irt.
My words fucking turned her on when I was trying to do the opposite. When she moans and tightens her grip in my hair at the nape of my neck, my mind says fuck it. She wants it, she’s going to get it. From me, and no one else but fucking me.
“Goddamn you,” I whisper roughly.
I lift her body and slam her back against the brick wall, making sure to cradle the back of her head. Her eyes glaze over when I grind my hard cock against her soft center. Her leg goes back around my hip, giving herself and me better access. The skirt she’s wearing rides up her thighs, and my hand goes to her exposed ass. I feel the lace that’s nestled in her ass crack and rip it to the side, before sliding a finger along her soaking pussy. A growl leaves my lips at the blatant need she has for me.
“Give me your mouth,” I demand, and nip her ear.
She shakes her head, leans it back against the wall, and tilts it to the side, saying without words that she wants my lips on her neck. I oblige her and suck a piece of her sweet skin into my mouth, even as disappointment settles in at not getting what I wanted. She’ll give in eventually.
We both moan when I thrust a finger inside her tight sheath. She’s so fucking tight. I add a second finger and wiggle them around. She bucks her hips, as sexy little whimpers leave her mouth.
“More, Blue. Please, I need more.” When she looks at me with pleading eyes, I know there’s no way I can deny her.
I look around the immediate area we’re in and see that no one’s around. It better stay that way, or whoever comes upon us will live to regret it. Releasing her ass, I inch back just enough to free my aching cock. It falls heavy from my jeans as soon as I pull down the zipper. I swear it has a mind of its own, and it wants Abby.
“Hold on, baby,” I tell her gruffly, then grab her ass and hike her up. We both look down in anticipation as I line my cock up with her sweet pussy. I don’t sink in slowly like I probably should. No, I lift my eyes when just the head is inside and watch her face as I slam my hips forward.
My grunt at being wrapped in her snug heat meets her cry of ecstasy. Her head falls back against the wall. I tighten my hands on her ass and press my chest against hers, pushing her further into the brick. I pull out slowly and slam back inside. Her back slides up the wall, the shirt she’s still wearing protecting her soft skin.
I bury my face in her neck, licking up the column until I reach her ear. “This what you wanted? Should I fuck you harder?”
“Yes,” she cries. She lifts her head and shows me wild eyes filled with lust. She bites her lip so hard, that it’s a wonder it doesn’t bleed.
I hiss when she brings her hands under my shirt and rakes her nails down my stomach, hard enough to leave marks. The pain only amps up my need to give her what she obviously wants. I pump my hips harder. She takes my dick into her body like it’s meant to be there.
Her cries become louder, and her pussy tightens around me, telling me she’s close. I push all the way in and grind my pelvis against her clit, until I feel her clamp down, impossibly tight. My eyes roll back in my head at the feeling of being hugged within her walls. My hands grip her ass to hold her in place as I pull back and thrust back in a few more times. My cum spills from my body and into hers in powerful pulses, leaving me feeling drained and sated.
My chest heaves as I relax against her. Her arms wrap tighter around me as we both stand there, trying to catch our breaths. I have no clue what just happened, but whatever it was, wasn’t normal. I’m determined to find out once we get back to my place.
“You okay?” I ask, and pull my head back from her neck to look into her eyes. Her head is still leaning back against the wall, and her eyes are closed. I’m pleased as shit to see a look of immense pleasure on her face. She no longer looks pale like she did before, either; her cheeks now carry a flushed look. There’s a sheen of sweat along her brow, but I know that’s from the sex we just had, not the sick look she had earlier.
“I’m fine,” she sighs, and opens her eyes. She smiles when she leans forward. At first, I think she’s going to kiss me. She looks at my lips, like she’s thinking about it, so I hold my breath and wait. Right before her lips meet mine, she veers to the right and places a soft kiss to my rough cheek. Her lips linger for several seconds, before she lifts her head.
Hiding my disappointment, I gently pull from her slickness. The sensation of sliding out of her reminds me that we didn’t use a condom.
“Shit,” I mutter. I whip off my shirt and hand it to her to use to clean herself.
Her head snaps up from my harsh curse. Looking from the shirt I’m holding out to her to my face, she blanches. I curse again under my breath.
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill, and I never go without a condom. I’m clean.”
I nod, waiting for her to discreetly clean herself before grabbing her hand.
“Come on.” I lead her down the dark alleyway to the lit parking lot.
“Where are we going?” Her voice is small and filled with uncertainty.
“To my place. It’s only a few blocks from here,” I answer, without turning around.
I pull my keys from my pocket and unlock my truck before we get there. I steer her to the passenger side and open the door.
My hands land on her hips to lift her up, but before I can, she stops me with her hands on my chest.
“I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“Too fucking bad. You owe me an explanation for what happened back there.”