“Fuck, yes.”
I follow her, watching that ass and grinning like a fool.
Five
Allana
His cock is even bigger and harder than I expected. That doesn’t happen often—where life takes your expectations and just smashes them out of the park.
I trot up the stairs quickly, pulling Derek along behind me. My dress is open halfway down my chest, and Derek keeps grabbing my ass.
I can’t stop giggling, and I’m getting wet all over again.
As I get to my hallway, I notice Evan looking like death.
For sure, he and Emilia have broken up. I might actually be in the mood to let her talk about it tomorrow.
Derek feels me up as I get the door open. I press myself against it for a few seconds, and he leans against me, covering my hands with his as he squeezes me against the wood.
I can feel his cock pushing against my ass. I can’t help it; I start letting out little moans of delight.
He whispers in my ear, “I thought you offered me champagne?”
With a hearty laugh, I push the door open suddenly, so he falls in a step. I slam the door and start unbuttoning the rest of my dress.
He puts one arm around my shoulders and kisses me, rubbing three fingers into my clit. He slides up to get his fingers nice and slippery, then goes back to teasing my
clit. He starts kissing down my neck to bury his face in my breasts, teeth going for my nipples.
Breathing hard and shaking, I push him back.
“Get your cock out,” I demand. “And your guns. Now.”
He grins as he pulls off the tie. Then, the jacket. Next, the pants.
My breathing gets louder as the tailored blue suit comes off. He doesn’t rush.
Next to go is his pale shirt. He rolls it off his shoulders, and I see his body is just as hard and tanned as I imagined.
I slide down on my knees as he pulls off his briefs and reveals his monstrous cock. It’s so big, thick, and long that my pussy aches deep inside and convulses just from looking at it.
I slide the tip into my mouth, rolling it against my lips. I suck it down into my throat. Derek gasps, gently rubbing the back of my head as I slide his cock in and out of my mouth.
I reach up and tease his balls, first gently, then harder. I pull on them and squeeze them as I my bob my head on his cock.
With a cry, he pulls my head back.
“You’re so fucking hot!” he growls.
He looks amazed. Dazzled.
A smile surprisingly appears on my face. I’m not used to it. My face might crack.
“Get on the couch,” he orders and points at the furniture.
I give his balls one last squeeze and do as I’m told.
It’s a big couch, wide and soft. I climb up and put my knees on the seat and my arms over the back. I hear him take a swig of champagne as he steps up behind me and puts his hand on my ass.