I'M YOURS PARTLY

FIFTEEN

  "Sweet," She took off his jacket, exposing her clothes. Everywhere she passed she caught their attention. She didn't know what energy this was, but she felt so naughty tonight.

  "Oh wow," Eisa says, "A goddess." looking at Kim but Miran hadn't noticed.

"What?" Miran asks when he got to him.

  "Your girl,"

Miran looks back at her and notices she had removed the jacket. His eyes widen slightly.

  "Just let me be," she whispers to him.

  "I am, of course," He leads her to the VIP section and sat in a chair. Kim looks at him, she forces a smile and sits close to him.

Hours later, she becomes tired. Kim sat sipping her drink, while he talked with his friends, most of their conversations were in Arabic. Kim stared at him, she had forgotten Miran smokes. He didn't even care and smoked close to her.

"I wanna dance," She whispers to him, Miran smirks at her.

  "Okay," he says, holding his vape in his hand. She raises her eyebrows and heads to the dance floor.

A few minutes later,

  "I wanna go home," she sits beside him.

He could tell she was frustrated. She had gone to the dance floor for him, but he didn't join her. And he had probably seen her dancing with others.

  She picks his vape, trying to smoke.

  "Woah, sexy," He took it from her.

"Sexy?" Her eyes locked with his.

  "Yeah"  He took her chin and bit her lips slightly instead.

  "Can we go home?" She asks, "We could celebrate the rest home."

  "Yeah?" He said smiling, while she rubs her hands on his thighs, reaching for his zipper. Glancing at him, she could hear his ragged breath.

"I'm bored," she says, locking eyes with him.

  "Tony?" He calls softly.

  "Yes sir," He leaves, shutting the door.

   "Hmm," He drops his vape. He found his way to her soaked panties, she grips his suit, the moment he touches her.

  "Hmhmm," she says with her eyes close. He was the first touching her where no man had ever been. It felt so good. She enjoyed the pleasure and didn't know when he got a finger into her. She gasps.

  "Open your eyes, baby," he whispers, slightly biting her earlobe. Kim's eyes shot wild the moment she realizes, she looks at the door nervously, someone could walk in.

  "No one is coming in," he whispers, kissing her neck.

  "Miran," she moans quietly, biting her lips. She held his hands but he moved deeper. His thumb teases her, how was he so good? Kim felt her head spinning, she wanted to scream to how good it felt.

   "Necesito tus ojos abiertos, nena" (I need your eyes open, baby). He brought her back to reality.

  "I can't," she says panting, leaning on his shoulders, her body becomes weak.

"Amo este vestido," (I love this dress) He whispers to her. Kim struggles with keeping her eyes open. Miran's talk wasn't helping, it only turned her on.

  She took her head back, struggling to keep her eyes open. The thought of him making love to her, made her go crazy.

"No puedes correrte todavía" (you can't cum just yet) his hands slipped out of her.