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Sex Tastes like Oranges	By : Aewnaur Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 2484 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Thanks to my one reviewer! Elma, your words are kind and much appreciated! This chapter is just showing how he is becoming obssessed, perhaps in the next chapter they will get a chance to speak. Or then again it might just be more nameless faceless sex. Now on with more sex on the dark side. Let me know what you think another chapter is already being written. I have tried to post this one twice already,, grr,,

A Second Helping

Two weeks later he was standing at the bar again. This time looking around wondering if she were here. Her, the wothatthat might ruin his life if he let her. He had to have her again. Or at least recapture that feeling. That out of control adrenaline rush that only comes from fucking a faceless creature in a dark dirty club. But really it was the taste that was drawing him back. He hadn’t had a drink in the last two weeks that he hadn’t thought of her. His friends were teasing him about his new orange juice obsession. He ordered and knocked back several shots of vodka before touching his orange juice chaser.

The dance floor was exactly as he remembered it. Dark and smoky, the red lights on the ceiling gave everything an otherworldly red gleam. He felt his cock instantly harden at the memory of this dance floor. The crush of body’s around him just fueled his blood. Here in this mix of bodies, this faceless mass of hormones he was just another dick. He was no one and no one knew him, just another anonymous body moving to the primal beat of the music.

It was an hour or more of moving steadily to the beat of music he wouldn’t have thought he would enjoy. Several more trips to the bar for more vodka, he was well and truly buzzing by the time he felt the hands on his stomach. Someone, female by the feel of it was pressed into his back with her arms wrapped around him. He felt his cock jump in anticipation. His eyes threatened to close as those hands roamed his body. One hand lightly moved up across his chest just pulling at his nipple re mre moving on. He groaned and wished he had decided to get his nipple pierced, maybe the hand would have stayed longer. The thought was abruptly cut short as the other hand dipped just an inch into the front of his jeans, just skimming the soft flesh of the head of his cock. He bucked up as he felt the fingernails scrap the tender skin. The sensation caused his entire body to shudder. He moved to turn into the emb but but she pushed him away, keg hig his back to her. Slowly they gravitated to the corner. His mind was barely registering the fact that his shirt was coming unbuttoned and his belt was now hanging free.

He was against the wall before he realized it, his foggy brain did note the fact that this was the opposite corner from last time. The speaker was lower and had a metal scaffolding behind it with several more speakers attached to it. The noise was deafening but he didn’t care. As the hand went lower into his jeans grasping his throbbing cock and squeezing, he decided it was time to turn and face his tormentor. He spun them around so he might be able to see her face but as he spun her she turned her back to him.

Her ass glowed white in the smoky darkness, she pulled his hands down to her wet opening as she bent over the speaker. He groaned as he felt the shaved flesh. It was her again! Quickly he pushed a finger inside her and lowered his jeans just enough to completelee hee himself. He was totally oblivious to the fact that they were surrounded by a horde of dancers. For him there was just this. He tasted his fingers again and nearly lost his control. Citrus exploded across his senses. He buried himself in her hot wet center quickly. She bucked back against him as much as she could before he grabbed her hips. Her feet barely touched the floor and couldn’t find the purchase she needed to thrust back so he held her still. He knew right then and there that there was a God, because He had made the speaker just exactly the right height so that he could ram into her with out loosing pace.

He leaned over her as he worked himself almost completely out of her and then rammed himself back in. She might be sore tomorrow but tonight he was giving everything he had into fucking that tight gripping wetness. His friends had given him a hard time because of the scratch marks on his back and he felt he should return the favor. One hand went around her front and pulled her up slightly grabbing a breast roughly. He slid his hands up under her shirt and pulled his short fingernails across her stomach, knowing he was hurting her but she seemed to like it. He felt her inner muscled clench him harder and he moved the other hand down to massage her clit.

It was rough and quick and the hottest fucking thing that had happened to him in forever. As she came the ripples of clenching muscles drove him over the edge. He emptied himself into her again and again, finally spent he leaned over and rested his forehead against her b Her Her shirt was still up around her shoulders and he kissed her back just below her black bra strap. He breathed deeply, attempting to memorize her smell through the sweat and smoke of the club. He groaned as he recognized the scent. Jesus H. Christ she smelled of orange blossoms. As he pulled out of her he raked his fingernails down her back, he grinned to himseLet Let her explain that to her friends, marks on the front and the back, the thought brought a savage kind of glee to him. He smirked as she arched her back and thrust her hips back wanting more. He smacked her ass before he tucked himself back into his jeans.

She stood and smoothed down her shirt and micro-mini skirt. She tossed her long blond hair back over her shoulders before turning back around to him. It was the first real glimpse of her face that he had. God she was gorgeous! The top of her head just barely came to his shouldend hnd her delicate frame looked like a sharp wind could blow it over, but what really turned him on was her breasts. They were perfect. He could see her cleavage heaving with the after effects of their activity. He wanted to bury his face between them, or his cock. Yeah that was it. Having those soft gs sus surrounding his cock and with every thrust she would lick the tip t. Ht. He groaned but it was lost in the thumping of the speaker. This was no good, how was he going to live out any of these fantasies if he couldn’t speak to her.

She started to push past him but he grabbed her and spun her back around. He crushed her mouth with his and forced his tongue inside. It was too much, his mind was shutting down. She tasted of oranges! While their tongues found eacher her and fought, tasting and teasing, mimicking the act they had just performed he reached down between them and found her center again. Quickly he gathered their taste together and brought his fingers into the kiss. As she lapped at his fingers he knew he was lost. Nothing would ever compare to this experience with this girl.

Again as they pushed their way through the dancing horde he lost her in the crowd. He had tried to keep a hold of her hand but she had pulled away in the middle of the crowd. She wanted to keep it anonymous he could understand the allure of it but really he wanted to take her home with him and fuck her all night. He growled as he made his way back to the bar.

He downed another vodka and orange juice, let his eyes roam the front of the club once more before heading home. Alone. Again.

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