His eyes traveled from my swollen clit to my wet T-shirt, and he watched my tits bounce as he fucked me.
“Harder,” I begged.
He wrapped his arms around my knees as he pounded inside of me.
I bit my lip to muffle my moans. My legs began trembling. He tugged on both of my nipples harshly, and my back arched. I threw my head back and moaned.
“Mia! How long does it take you to get a glass of water?” Melissa yelled from her room.
My eyes widened, and I tightened around Mr. Bryne’s shaft.
He covered my mouth with his hand as he continued to thrust into me. Tension was building inside me again. A few moments later, I heard footsteps down the hall.
I tried to stop Mr. Bryne, but he stayed inside of me. He wrapped my legs around his waist as he picked me up off of the counter, bringing us to the next room—the living room. There wasn’t a door; only a doorway. He kept the light off and gently placed me down behind the couch. Even though the room was dark, I could still see the smirk on his face.
He knelt, lifted my legs in the air, and placed them on his shoulders.
“What are you doing?” I whisper-yelled at him.
“Giving you a damn good time,” he said.
He shoved himself into me more forcefully than before, and I tried to hold back my moans.
“Mia! Where are you?” Melissa’s footsteps padded around the kitchen.
Mr. Bryne held his hand to my mouth as he fucked me. I moaned into it and gripped the rug underneath me. His fingers teased my nipple through my wet shirt, and I tightened around him.
“Mia?” Melissa called out through the doorway to the living room.
Fuck, she was going to find us. Mr. Bryne drove deeper inside of me, his hand trailing down my body to my swollen clit. His fingers massaged circles around it. I bit down on my lip, desperately trying to keep quiet.
“Mia?” she said again.
My legs shook as the tension between them became unbearable. She walked out of the kitchen, and I threw my head back and moaned into Mr. Bryne’s hand.
My lips parted.Oh my God.Gush after gush of pleasure pumped through me. He smirked down at me and pulled himself out.
When I finally came down from my orgasm, he lay down next to me, pulled me on top of him—placing my pussy near his face—wrapped his hand in my hair, and forced my head onto his cock.
I swirled my tongue around his cock, tasting my juices, and slowly took him all the way down my throat. He shoved my head down further for me to take more of his huge dick. I bobbed my head up and down on his length, and he began pumping his cock into my mouth.
“Mia!” Serena yelled.
“Mia! Where’d you go?” Melissa called.
I stopped sucking.
“Don’t fucking stop,” Mr. Bryne mumbled against my pussy. He flicked my clit with his tongue and drove me back down onto him. “I wanna see your tits bounce as you suck my cock.”
He bobbed my head up and down on his cock, harder than before.
Their footsteps approached the kitchen.
I gagged on him as he hit the back of my throat. He grazed his hand against one of my breasts, took my nipple between his fingers, and twisted.Holy—
“Mia!” Serena yelled.
I sucked on his cock as he continued pleasuring my clit and nipple. His tongue made quicker circles on my clit, and I furrowed my brows, unsure if I would be able to hold myself together.
