Behind The Mask

“Way to go, AJ”
He blinked and stared at her through his mask. “What?”
“You dressing up as a vampire. I mean, how imaginative”
“Whatever. You know, a mermaid isn’t that much better”
“But at least it showcases my assets” She glanced down at her corset and her nearly bare breasts.
“No kidding” He dipped a finger underneath the satin and flicked a nipple.
“AJ!” Pushing his hand away, she hurried to the entrance and rang the bell. The door opened and Barack Obama was suddenly standing in front of her. “Cool mask”
The person nodded and gestured them in. They were soon engulfed in a sea of scantily-clad dancers. Half-filled glasses stood on tall tables, baskets of tiny sandwiches turning into dust alongside them.
“Wow. Great party” AJ came to stand beside her. “See ya later”
She sighed as he left her alone, once more wondering why she was still with him. He could be very nice, that was true. But when he was in one of his moods, all she wanted to do was slap him. Except he’d probably enjoy that…
Shaking her head to get rid of the dark thoughts, she looked for the open bar and made her way to it. She needed liquid encouragement, anything to forget the way men were staring at her cleavage. Damn shopkeeper who’d told her it would fit. It didn’t! It was too tight, too clingy. Too much.
She wasn’t a prude. Heck, she was dating AJ after all. But she didn’t like feeling like a piece of meat. And that’s exactly how the stares were making her feel.

Hours later, or so it felt, she was wandering up the staircase when she noticed him above her.
He was stumbling, one hand on the rail, the other holding onto his cape. “Babe”
“AJ? Are you okay?” She rushed up to the landing.
“Never been better” He grabbed her hand and pulled her close. “I want you” He said before claiming her lips. The kiss was sloppy and abrasive, thanks to the beard he refused to shave off. He tasted of nicotine and alcohol, and something else…
She broke the kiss. “You’ve been smoking again!”
“So what? It makes me feel good”
“Fuck, J, we’ve talked about this-“
He cut her off, “I don’t want to discuss it. I want to fuck you” Before she could escape, he pushed her against the nearest wall. “I’m so freaking horny” He mumbled as his lips found her neck.
He bit her soft skin and she gasped, wondering whether he really believed he was a vampire. Considering how out of it he sounded, that was possible. Hell!
“Alex” She tried but no, his hands were already on her.
They moved up her sides and tugged the corset down. Her breasts popped out, making him growl at the sight.
“I love your tits” He said before taking one in his mouth. He sucked on it but it was too fast for her to feel anything.

She couldn’t help but think of where they were. The house had been kept dark on purpose but they were still standing on the landing. Anyone could see them. She had to push him away or at least, get him to move to one of the spare bedrooms. She’d have sex with him and he’d calm down after that, she just knew it.
“Alex? What about we-“ She stopped short when she felt his hands on her bare legs. Her skirt was long but it had a clever slit up the side. His fingers were now on her thighs, his right hand pressing between them.
She grimaced as his fingers delved into her folds, never really hitting anything that felt good. Of course, if she’d been aroused, if they’d been somewhere else, it might have worked. But the circumstances were just against her.
She exhaled in despair when she felt him tug open his pants. Then his cock was there, pushing and pushing until it slipped inside her. It hurt but he obviously didn’t care. Knowing it would be over soon, she hung on and held to his shoulders. His cape whirled between them as he thrust back and forth. Grunts escaped his parted mouth, his eyes closed tight as he focused on getting his pleasure.
One more push and he stilled, obscenities spilling out as his seed hit her cervix. She winced when his hands tightened even more around her hips before he finally let go.
He stumbled away from her then took his time to put his clothes back to order. With a final peck on her dry lips, he staggered down the stairs with a smirk on his face.

She only realized her top was still pushed down when a shadow appeared in front of her. Barack’s glinting eyes met hers and she was sure he was smiling behind the mask.
With a jerk, she grabbed the corset and pulled it up. Except it was so tight she was having difficulties making it fit over her breasts again. Argh! Swearing inwardly, she turned so she wasn’t facing him any longer. She wasn’t sure who he was but he had to stop staring at her. It wasn’t her fault her boyfriend was crazy!
“Do you need help?”
She exhaled, the corset once more plunging down. “I…” Screw it. “I guess”
“Turn around”
Moving so that he hid her from everyone else, she faced him once more. “I can’t get it back up”
“I see” He simply stated, his voice triggering something inside her. She knew it, she was sure of it. But he didn’t give her time to think it through as his hands were suddenly around her waist. “Let’s see how this works” She heard him murmur.

“I think you’ll need to hold your, ah, breasts while I tug it up”
“Uh, ok” She gulped. Taking a deep breath, she cupped her breasts in both hands and waited. He grabbed the dreaded corset and pulled. It moved up but he couldn’t get his hands to fit over hers and her cleavage. He tried it again, to no avail.
“I think we’ll have to do the contrary” He let go of the corset which slid back down. “Let me”
Before she could even shriek a protest, his palms were on her breasts. His skin was warm and soft, and her nipples instantly reacted. Biting on her lower lip, she forced a moan back down her throat and instead focused on getting the damn thing up. She tugged and tugged some more but no. It just wouldn’t go back to where it belonged.
“It’s not working but thanks. I… Hell, I need to go”
“How?”
She stopped short. “What?”
“Are you gonna leave like this?”
She looked down and swore. “Maybe not. I’m sure-“
“Here” He drew his jacket off and draped it over her shoulders. “You can have this”
“Thanks. Again” She smiled softly as she slid her arms in the sleeves. The jacket felt warm on her bare skin, goosebumps suddenly appearing all over her body. “I-“ She licked her lips. “I’ll get it back to you”
“You know who I am”
“Yes” She’d guessed. She hadn’t had a reaction like this with a man since the last time he’d touched her. “H-“
“Don’t” He pressed his finger on her lips. “Don’t say my name”
“Ok” She blinked. “But-“
“Please, baby” He whispered before bending down and brushing his mouth on hers.

They kissed for a long while, the rest of the world forgotten. His hands found their way underneath the jacket, once more cupping her breasts. But this time, she let herself moan when he pinched one nipple then the other. His fingers drifted down her body until she could feel them open the slit in her skirt, tracing a sweet, sweet path across her thighs.
She jerked against him when he touched her there. She had felt nothing but pain earlier with her very own boyfriend but now, now it felt as if his touch held fire. He traced her folds then focused on her clit, circling it with his thumb in a deliberate manner. And still, he kissed her.
It was only when his fingertip found the entrance to her body that she let herself go in his arms. Tension built inside her until she was screaming in his mouth.
He gave her a few moments to get back down to earth before he broke the kiss and took a step back. He gently tugged the jacket back across her bare breasts and her skirt back to its earlier position before saying, “Have a good evening”
“But-“ She had nearly said his name out loud. Exhaling loudly, she said, “Thanks”
“Oh, it was my pleasure” He replied, his smile hidden behind the mask. “Bye baby”
“Bye” She watched him turn around and take a few steps down the stairs.
He whirled around suddenly and she tensed, her body straining towards him. “By the way?”
“Yes?” What? What? Was he going to ask her to join him later? Did he want to finish this? Or would he apologize for making her come when her boyfriend hadn’t managed to? Would he tell AJ about it? What?
“Remember to vote for me” He chuckled and hurried down the stairs.

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