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Chapter 19
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It was a bad idea. In the realm of ideas, this was top ten bad idea level. There was nothing good that could come from giving Blake a dance.
And yet dancing with him was exactly what I found myself doing.
He stepped up to me, the music moving into a grinding rhythm. His hand fell on my waist lightly and then pulled me in just an inch further but it was enough to make me throw up my hands in defense, pressing them against his chest and holding him at bay even if it was the last thing my body wanted.
The touch of him on me was intense, intense enough to make me whimper against my best instincts and attempts to keep silent. If we were in the middle of the dance floor that sound might have gone unheard, but out here with just the two of us and the tinny sound of the radio it put a grin on his face and he knew that he had me.
Blake made me sway to the beat. His other hand came up and slid around to the small of my back and he pulled me in an inch closer and my arms were trapped between our bodies. I could feel my heart pounding and my breath coming in ragged little gasps. I could feel him start to move me, start to find the beat and bring me into it.
I closed my eyes. God I didn’t mean to. I meant to just blink but my eyes closed instead and I couldn’t bring myself to open them. If I had them closed it meant that I could pretend that it was someone else who had their hands on me but that was a lie as well, I knew the whole time that it was him.
Tonight had been a riot of feelings, of new experiences. The dance floor had been a rush, a hurricane with me seemingly at the center of it all but not at all in the calm eye of the storm. All those people looking at me and wanting and expecting and I had nearly become lost in it, had nearly lost myself.
First with Rachel with her eager excitement. Then to the whole crowd who reached and nearly took me. Finally to that stranger, the man in the mask who felt so right to me and who I wanted, but who slipped away.
Now there was just Blake and me in this little hidden secret cove. The two of us moving to the beat of this music as he took the lead and his hands began to roam.
The one in the small of my back kneaded into me, feeling my body tense in response to him. The other curled its fingers on my hip and then slid up, teasing their way over my ribs and then slipping back instead of forward over my breasts even though they were aching to be touched.
Blake filled his hands with my body and god it felt so good. I remembered my own private pleasures in my room, the way that my mind had wandered and wanted and craved a touch just like this. Just like this and so much more.
We were so alone right now. Just the two of us and the moonlight and the radio to keep us company.
No one would know.
No one would have to know.
My arms relaxed and I let him take me a little further. He slipped those hands nimble over my body and started to make me sway, to make me grind. I began to suspect that were it not for him my knees would have buckled and I would have fallen but the knowledge that he would have caught me kept me safe.
Even though it left me entirely at his mercy. Just this man who I ought to hate and this feeling that I couldn’t help but love.
My hands slid up, slipping around the back of his neck and pulling him down into me as I stepped forward into his embrace and felt my body press against his.
And god it felt so good to be held by him, to be wanted by him. It felt so right and for a moment I could make myself forget and just believe that we were oh so simple.
That he was just a man. That I was just a woman. That we were just going to do what came naturally to us.
I knew that my body needed it and as I felt him tense with the whole of me in his arms I knew that his body did too.
It was all so close, so close that I could relax into it and god that was precisely what I wanted.
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A Gender Swap Story
When a man with regrets gets a second chance at life he winds up getting far more than he could have ever imagined. Sent back in time to his first day of college he finds himself back in his old body, with a twist. He’s a girl now, the feminine version of himself, and all his old friends and all his old enemies have designs and ideas on just what he should do with the second chance he’s been given.
Updated on Dec 31, 2024
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