Dirty Addiction (Dirty 2)

I grab her face as I press my lips against hers. Her lips are the softest lips I’ve ever felt. When her tongue tangles with mine and her body presses against me, I know I just made the best damn decision of my life.

She’s beautiful. But then she’s always been beautiful. She’s more than that now. She’s hot. Her body fit and curvy. She’s smart and stubborn. She’s ambitious and ruthless. She’s exactly what I want.

She pulls away, and I can feel her slipping away again. I can’t handle not having her.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to compose myself so that I don’t let you fuck me right here, on the sidewalk.”

I kiss her again, pulling her lip back into my mouth, as she moans. “I think you would like it if I fucked you right here.”

She blushes. “You’re probably right. But then we would both get arrested for indecent exposure, Lily would fuck up her interview, and we would both get fired, our careers over.”

I raise an eyebrow. “It would be worth it, don’t you think?”

She cocks her head to the side as she stares at me.

“Fine. We’ll find a more suitable place to fuck.”

“Thank you,” she says, happy with her win.

I can see the wheels turning in her head. She grabs my hand and begins pulling me down the sidewalk, desperately trying to get to wherever we are going as fast as possible.

But she isn’t the only one with ideas.

I let her lead me down one block before I can’t take it any longer.

I grab her hips, and I push her against the brick building while I kiss her again.

“We. Have. To. Keep. Going,” she says, kissing me between every word.

“No, we don’t.”

“We do if we are going to get to my car,” she says as I kiss her neck.

I laugh. “We are not going to make it to your car.”

She tangles her hands in my hair as she nibbles on my lip.

“Sure we are.”

I kiss down her neck again and listen as she gasps.

“There is no way you will make it the two blocks to our cars,” I whisper into her ear as my fingers dip inside her pants and beneath her panties to find her pussy already dripping for me. “You will come before I even get inside you. And I can’t have that happen.”

I pull my fingers back out and lick them while she breathes heavily.

“Fuck me. Now,” she breathes.

I

grin. I grab her hand, pulling her to the next door. She grabs my face as soon as we enter the building, and her lips kiss me. She can’t get enough of me, and I can’t get enough of her. She thinks one fuck is going to be enough to get whatever is going on between us out of our systems, but she is wrong.

It’s going to take more than one fuck.

It’s going to take more than one day.

More than one night.