“You’re so wet. I’ve waited too long for this for us to get it on in my car.” I pant into her hair. I tease her clit a few moments more, unable to pull away.
“Trev, I’m going to come.”
“That’s it, cupcake. Give it to me.” Her tight body convulses around my fingers, and I groan, imagining her wrapped around my dick.
I’ve barely withdrawn from her before I’m running to her side of the car. Gathering her in my arms, I carry her to my apartment. I’m not letting this girl go.
Kicking the door closed, I take her to my room. I’m shaking with need but trying to play it cool. Dropping her to her feet, I give her a chaste kiss before ripping everything from my body but my boxers. As she mimics my actions, I take a seat on my bed to watch her. This woman steals my breath. As her last item of clothing falls to the floor, I pat my thigh.
“But… I didn’t do anything,” she scolds, appearing stunned.
“Awe, sass. You know it’s just a matter of time. Why not get it over with?”
The minx practically skips in my direction, trying to bite down her delight.
“Yeah. That’s what I thought.” I chuckle.
My sweet girl pushes me back, so she’s draped over me, both of us lying on the bed. I have clear access to her bare, perky little ass and waste no time copping a feel before giving her a playful spank.
She gives me a saucy look over her shoulder, and I know full well she wants more.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Oh, god.” She wriggles. She rolls on her side and I question if she’s attempting to make it easier for me to access her now pink bottom until she dips her hand into my boxers. The familiar warmth of her palm stroking my cock causes me to let out a groan.
Dropping my hand down the soft curve of her ass, I dip my fingers into her, thrusting in and out, in and out, before giving her a few more swats. “Oh, fuck.” My eyes roll back in my head as she surprises me, curling her body forward so she can glide her warm, wet mouth down the length of my shaft. Gripping her hair, I’m unable to concentrate on anything but the feel of hitting the back of her throat as she plays with my balls. “Addy,” I groan. “I need to be inside you.”
I watch as she scurries up the bed and spreads all starfish-like for my perusal. Her soft, bare pussy is glistening for me. “Grab a condom from the bedside table for me, cupcake,” I ask, lowering my boxers and giving myself a few strokes to curb the ache. But she simply lies there, watching me. I arch a brow.
“Trevor Laurence, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
I let out a little chuckle, leaning down to kiss her. “If you don’t put a hat on it quickly, I’m going to shoot my load all over your tits before I can get inside you.”
She instantly twists to pull open the drawer, grabbing a foil packet, ripping it open with her teeth, and rolling it on me as if her life depends on it.
“I can make it a few more minutes, babe.” I snort. Nestling between her legs, I stop before entering her, needing to take a minute.
“What’s wrong?”
Leaning on my forearms, I dip my mouth to hers and kiss, lick, and nibble her lips. “I love you. I want to make you happy, Addy.”
A sweet smile curls the corners of her mouth. “You do. I’m so in love with you, Trev.”
Nudging my cock into wet heat, I hold her tightly to me as I make love to my beautiful girl. Slow, deliberate strokes that hit the spot she likes. I know she likes it wild and rough, as I do. But I want to enjoy this moment as long as I can. Reaching down, I rub small circles against her clit as I glide in and out of her. I know she’s close as her breaths quicken against my neck. “I hope you had a good night’s sleep last night, cupcake. Once I’ve made love to you, I plan to fuck you in every room, eat you in the shower, and feed you my cock for breakfast.”
She whimpers, digging her nails into my ass. “Trevor.”
“That’s it. Come all over my cock.” I pump into her, trying to hold back but desperately close to the edge.
“Trev.” She moans as her body quakes, giving me the green light to let go.
No longer able to control my pace, I lift her hips and buck wildly into her for several more thrusts until white dots cover my vision. “Shit, Addy.” Digging my fingers into her hips, I groan out my release, collapsing on top of her.
I barely catch my breath before the tones for station 12 are bleeping from the radio in my discarded clothes on the floor.
“Engine twelve, Engine twelve, please respond, code three to 9212 Red Fox Lane for a missing person’s call.”
“Um, isn’t that Mildred’s address?” Addy giggles.
