His words tug at my heart. “As for you, big Daddy, you fuck me so well, I’d be an idiot to want any other cock.”
He rewards me with a magnificent smile. “My girl gets off on scenes from porn on paper.”
“Hey, show my books the respect they deserve. It’s called smut.”
He winks, and I almost melt in a puddle of lust.
“Open wide.”
He doesn’t have to ask twice.
He stuffs my panties into my mouth and disappears from view.
Let the dirty resume.
He snakes an arm around my waist, his chest resting on my back. “Ready for my cock?” His words send anticipation spreading through my body like embers igniting a fire.
I nod.
“Hold on tight.”
The edge in his voice suggests I do just that.
The searing heat of his tip glides up and down my pussy lips.
He catches my clit, and I moan.
My fingers tighten around the rail and I tilt my hips back, lost to ecstasy.
He takes pleasure in teasing me, nudging the crown of his cock at my entrance, without giving me what I want.
He does that over, and over, and over again, gliding from my hole to my clit.
Each time the tip of his cock makes contact with my clit, sparks fly and I let out a strangled sound.
I so want him inside me. I groan and wiggle my ass in the hopes of enticing him.
He lets out a dark chuckle.
On the heel of a grunt, Kaz invades me, his thick girth stretching my pussy.
Fuck, yes.
“Goddammit, I wasn’t prepared for this,” he says. “I didn’t expect fucking your sweet pussy bareback would be this good.”
I whimper and nod in agreement.
“So fucking good.” He slides in and out of me.
I clench around him, wanting more.
“Christ,” he says and gives me more.
When both his hands cup my breasts and his fingers tug at my nipples while he slams his cock deep, I go cross-eyed.
I can only imagine how lewd this scene would be if we were to get caught. Me naked, folded over a metal bench, my hands bound to the railing, while my boyfriend rams in and out of my pussy.
My boyfriend.
