“Keep it up, and I’m going to fuck you in the gondola,” I said as I squeezed her breast again. She moaned against my mouth.
“Why is fucking you so difficult, Sawyer?”
“It doesn’t have to be.”
“Just fuck me.”
Without taking my mouth off hers, I reached under the hem of her dress and took hold of the crotch of her pantyhose with both hands. I easily tore a wide hole in them and then tugged her soaked panties to the side. As I backed up to the bench to sit, I moved two fingers along her slick pussy lips while I freed my dick with my other hand. I sat on the bench and moved my hand from her crotch to her hips to help her climb on. With her legs on either side of me and her starved pussy looming hungrily over my cock, I tugged the crotch of her panties out of the way again and held the base of my cock still so she could slide down it.
“My God,” she quickly mumbled before plastering her mouth to mine while she inched down my dick.
She moaned loudly into my mouth as her pussy took my cock. She was being much more vocal, and I wanted to hear her come. While our lips were locked, I held on to her hips and helped her move up and down.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I muttered.
I felt the subtle turning motion of the gondola and knew it was on the way down the black run. We continued to kiss and devour one another as our bodies moved rapidly toward release. As much as I didn’t want to, I opened my eyes and glanced out the windows. We were approaching the last pole before coming into the loading area.
“We’re going to need to continue this somewhere else.”
Taylor pulled her lips off mine and turned her head to look outside.
“Oh my God!”
“Relax,” I said as I helped her off my cock.
Before I straightened myself out, I helped her adjust her dress. Her cheeks were flushed as she ran her hands through her hair. I stood and undid my pants so I could tuck my aching dick back in. Taylor looked down at herself to make sure she was put together. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her while my hands rubbed gently up and down her back.
“Relax, Taylor. You look fine,” I reassured her as the gondola came into the loading zone.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. No one will be able to tell that you let me tear a hole in your pantyhose because you wanted my cock,” I nonchalantly said as the doors to our gondola opened.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulders as we stepped out onto the platform into the downpour of snow flurries. I auto started my SUV from the fob and glanced at Taylor. I stopped walking and stood in front of her, taking the lapels of her coat in hand.
“Button this up,” I said and started to button the coat from the top down. Her hands swatted at mine and she tried to turn away.
“Thank you, but I can button my coat.”
I playfully slapped her hands until she moved them.
“I can too, and I’m faster.”
She tilted her head back and laughed. “Says who?”
“Me.”
“Have I mentioned that I don’t like you?” she jokingly asked.
“Yeah, you mentioned that while you were bouncing on my cock and grinding your pussy against me in the gondola.”
I finished buttoning her coat and then looked at her face. Her cheeks were still flushed, and her mouth was now hanging slack. I put my hand under her chin and gently closed her mouth. I winked and smiled at her.
“Come on, I know somewhere we can go and not be interrupted. And if you want, I have something for that mouth of yours.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Sawyer
