She whimpered and shook her head, her hips moving restlessly.
“You liked my mouth on you, didn’t you, Bambi?” I asked, and shit, the way my voice was pitched, the way the words came out, there was no missing how hungry I was for her.
She gifted me with the sweetest sob. “Y-yes.” Her mouth opened against my throat and she tilted her hips, trying to get my finger inside her. “Jesse, I need…”
“I know, baby,” I said and teased her opening again, rubbing over it several more times before finally, so slowly, pushing the tip of my finger inside.
She gasped and it broke at the end.
Then her hand dropped and tried to shove my finger deeper and she cried out. “P-please, more.”
Holy. Motherfucking. Fuck.
I gave it to her. I pushed deeper, then slid back out. She was tight as hell and slick as fuck and I wanted to stuff my iron-hard dick inside her so bad I couldn’t see straight. “Christ, Lila.”
One of her hands was covering mine, keeping me where she wanted me, the other gripped my thigh, nails digging in.
I pushed in a second time, going nice and deep, working her clit with my thumb, and my girl let go. She worked her hips in a way that was dirty and so fucking sexy, like she was taking my dick not just my fingers. And her mouth at my throat was hungry, sucking and kissing, marking me.
I wanted it on mine, wanted to swallow her cries when she went off for me. I gripped her chin and took it, fucking her with my tongue like my fingers were fucking her pussy. It was out of control, wet, messy, fucking perfect.
I picked up the pace, pushing in deep, following her cues. She was dripping wet, all over my hand. Somehow this shitty night had turned into the best night of my piss-poor life.
I ground my dick against her ass cheek and kept on kissing her as her inner muscles clenched around my fingers. “That’s it,” I said. “Give it to me, Lila, let me feel you come, coat my fingers.”
Her mouth opened under mine and she cried out—my good girl giving me exactly what I asked for.
She shuddered and bit my lip, totally lost to it. I tasted blood, and I fucking loved that I’d gotten her to completely lose control.
She gasped in breaths as she started to calm. My fingers were still inside her and our kiss turned languid.
“Beautiful, Lila. So fucking beautiful.” I carefully pulled my fingers free and she shivered against me. I had to taste her again, so I lifted my slick digits to my mouth and sucked them, groaning, my balls drawing up tight as hell.
Lila’s eyes widened, her cheeks darkening.
I grinned down at her and pressed her hand to my hard cock. “Feel what you do to me.”
She squeezed me through my jeans, her breath growing heavy like she hadn’t just come for me a couple minutes ago, and she squirmed in my lap.
“Straddle me. Take my dick out. Stroke it.” I needed to come in a big way, and I wanted her eyes on me when I did.
Lila instantly did what I asked, shoving her tiny skirt higher around her hips so she could spread her legs and straddle my hips. I didn’t want anyone else seeing her. She was mine. So I kept the quilt around us as she undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and slid down the zipper with trembling hands.
I lifted my ass and she tugged my jeans down enough to free my cock. Her hands wrapped around it instantly, and she moaned softly as she stroked me.
“Does it hurt?” she whispered. “Being this hard.”
“Yeah, and it’s the best fucking ache there is.”
Her pussy was snugged up against the base of my cock, and I was finding it hard to think straight. She rolled her hips and squeezed me harder.
“You want to come again, don’t you, Bambi?”
“Yes, I feel…” Her face flushed darker. “Empty.”
I groaned and pre-come leaked out of the head of my cock. “You want my fingers again?”
She shook her head and carried on stroking me, her breaths coming out choppy, agitated. “Not your fingers.”
My breath seized in my throat. “You want me to push those little, sexy-as-fuck panties out of the way and slip inside, Lila?” I sounded like a horny monster. “You want to wriggle on my lap, work my cock inside you out here where someone could see?”
Her thighs squeezed against the sides of my hips, like she wanted to grind her thighs together. She dropped her head to my shoulder, trembling hard. “Oh God, yes. Yes, I want that.”
It took all my self-control not to tear off her underwear and slam inside her. Instead, I pulled my wallet from my pocket, took out a condom, and tore it open. “If my good girl wants to be fucked out in the open, that’s what I’ll give her.”
Her gaze dropped as I rolled on the rubber, her fingers digging into my shoulders, thighs still gripping convulsively at my hips.
I tugged her underwear aside and slid my thumb through her slit. “Fucking drenched. Put my cock where you want it, Lila. You’re in control of how much you take.”
Biting her lip, she nodded as the fingers of one hand gripped my shoulder tighter and she lifted up. Her other hand took my cock in hand and she guided the head where she wanted me.
I held her ass as she pressed down, slowly taking the head inside. She fell forward, her mouth at my ear, and she sobbed, then groaned.
She was tight as hell, and I took over holding my dick, feeling where we connected, the way she stretched around me. “That’s it, baby, just a little at a time. Feels good?”
Her thighs clenched against mine and she pushed down some more, then back up. “Yes, so good. I’m not sure I can…” She shuddered and came down again, taking another inch.
My entire body was held rigid as her tight-as-fuck pussy gripped me hard enough to cut off the blood supply. “You’re not sure you can take me?” I rasped, on the verge of losing my mind.
“Y-you’re so big and hard, and I feel so…full.” She whimpered again.
I slammed my eyes closed at her words, my balls drawing up, so close to coming. I breathed through it. No way was I going to come before she even had me all the way in. “Take your time, Bambi.” It may kill me, but I’d die happy.
She lifted up again, then pushed down more, and her inner muscles gave a little, relaxing some. Then she kept going until I was inside her, all of me held in her tight, grasping heat.
Her gaze locked on mine, her eyes glazed, lids heavy. She didn’t move, letting herself adjust, and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I grazed her clit with my thumb and her hips jerked.
“I want to move,” she said shakily.
I swiped her clit again and gripped the back of her neck with the other hand, fisting her hair. “Then move, Bambi. Fuck me.”
She leaned in, caught my mouth with hers, and rolled her hips, gasped, then pulled back and did it again.
I was shaking now, barely hanging on. “Good?”
She didn’t answer. No, she started fucking me. Rolling and grinding her hips, holding on to my shoulders, coming down hard without giving a fuck who might see us, getting off on it.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
I mean, I’d fucked in public before. No one cared about it in the club, but Lila letting go for me like this? It was something I would never forget. I brought her mouth back to mine, kissing her hard.
“You gonna come for me again, Bambi?” I gritted out and pressed down on her clit.