She arches a rebellious brow at me. “Make me shut up then.”
So I do.
I take her lips in mine, kissing her hard, and she opens for me instantly, letting my tongue in to caress hers.
My cock hardens in record time as she rubs against me, and my hands find their way under her shirt, that damn Anaheim she’s worn too many times to count now. I swear she wears it because she knows what it does to me—it drives me absolutely fucking wild.
So damn wild that if I don’t get my cock inside her, I might explode.
“Wanna fuck you so bad,” I murmur against her lips.
“Here?”
“Yes. We’re in the back. The doors are mostly closed. We’re hidden.” I pull away and look at her. “Can I?”
Her eyes are so glassy as she nods. “Yes.”
“Are you a good girl? Can you be quiet?”
Another head bob as she rubs herself against my thigh.
“Say it.”
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. “I’ll be a good girl and stay quiet while you fuck me, Noah.”
An animalistic growl leaves me, and I don’t have time to analyze that.
“On your hands and knees.”
She flips around, looking at me over her shoulder with nothing but pure desire as I unzip my jeans.
I yank her shorts and underwear down, and groan at the sight before me.
Fuck, she looks so good like this. Her bare ass in the air, her breaths coming in sharp.
She presses back, searching for my touch, and I can’t help myself. I pull my arm back and lay a hard smack across her exposed cheek.
She lets out a low groan. “Fuuuuck. Do that again.”
I oblige, loving the redness my palm leaves behind. If I had more time and I wasn’t worried about someone catching us, I’d spend as much time spanking her as she’d like, but I’m too damn eager to be inside her.
I slip two fingers into her, loving the sound they make in her wetness.
“Oh god,” she cries, and I remove my digits.
“You’re supposed to be quiet. Good girls are quiet. Are you a good girl?”
She clamps her mouth closed, nodding fervently.
“Then hush while I play with this pretty pussy of yours.” I slip my fingers back in, and she groans.
I want to be mean and tease her by removing them again, but I want to feel her squeezing me even more.
I reach into my back pocket for my wallet and grab the condom I tucked in there the other day, just in case. I rip open the packet with my teeth, then roll it over my cock while she fucks herself on my digits.
When I’m finally covered, I replace my fingers with my cock in one swift motion, and my good little girl lets out a loud sigh.
“Fuck,” I say through gritted teeth as I slide out and back in. “Your pussy fits me so well, darlin’. Like a fucking glove.”
