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"Say 'Go on me.'" She deliberately lowered her voice, her hoarse throat whispering in my ear, her warm breath lingering behind my ear, a tingling sensation that burned like flames.
"No... I hate you." I shook my head, feeling the burning alcohol still coursing through my body, a dizzying blur in my mind. In the night, with reason temporarily absent, the wildness within me began to awaken. Though my tone was one of refusal, my body involuntarily rubbed against her already ready fingers, her wet and wanton body moving back and forth at my entrance.
"Say 'Go on me,' hurry." She repeated, her wet fingers slightly entering and quickly withdrawing, then repeatedly caressing the entire budding flower. I began to moan, a sound like biting my tongue, like a cat's meow, sharp yet extremely weak, carrying a desire to be dominated.

Earlier that evening, I went to a party for a friend's birthday. I arrived quite late; the games were long over, and several friends I knew were sprawled on the floor, their faces flushed and their breath forming a cloud of alcohol in the air.
I cautiously moved past them, and then suddenly another friend I didn't know put his arm around my shoulder. "Hey, you're really late! Come on, come on, drink for us." He was holding a half-full paper cup of whiskey, the really strong kind; just the smell made me dizzy. He brought the whiskey to my lips, and I gulped it down.
"Good job." He patted my shoulder approvingly, and after I downed that glass of beer in one gulp, he staggered over to get me a bottle of beer. "Sweetie, keep drinking." I responded, gently urging him to sit on a sofa. I had originally planned to leave after congratulating the birthday boy, but the alcohol started to take effect, my blood began to rush, and I felt a surge of heat from within. Then my vision became blurry yet beautiful. It wasn't
until I came to my senses that I realized I was toasting the birthday boy. I didn't even know how many glasses I'd had. I only saw scattered beer stains and water droplets on the floor. I swayed and patted his shoulder, saying, "Happy birthday." He replied with an unappreciative look, "Don't try to take advantage of me."
"Damn it, who the hell would want to take advantage of you if you don't have breasts!" I gave him the middle finger. I tried to stand up but it was difficult, so I had to hold onto something for support and move to my phone. I picked up my phone and dialed, and then I heard her familiar voice, "Hey, are you okay? Do you want me to come pick you up?" I chuckled. "You're drunk, aren't you?" She started to raise her voice, "Hey, I'm coming to pick you up now, you hear me? Pack your things, I'll be there right away!"
I slowly put my phone back in my pocket. Soft clouds surrounded me, and I couldn't escape that fog. I just grabbed my coat and ran outside. In the distance, I saw a pair of car headlights speeding towards me. She stopped beside me, and I climbed into the passenger seat. I had barely sat down in the seat when I leaned towards her. "I'm so dizzy." I buried my face in her hoodie and kept rubbing it against her. The scent of her soap filled my nostrils, and I immediately felt at ease. "I'm so dizzy, so dizzy, so dizzy, so dizzy."
"Okay, okay, be good." She patted my head affectionately. I struggled to sit up and lean back in my seat, fastening my seatbelt. I watched her drive like a puppy trying to please its owner. The steering wheel was submissive in her hands. The car was going fast, but it didn't make me feel any more dizzy. Even when it stopped, it was extremely quick and quiet.
I stumbled out of the car and rushed to the bathroom. I turned on the hot water, letting the rising steam fill the small tiled space. I could almost reach out and grab a handful of water molecules. I quickly took a shower, feeling refreshed. At least I was much more stable when I walked. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself, then opened the bathroom door—
a blast of cold air hit me, sending shivers down my spine. I slowly walked to the bed. She was idly playing with her MP3 player. Seeing me, she patted the empty space next to her. "Come on, go to sleep."
I did as she said, walking around the corner of the bed and climbing onto the mattress. The towel was a bit cumbersome, making it difficult to climb, so I simply tossed it aside and got into bed naked. At the same time, she turned off the bedside lamp. The only light in the large room was the faint yellow glow from the stairwell outside, seeping in through the crack in the door.
I curled up beside her, relying on her familiar warmth and scent. I buried my head in the crook of her neck; she smelled so good, a feminine yet not overly sweet scent that made me feel lightheaded. Suddenly, I had an urge to bite her skin—so I opened my mouth and began kissing and biting her pale neck.
"...What are you doing?" She flinched, her voice trembling.
"I'm biting you." I rolled over onto her, straddling her lower abdomen, my hands holding her down, and pressed my body almost flat against hers.
Even in the darkness, I could feel her surprised gaze. I began to move up and down, slowly and erotically rubbing her sensitive areas, licking and kissing her lips, then invading with my tongue. She responded passionately, her tongue leading the way. I sucked heavily on her lips, making a sound, and then began kissing her neck. I breathed softly into her ear, accompanied by soft moans, low but clearly audible, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, like an orgasm.
"Ah..." she groaned softly, then began to breathe heavily, her heart pounding faster. She clenched her teeth, and I continued to rub against her, straightening up and taking her hands in mine, placing them on my chest. I guided her fingers, clenching and releasing, clenching and releasing—
"Let's make love."
"You said it."
"Mmm..." She guided me to lie back beside her, rolling over onto me. She kissed me deeply, her fingers and lips igniting flames all over my body, deep and shallow, light and heavy, layer upon layer, slowly sliding down until they stopped at my mons pubis.
Her fingers explored, finally touching a certain raised spot, gently kneading and squeezing it back and forth, making me writhe and groan with her movements—wet. She pressed her weight against me, tilting her head close to my ear, and said, "Say 'go on me.'"
"No." But my body couldn't resist the ultimate temptation. Her voice, her warmth, her body—everything was so irresistible. I lowered my body seeking her entry, but she maliciously kept escaping. "Say it." Then came repeated tickling, and ambiguous entry followed by rapid withdrawal.
"Ah...no..." She nibbled at my nipple, sucking and gently tearing at it with her teeth. The pain stimulated my extreme emptiness, making me desperately need to be invaded by her. "Hmm, you're so mean..." I groaned incessantly like a cat. "Say it, say it," I felt her entire palm press against me, her fingertips perfectly against my vulnerable spot. She gently caressed me, and for a moment I felt breathless, then tense up.
I gasped for breath, the emptiness almost overwhelming me. "Take me," I whispered, but it was enough. Her fingers slid into my need, the fullness making me breathless again. She began to move slowly, an indescribable pleasure leaving me half-submerged in her hands, her fingers gently hooking and rubbing upwards. I let out a sharp, tense cry, feeling her rapid movements. An explosive dizziness and numbness coursed through my body, paralyzing every nerve, forcing me to surrender to her.
She suddenly plunged deeper, stirring in the deepest part, a surging tide carrying me away. An extremely satisfying and incredible feeling made me groan loudly. Her skillful hands stirred my waves of sound with ease, pushing me back and forth to another peak. Finally, after a near-fatal tension, she withdrew from my wetness, erotically wiping the excess fluid on the wet exit.
Exhausted, I turned over to face her. "Sweetie, go to sleep." She snuggled closer to me, and I turned my head to gently kiss her smooth arm before closing my eyes.

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