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Chapter 16 by ManRayMansker ManRayMansker

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Girls’ Night

You stride into the bar with Samantha and Dawn at your side, your entourage of Delta Kappa Pi sisters fanning out behind you. Heads turn as you make your entrance, and you can feel the heat of dozens of eyes on your body, drinking in the sight of your skimpy dress and mile-high stilettos.

'Fuck yeah,' Samantha whispers in your ear, her hand coming to rest possessively on your hip. 'We are going to own this place tonight.'

You spot Alayna across the room, her petite frame swimming in a too-large sweater dress. She looks up as you approach, her eyes widening as she takes in your scandalous attire. You can see the moment she recognizes you, a flicker of fear crossing her face before she composes herself.

'Vanessa,' she says coolly, crossing her arms over her chest. 'I didn't expect to see you here.'

'Oh, I wouldn't miss it for the world,' you purr, stepping closer and letting your hand trail down her arm. 'After all, we have so much to catch up on, don't we?'

Alayna shivers under your touch, her skin prickling with goosebumps. You can see the pulse fluttering in her throat, the way her breath quickens. She may try to play it cool, but her body betrays her, responding to your nearness with raw, animal hunger.

'What do you say we find a table and get to know each other better?' you murmur, your lips brushing her ear. 'I've got a lot of stories to share about your new fiancé.'

Alayna swallows hard, her eyes darting between you and the exit. For a moment, you think she might bolt, but then her chin lifts, a spark of defiance igniting in her gaze.

'Fine,' she says, her voice trembling only slightly. 'Let's talk.'

You lead her to a quiet corner booth, your sisters forming a protective circle around you. As you slide in beside her, your thigh pressing against hers beneath the table, you can feel the anticipation building in your core, the thrill of the hunt singing in your veins.

This is going to be a night to remember.

She tenses at your proximity, her eyes darting nervously between your face and the exit. But as you begin to talk, leaning in close and letting your breath ghost over her skin, she slowly relaxes, drawn in by your magnetic presence.

'You know, Alayna,' you purr, your fingers trailing up her arm. 'I've always admired your spirit. The way you go after what you want, no matter the cost. It's... inspiring.'

She shivers, her skin prickling with goosebumps. 'I... thank you,' she stammers, her voice breathy. 'That means a lot, coming from you.'

'Oh, sweetheart,' you chuckle, your hand coming to rest on her knee. 'You have no idea what's coming.'

As you talk, your hand begins to move, sliding slowly up her thigh, pushing her dress higher and higher. She whimpers, her legs parting instinctively, giving you better access. You can feel the heat of her core, the dampness of her arousal seeping through the thin fabric of her dress.

'Vanessa,' she gasps, her hands fisting in your hair as your fingers brush against her most sensitive spot. 'Please...'

'Patience, baby,' you whisper, your lips brushing her ear. 'Good things come to those who wait.'

With that, you pull away, leaving her panting and flushed, her eyes dark with unfulfilled desire. You stand, smoothing your dress, and hold out your hand.

'Come on,' you say, your voice low and seductive. 'Let's get this party started.'

Alayna takes your hand, rising unsteadily to her feet. As you lead her towards the door, your sisters falling in behind you, you can't help but smile. This is going to be a night she'll never forget.

You lead Alayna out onto the dance floor, your hips swaying seductively to the pulsing beat of the music. Samantha, Dawn, and the rest of your sorority sisters form a tight circle around you, their bodies moving in sync with yours.

Alayna looks nervous at first, her eyes darting between you and the exit. But as you begin to dance, your body pressing against hers, she slowly relaxes, drawn in by your magnetic presence.

'Just let go,' you murmur, your lips brushing her ear. 'Let the music take control.'

She nods, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrenders to the rhythm. You can feel the heat of her body, the dampness of her arousal seeping through the thin fabric of her dress.

As the music intensifies, you pull her closer, your hands roaming freely over her curves. Dawn and Avery grind against her from behind, their hands tangling in her hair, their lips trailing kisses down her neck.

Alayna whimpers, her body trembling with desire. She grinds her hips against yours, her hands fisting in your dress. You can feel the wetness of her arousal, the heat of her core.

Samantha and Chloe keep the drinks flowing, shot after shot disappearing down eager throats. As the night wears on, inhibitions lower, clothes start to come off. Alayna's dress slips down, exposing the curve of her breasts, the hard points of her nipples.

You lean in, your teeth grazing her neck, your hand slipping between her legs. She moans, her hips bucking against your touch. You can feel her climax building, her body trembling on the edge.

'Come for me,' you whisper, your fingers working her clit. 'Let everyone see how much you want this.'

With a cry, she shatters, her orgasm ripping through her. You hold her tight, your own body throbbing with need. This is just the beginning.

You continue to dance with Alayna, your body pressed close to hers as the pulsing beat of the music throbs through the crowded bar. Your hands roam over her curves, teasing and caressing, stoking the flames of her desire higher and higher.

She melts into your touch, her eyes dark with lust, her skin flushed and damp with sweat. You can feel the heat of her core through the thin fabric of her dress, the dampness of her arousal seeping through.

'Vanessa,' she gasps, her hands fisting in your hair as your fingers brush against her most sensitive spot. 'Please...'

'Soon,' you purr, your lips brushing her ear. 'But first, let's take this party somewhere more... private.'

You pull away, leaving her panting and flushed, her body trembling with unfulfilled desire. Turning to the rest of your group, you call out, 'Alright ladies, let's take this back to the house! Who's ready for some real fun?'

A cheer goes up from your sorority sisters, and you lead the way out of the bar, Alayna's hand clasped tightly in yours. As you stumble through the dark streets, the cool night air does nothing to quench the fire burning in your veins.

By the time you reach the sorority house, Alayna is putty in your hands, her eyes glazed with lust, her body pliant and eager. You lead her inside, ready to take her to heights of pleasure she's never known before.

You lead Alayna and the rest of the girls back to the sorority house, the promise of more intimate fun hanging thick in the air. As you step inside, you're greeted by the sight of your other sorority sisters that stayed back are already in various states of undress, drinks flowing freely.

You waste no time in joining them, shedding your own clothes with practiced ease. Alayna follows suit, her inhibitions lowered by the **** and the heady atmosphere of sexual tension. You pull her close, your hands roaming freely over her naked flesh as you kiss her deeply.

All around you, your sisters pair off, their moans and sighs of pleasure filling the room. You guide Alayna down onto the couch, settling yourself between her spread thighs. As you lean down to lick and suck at her sensitive flesh, you catch sight of Samantha and Avery, their phones out and recording the scene.

You smile wickedly against Alayna's clit, knowing that this footage will be the key to securing your victory over her. You double your efforts, determined to make her come harder than she ever has before.

Alayna writhes beneath you, her hands fisting in your hair as she pants and moans. 'Vanessa,' she gasps, her hips bucking wildly. 'Oh god, Vanessa, I'm going to...'

Her words cut off as her orgasm crashes over her, her body shuddering and convulsing. You lap at her juices, savoring the taste of her pleasure. As you sit up, wiping your mouth, you catch Samantha's eye and give her a nod.

The evidence is secured

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