Scream For me

As soon as I’m able to, I walk over to her and give her round ass a hard smack, making her yelp and shoot me a surprised look.

“Just reminding them,” I say with a grin, rubbing the sting from her perky ass.

Her eyes close as I inch my hand closer to her pussy. When she widens her stance for me, I’m unable to resist. I slide one finger along her barely covered slit, groaning when I feel how fucking smooth and wet she is.

I look up at the clock and groan. There’s still thirty minutes left, and I know I’m never going to make it. I need something to tide me over.

Giving her clit a soft rub that has her arching her back and letting out a moan, I press my lips to her ear and growl, “Follow me,” before storming around the corner. As soon as she’s out of sight of the main bar area, I pin her body against the wall and kiss her hard, running one hand over her tit while the other squeezes her ass.

She moans against my lips, kissing me with a hunger that matches my own. I press my hard cock against her, letting her feel exactly what she’s doing to me as she slips her hands under my shirt and trails her nails over my back.

Needing more, I kiss my way down her neck while slipping the thin strap of her dress off her shoulder, roughly pushing it down so one perky tit is exposed.

“Fuck,” I groan when I see her hard, cherry-red nipple. I run my thumb over her, loving how it makes her whimper and arch up to me. “You like that, baby?”

She moans and runs her fingers through my hair, fisting it tightly when I run my tongue over her nipple.

“Please,” she begs, watching me lick and kiss her tit. When I wrap my lips around her and suck her in, she lets out a sexy whimper and tries to pull me closer. “Please, Slater,” she begs. “I can’t take it anymore.”

I let my teeth graze across her nipple, feeling a shiver run through her. Running one hand up her leg, I groan at how slick her inner thighs are.

“What do you want?” I ask, lifting my head so I can see her. The poor girl looks like she’s hanging on to her sanity by a very thin thread. I’m right there with her, though. I’ve never been this damn eager to fuck someone. It goes way beyond just needing to get off. I want to own and possess every damn inch of her. It’s a primal, raw sort of need that’s consuming me more and more with each passing second.

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I lean over enough so I can take a quick peek at the bar, and as soon as I see it’s still in one piece and no one has jumped over to help themselves to free liquor, I bring my mouth back to Jenna’s tit and roughly push her thong aside, groaning when I slip a finger in and feel her tight little pussy clamp down on me, sucking me in even further.

“God, I can’t wait to fuck your little virgin pussy,” I growl against her tit, giving her nipple a soft bite as I start to finger-fuck her harder.

“Yes,” she whimpers, digging her nails into my back and rocking her hips up to meet me.

Knowing we’re short on time, I bring my wet fingers to her swollen clit and rub her in tight, fast circles that have her panting and her legs starting to shake.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpers, starting to lose control.

I give her tit one last suck before bringing my lips to hers just in time to swallow her loud screams as she cums hard against my hand. I squeeze her ass tighter, knowing it’s only my hands on her body that’s keeping her upright, and run my tongue along hers, drunk on the taste and feel of her.

When she starts to come down, I can’t resist dropping to my knees, lifting her dress up, and burying my face in her sweet little cunt. I’d rip her damn thong off if it didn’t mean the rest of the bar would be getting even more of an eyeful. No one else is allowed to see her pussy but me. It’s mine now, and I don’t fucking share.

I run my tongue up her wet slit, groaning when the taste of her pussy hits my mouth. Her hands rest on my head, lightly fisting my hair as her body trembles from the aftershocks. I slide my tongue inside her, fucking her in long, slow strokes that have her body tensing again and her breaths coming in fast, sexy pants.

Bringing my lips to her clit, I give her a gentle suck, swirling my tongue over her sensitive skin as my fingers dig into her hips, holding her still. She starts to whimper and moan, and I break away from her pussy long enough to say, “Don’t you dare scream when you cum, little girl.”

I smile when I hear her clamp a hand over her mouth and then nothing but muffled moans when I give her clit another suck, pushing her over the edge again. I lick and kiss and suck her pussy like a starving man, knowing I could happily spend the rest of my life with my head between her legs. When she’s shaking and whimpering and so sensitive I can barely touch her without her squirming in my grip, I very gentle flick her clit with my tongue, loving the way she arches her body for me, so satisfied but still so damn eager for more.

Giving her one last kiss, I put her soaked thong back in place and stand up, smiling when I see the I just came hard look on her face.

“More,” she whispers, leaning into my touch when I cup her face in my hand.

“Such a greedy little slut,” I murmur against her lips. “You’ve cum twice, and I’m stuck with a cock so fucking painful I can barely think, and yet you still beg for more.”

“I can’t help it,” she pouts. “I have a lot of years to make up for, and you’re the first man to ever make me cum. It’s not my fault if you’re so damn good at it that it makes me want more.”

“No one’s ever made you cum? How in the hell is that possible?”