she couldn’t help herself.

But finding reserve and self-control, he pulled away from her only an inch. She made this soft sound of disappointment, and he fucking loved that. He lifted his hand, feeling her pussy cream coating his fingers, and showed her the product of what they’d just done. She was breathing harder now, and when he moved his fingers closer to his mouth he heard her stop breathing altogether.

He licked her cream off, groaning at how sweet she was.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

“I want you inside of me.”

He lifted his hand and ran his thumb over her bottom lip, loving the little sound she made. When he dipped his finger into her mouth and looked into her eyes, he watched the plethora of emotions cross her face.

She wrapped her lips around the digits, licked at his flesh, and moaned softly. He pulled his hand away and cupped her chin, holding her immobile.

He moved an inch closer, ground his cock against her belly, and placed his lips so close to hers he knew once he started speaking they’d brush together.

“Baby, I’ll admit something to you that I’ve never said to anyone.” He paused before continuing. “You’ve had a power over me since the moment I saw you.” And then he crushed his mouth to hers and kissed her like he was starving.

And he was. But only for Delaney. Only ever for her.