“What are you doing?” I grab my cock under my jeans this time, adjusting it as it gets hard.
Renleigh steps in front of me and bends over, dropping her palms to my thighs and squeezing. She lifts her chin to meet my gaze, which is temporarily hypnotized by the white lace trim of her bra spotted through the deep V neck of her T-shirt. Her palms travel up my legs slowly, until one covers my hard cock over my jeans, and I groan.
“Devious behavior. Isn’t that what you called it?” She presses against me, and I grind my hips up toward her palm as my eyes flutter shut.
“See, I knew you were dirty back here.” I sit up on the edge of the chair, my hands grabbing the back of her thighs as I press my mouth between her legs.
“You wet for me, Renleigh?” My teeth snag the black fabric of her leggings, pull it away from her pussy, then let it snap back.
“Maybe,” she hums, her hands moving into my hair. Roddy is going to give me shit when I walk back inside after this, but I don’t really care.
“Let’s see,” I say, my fingers curling into her waistband before slowly dragging her leggings and panties down her hips. As soon as the thin trail of hair comes into view, I lean forward and slide my tongue between her legs and taste her.
“Shit,” she mutters, her hands pulling my hair as she holds my face to her swollen pussy.
“You are wet, you dirty little girl you,” I tease, pulling her pants and underwear down enough that she can spread her legs for me and give me more access.
My tongue sinks into her, probing her sensitive skin before I suck her clit into my mouth.
“Oh shit, Hunter. Shit, shit, shit.”
Her muffled cries make me harder, as does the sharp feel of her nails against my scalp. I want to give her bliss out here, to give her a new memory beyond the books and escape from her family. I want to make this place carry thoughts of me. My hand trails to the inside of her thigh, inching higher as my tongue continues to pleasure her. When my thumb reaches her swollen clit, I rub in slow circles until her legs quiver from overstimulation.
“You want to come in my mouth, Renleigh?” I look up at her, and her hooded eyes open just enough for her to whimper, “Yes.”
“Come for me,” I say, flicking her pussy with my tongue as my hands move to grip her ass. I hold her hostage against my face, my fingers digging into her from behind, and she grows wetter against my mouth until she writhes, and depends on my body to hold hers up.
“That’s it, Renleigh. Let go,” I say, sliding my hands deeper into her ass until my fingertips feel her wet center from behind. I sink one inside her pussy and another teases her asshole as she hums through every wave of her orgasm.
When her arms go limp, she falls back on her heels and steps a few inches away. I run my sleeve over my face, which I’m sure glistens with her arousal. She’s fucking delicious.
“Was that good for stress relief?” I ask.
She nods slowly, still drunk from pleasure. Her hand comes up to my face, sliding along my jawline and back into my hair as she urges my head back so our eyes meet.
“I’m not done,” she says before dropping her gaze to my hard cock, which is threatening to poke out of the top of my jeans.
“You want me to—” I tilt my head to the right, still holding her eyes as my hands move to my zipper.
“Pull it out,” she commands.
A nervous laugh hits my lips, and I glance back down the path, the coast still seemingly clear. Though anyone could venture out here while we’re not looking and get a pretty full show.
“You sure?” I check.
She nods and whirls a finger in a circle toward my dick.
“Pull. It. Out.” Her sharp tone is sexy as hell, so I yank my zipper down and lift my hips enough to tug my jeans and boxers down my hips. My cock springs free. I wrap my hand around my length and stroke myself while reaching for her lowered pants and tugging her close enough that I can slide my hand betweenher legs, rubbing her soaking wet pussy while she licks her lips and stares at my cock as if it’s her favorite desert.
Without me asking, she turns so her ass is facing me, then slowly backs into me and sits on my lap as I guide my dick into her. She sinks down slowly at first, a rather loudahhescaping her mouth.
“Fuck, you feel good like this,” I say, lifting my hips into her and sinking in deeper.
“Ooooh,” she moans, palms flattened on either armrest and lifting herself.
Her rhythm pick up, and she’s soon slapping her ass against my abdomen and thighs while I continue to thrust up to meet her every move.
“I’m going to come so fucking hard inside of you, Renleigh. So fucking hard,” I grunt, my cock swelling as she continues to slide down my wet shaft.
