Chapter 8 #2
“Not at all,” I assured her, before pulling up the song on my phone. “Okay, y’all, positions please!”
Dawn Anderson - September 12th, 2025
I was, once again, lost in a trance as I watched the way Raine led the group of dancers.
They moved like one body to the music, hitting moves that I could only dream of mastering.
I mean, I wasn’t the worst at dancing and could hold my own when it came time to perform, but I was nowhere near their level. Especially the one that Raine was on.
To me, Raine was the best dancer in the room.
Hell, in the building! It was the way she was so powerful yet elegant.
The way she moved commanded attention and screamed, “I’m that bitch, and I know it.
” It was inspiring and sexy as fuck. Everyone else in the room faded away as my eyes stayed focused on her.
I felt like I was attending a private concert, and when the music ended, I was up on my feet, clapping like I’d just witnessed the best damn magic show in the world.
“Simping ass,” Yari laughed as she shook her head beside me.
I ignored her as Raine looked at me with that smile that had a habit of stealing my breath away.
She turned to talk to the dancers for a while longer before dismissing them to head home for the evening.
They were excited and thankful to be off early.
She just chuckled and told them she’d see them next week.
Yari said to me that she was going to talk to our aunt for a bit before heading to football practice, then left only Raine and me in the room.
I got up and walked over to help her tidy up.
“You be dancing your ass off, love,” I compliment. She glances at me with a bright smile. “I knew I was right to hire you. You amaze me more and more every time. How do you do it?”
She shrugs. “It’s in my bones, I guess,” she replies. “If I have a child in the future, I’d hope that they’d love dancing just as I do. I mean, it’s okay if they don’t, but I hope at least a little bit of my love for it would rub off on them.”
“I can already picture a mini-Raine dancing around the living room, talking about some ‘watch this’, but it’s actually going to be good,” I joke, causing her to laugh uncontrollably. “And Imma cheer them on, too. Every step of the way.”
“You’re saying that like you plan to be living with me by then,” she smirks, putting down the items she has in her hand. She walks over to me, and I pull her closer, wrapping my hands around her waist.
“Like I said earlier, you know where I stand,” I smirk. She shakes her head, looking up at me as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. Ugh, she’s so fine.
“I don’t know anything,” she states. “We’ve been dating for weeks, yet you haven’t said anything about what we are.”
“You’re mine,” I state, staring into her eyes. “And I’m yours.”
“Hmm, I think I need more specifics.”
I nod, knowing exactly what she wants. I leaned down to kiss her as I walked her backwards until her back was against the full-length mirror on the wall.
She whimpered softly as I took her hands and pinned them up above her head.
I took in the way her eyes lit up with desire as fire built up in the pit of my stomach.
When I leaned in to bite her ear softly, she sighed contentedly.
“You keep playing like you don’t know you’re my girlfriend when we both know that’s what it is,” I whisper before moving down to kiss her neck. She moaned. “I told you, you’re mine, Raine Williams. Understand?”
“You still gotta ask me,” she replied, breathlessly.
“Is that what you really want, baby?” I smirked, pulling back to look at the way she was lost in the feeling. She nodded. “Okay, gorgeous, I got you.”
I let go of her hands, and they instantly wrapped around me, pulling me closer until there was barely any space between us.
My left leg slipped between hers accidentally, and when I tried to move, it pressed against her center, causing her to moan once more.
It was a sound that I would’ve leaned into had we not been in this open dance studio.
I tried to pull away, but she tightened her grip.
“Again,” she whispered, and my eyebrows lifted a bit. “Please…”
Shit, if she didn’t care, neither did I.
I placed both hands on the mirror on either side of her head and licked my lips, looking down at her.
She was panting softly as she stared back up at me.
Quickly, I flipped us around until my back was against the mirror and she was in front of me.
I then pulled her closer and moved my leg to the perfect angle for her to grind against. I watched as her face twisted in pleasure with every movement.
My hands were on her hips, helping her chase that feeling that had her head falling back.
I had to kiss her to keep her voice down because my baby was loud.
I felt excitement build in my stomach as I thought about just how much noise she’d make once we were in private.
When her pace began to quicken, I knew that she was close.
“That’s it, Princess,” I coax, feeling her warmth seeping through the material of my sweatpants. “Take what you need. Mmm, I know she’s been waiting for this. Don’t worry, I got you.”
“Dawn,” she moaned.
“Do you want to be my girlfriend, baby?” I asked. “You want that title, gorgeous?”
“Yes,” she panted, still grinding against my leg. “So much, oh god!”
“Shit, you look so beautiful like this,” I told her. “You ready to come for me, love?”
“Yes! Yes, please!” she whined as I applied a bit more pressure. “Dawn..I’m gonna-”
Before she could finish her sentence, I scooped her up and laid her over to the couch in the corner of the room.
It was behind a long partition, so we were blocked from view if someone did come in.
She kicks her shoes off, but struggles to shimmy out of her leggings, so I helped her, pulling her panties off with them.
Within seconds, her legs were spread, and I was tongue deep in her sweetness.
Yeah, she smelled good, but she tasted even better.
I knew from the moment I tasted her on my tongue that I’d become addicted to her.
I knew that my obsession with her would only be worse from that point on.
I craved her in every way possible, and if we weren’t in this studio right now, I’d show her just how much.
But for now, I was gonna give her a taste of what she had in store once I got her back home.
“Ooh, right there,” she whimpered as I used my tongue to fuck her while my nose brushed against her clit.
I gripped her thick thighs in my hands and held them open wider, giving me more access to what I wanted the most. She bucked against me, riding my tongue like she was trying to win a prize, and I was eating her like I was trying to win one too. We both knew we’d get one if we kept at it.
“Oh, fuck, I needed this,” she told me as her hands found their way to the back of my head. She pushed down as I picked up the pace of my eating. “I needed this so bad.”
I didn’t reply, deciding to stay focused on the task at hand.
I continued to bring her pleasure until she shook against my lips.
Not one drop of her sweetness was wasted as I cleaned her up, causing her to shiver and fall over the edge to yet another release.
And what did I do? I licked that all up, too.
I was so close to heading for a third round, but I stopped myself.
As I looked up at her, my face covered in her juices, she reached to pull me on top of her.
Our lips locked, and she moaned at the taste of herself on my tongue.
As much as I wanted to stay like this with her forever, I knew that we needed to get up and clean up before someone walked in on us.
I stare at her lovingly as she strokes my cheek.
“You wanna come home with me tonight?” I ask, never once breaking eye contact. “We can continue what we started, if you’re down.”
“Of course, I am,” she giggles, kissing me once more. “I’m not done with you yet. I need to taste you on my tongue before the night is over.”
“Mmm, you’re kinda freaky, huh?” I tease, sitting up to hand her her clothes. “I like it.”
“You’re the one who just ate me out in a dance studio, knowing that anyone could walk in on us,” she chuckles, shaking her head. She slides on her panties and then leggings.
“Yeah, after you fucked yourself on my thigh,” I point out with a smirk. She sticks her tongue out. “It was hot as hell, though. I was ready to give you whatever you wanted.”
“Well,” she says, standing up. She leans down until our faces are only a few inches away. “Now, I want you to fuck me all night long. Can you do that?”
“Anything for you, gorgeous,” I reply, kissing her.
After exchanging a few more kisses, we get to work cleaning up any traces of our activities.
Once everything is back how we found it and sanitized, we head out of the room, cutting off the light and shutting the door behind us.
I joked that I was glad everyone had gone home, and Raine shook her head, giggling at my silliness.
When we made it to her vehicle, I kissed her one last time before leaving her so I could get in mine.
Soon, she was following me out of the parking lot and back to my place.
“Mi casa es su casa,” I told Raine once we’d crossed the threshold of the place I called home.
This was her first time coming over, and I could tell from her expression that she was impressed. I’m so glad that I cleaned up yesterday. She complimented me on the modern layout of the penthouse, and I thanked her before offering her something to drink.
“Wine? Water? Orange juice?” I ask as I open the fridge. “Any of those tickle your fancy?”
“Ooh, I wouldn’t say no to a little wine,” she replies before asking if she could use my bathroom to freshen up. I pointed her in the direction, and she thanked me before grabbing her duffle bag and disappearing down the hall.
Twenty minutes passed before she emerged in a fresh pair of tights and an oversized t-shirt.
My eyes were glued to her as she switched past me, smelling so damn sweet.
My mouth was watering, so I quickly excused myself to freshen up.
I knew exactly where this night was going, and I wanted to smell just as good as her when we got to that point.
When I made it back to the kitchen after a quick shower, I found her leaning over the kitchen counter, scrolling through her phone.
As I approached, she looked up at me in delight.
I could feel her watching my every movement as I pulled down the wine glasses.
I smirked a little when she tried to play off a gasp after my muscles flexed when I unscrewed the bottle with ease.
I was doing the bare minimum, but I should’ve known that getting a glimpse of my strength would have her sitting on the edge of her seat.
This wasn’t the first time I’d caught her checking me out, but her reaction amused me every time.
The way her eyes traced the curves of my biceps made all the working out I did so damn worth it.
When I finally passed her a glass, she averted her eyes, a pink hue spreading across the chubby cheeks I’d kissed dozens of times over the past few weeks.
“You got something you want to say to me?” I tease, and her eyes reach mine again. When she didn’t reply, I set my glass down and walked around to where she was. She placed hers down as well before turning her body towards me. “Speak up, love. Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“The only thing on my mind is visions of you holding me down and fucking me into tomorrow,” she says, and a smile stretched across my face. I scoop her up bridal style before walking her towards my room.
“Anything for you, my love.”
As soon as the door was closed behind us, the clothes were coming off as we kissed deeply.
My body was already hot from the sounds she was making as my hands roamed her curvy body.
I was obsessed with every inch of her, and by the time my lips connected with her flesh, she was whimpering in the best way.
I took my time trailing kisses down her body as she lay back against my bed.
I admired how beautiful she was, and my stomach knotted at the thought of getting to have her in all the ways that I’ve craved since the first time I laid eyes on her.
Her hands traveled to the back of my head when I finally made it to her thighs, and they spread for me, welcoming me back.
“Mm, you look so perfect,” I tell her before diving in.
I savored the taste of her on my tongue and feasted until her thighs were shaking.
She tried to scoot away, but I gripped her tightly, pulling her back to me.
I wasn’t finished having my meal, and I told her as such.
I was making up for not being able to eat her out for as long as I wanted earlier when we were in the dance studio. I didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon.
“Dawn, oh my goodness,” she whimpered, combing her hands through my hair as I sucked her clit into my mouth and used my fingers to fuck her deep. “Shit, I’m bouta come again!”
“Let it go, baby,” I coaxed, waiting for my prize. “Don’t hold back.”
She cried out as she came undone for the third time in a row, and I was finally satisfied as I drank her sweetness.
I quickly stood and walked over to my closet.
I pulled out what I’d need to make her feel all the pleasure she wanted and strapped it on.
Within seconds, I was back between her legs, but this time, she had wrapped them around my waist as I pushed deep inside of her.
“Oooh, fuck!” she exclaimed as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her up so that we could kiss. She bounced up and down, taking the toy as deep as she could. I could feel her juices mixing with mine, and what a glorious feeling it was.
“You’re so pretty,” I told her between kisses. “You’re taking me so well, mamas. There you go, baby.”
“Oh, god! Dawn…” she said, wrapping her arms around me tighter. “Deeper, baby, please. I need you deeper.”
I nodded and quickly maneuvered us until she was on her stomach, and I was sliding back in from behind.
I gripped her hips and fucked her in the way that she needed.
The sound of our moans filled the room as I dug so deep in her guts that she was crying out my name and thanking me for making her feel good.
All I could do was smile in accomplishment as I kept that same pace until she’d once again been brought to an intense release that had her ready to tap out.
I was spent as I collapsed beside her, but I still had enough strength to shimmy out of the strap and pull her into my arms. We shared a few kisses as we regained our strength.
Not even fifteen minutes later, she was between my legs, beginning another round of pleasure that went deep into the early morning.