Fame by Meghan Quinn

want to try some.”
    His eyes lit up and a slow smile spread across his face.  
    “That’s what I like to hear. Let me get you set up on the coffee table, it will be easier for your first time.”
    Leaning over him, she watched as he lined up a snort for her with precision. Once he was done, he took her on his lap, so his erection pressed against the crevice of her ass, and he leaned over to whisper in her ear.  
    “This, my dear, is going to change your life forever. You’re never going to get as good of a fuck until you do it with some cocaine in your system, believe me.”
    Excited, but also a little apprehensive, Willow leaned over and asked, “So, just snort it all?”
    “Yup, if you can’t take it all, it’s okay. I’ll finish whatever you miss.”
    She nodded and bent her head down so her nose skimmed the surface of the coffee table. With a deep breath and a bit of courage, she plugged her nose and inhaled the substance right off the coffee table in one smooth stroke. When her head shot up, Declan clapped his hands and said, “Holy shit, babe. You fucking owned that.”
    She looked down at the table and saw that she’d cleaned the whole thing. She didn’t know if she should be proud of herself or disturbed.  
    “I’m a little nervous,” she admitted. “I don’t usually do drugs.”
    “It’s okay,” Declan said, as he cupped her face. “It won’t be a problem, I promise. It’s not as addictive as people say it is…it’s just to relax.”
    Willow nodded her head and waited on the couch as Declan started to put away the pouch and blade in the box. While she watched him, she already started to feel her muscles relax. Maybe Declan was right…it was just a little relaxer, nothing more.  
    At least that’s what she told herself as Declan pulled her up from the couch and took her over to his windows. They were both naked and achieving the high that Declan set out for them.  
    He pressed her up against the window and instantly every touch, every sound almost felt surreal. Her mind spun as his hands ran up the sides of her stomach to the front of her chest as he cupped her breasts. His cock pressed against her back, and the feeling of his rigidness and his hands playing with her piercings had her throwing her head back against his shoulder and moaning.  
    Her senses were on fire and her skin was so damn sensitive to his touch that it heightened the arousal in her body.  
    “Are you on birth control?” he mumbled into her ear, as his lips played with her earlobe.  
    “Yes, and I’m clean,” she said, just needing him by now.
    “Good, me too, because there was no way in hell I would be able to put on a condom after I could see how wet you already were for me. I need to feel all of you, Willow. Every last inch of you.”
    “Me too,” she breathed heavily. “God, Declan, everything you say is making me wetter than before. Your touches are stealing my breath. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before.”
    “It’s because you’re relaxed,” Declan said, as his hand wandered down to her pussy. With two fingers, he dove into her wet center, and started finger fucking her.  
    Pleasure shot through her core at the mere touch of his fingers where she needed him the most. Her hand flew to the back of his neck, where she held onto him, and her other hand went to her breasts, where she started playing with her own nipples. The sensations rolling through her body were almost too much to handle.  
    “I need your cock,” she panted, as her hands fell to the window, bracing herself, as his fingers continued to scoop up into her.  
    The feeling of being exposed for the world to see while Declan fucked her senseless was something she was reveling in, absolutely loving. She wanted people to see how he made her feel; she wished there was a crowd of onlookers to watch her. Just the mere thought of it had her stomach clenching for release.  
    “Yes, please!” she screamed. “Fuck me,