Alright. That was fair.
"You said dream," I replied. "Not nightmare."
She laughed and her eyes dropped back down to my crotch once more. "Yeah. I did."
It was dangerous. So much more dangerous than teasing her when we were behind the locked door of my room. This was out on the porch, and even though it was far enough away that no one would hear us from their bedrooms, it was exposed, and if anyone happened to come out because they were also restless in the night, there would be a lot explaining to do.
But I couldn't help myself. Not with her looking at me like that and talking about her dream.
"Is that what you want, Elise?" I asked her, not moving from my spot, but staring at her intently. "Do you want to suck my cock? Do you want to get on your knees for me and show me what a good little whore you can be?"
Her breath caught at the word, and for a second, I knew I had pushed too far. Dirty talk was one of my favorite things, but it wasn't for everyone. Jasmine had hated it, and I'd loved her enough to never do it with her, but it had just slipped out.
Knowing Elise and how sweet she was, she was probably completely turned off. And maybe that was for the best.
But to my surprise, when she looked up, her eyes were burning with heat and it wasn't from anger. Her lips were parted, and she seemed to be breathing shallowly.
She liked it. It was turning her on. Even in the scant light I could see her nipples were hard, poking against the thin fabric of her tank top.
Oh, it was too good.
"You do," I continued, letting my voice drop down a bit in tone and volume. "I should have known your whole good girl thing was an act. You just want to be treated like a dirty little slut, don't you?"
She whimpered, and it was like music to my ears.
"Come here," I said, waiting, watching to see if she would obey.
The porch remained such a bad place to do this, but the thrill of it was too hard to ignore. The fact that anyone could come down and see it, find her on her knees, mouth open while I fucked her face--fuck. It was too hot to pass up on.
Slowly, Elise brought the swing to a stop, and she got up, coming to stand in front of me.
I moved us so we were back against the wall beside the door, so anyone who opened it would have a hard time seeing us standing there. It was as close to privacy as we were going to get, and somehow, I felt like going inside was just going to break the spell and kill the mood.
Elise took a shuddering breath as she stood there and then slowly moved to get on her knees.
She didn't seem to mind that the wood of the porch was digging into her skin, and when she looked up at me, there was an expression of almost bliss on her face.
I licked my lips. "Fuck. You look good down there. Like you belong on your knees. Get my cock out."
She obeyed quickly, pulling my sweats and boxers down just enough so she could free my cock. It was already half hard, and easily on its way to being harder. Just her hand wrapping around the shaft was enough to have my breath catching, and she kept her eyes on me while she stroked it slowly.
"That's it," I praised her, voice soft. "Good girl."
She made a face, but didn't protest, and I laughed. "What, you don't want praise? You want me to just shove it in your mouth and use you?"
There was no answer, but the way she swallowed hard seemed to be answer enough. I swore under my breath. "Open your mouth."
Elise did it, lips parting, tongue out.
It was probably one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.
I reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, dragging her closer so my cock was right there in her face.
"Is this what you dreamed about?" I asked. "Me taking control? Using your pretty mouth until I'm satisfied?"
Surprisingly, she nodded, and that was enough for me. My cock throbbed with need, and I could feel her breath ghosting over it, enough of a tease that I couldn't hold back anymore.
Her mouth was open, and I used my free hand to feed her my dick, sliding it over her tongue, and pressing in deep.
