Tally meets me on the other side of the crowd, the wildest grin on her pink face. “You make one sexy outlaw.”
“Told you I can be anything you want me to be.” I choke down the rest of the sentence that goes ‘But most of all, I wanna be yours. Forever.’
She hooks her arm under mine, her tits pressing against me.“How did you start a fire with a wrench?”
“I used it to create a short circuit between the car battery terminals. Cause the current is so strong it produces a lot of heat and sparks, which ignited the hydrogen gas produced by the battery.”
“Who knew mechanic talk could be this hot?” She looks at me with those fuck-me eyes again and blood rushes to my cock.
Tally drags me to the ticket booth and slaps down the admission fee before I can get a word in. In a whirlwind of curls and giggles, she steers me past canvas tents, carnival games, and food trailers toward a small Ferris wheel. Decisively, she pulls a hundred-dollar bill from her bag.
She approaches the guy running the ride and shoves the money in his hand. “Two tickets, please!” she shouts over folk music and game vendors calling out to patrons. “Can you hold it at the top? We really wanna enjoy the view.”
The old man looks us up and down. Then at the money. Then at us again. “Youngsters,” hegrumbles. “This buys you two minutes. Not a second more, ya hear? I got other folks wantin’ to ride, too!”
“Thanks!” Tally says and pulls me into the nearest cabin, shutting the door behind us.
We sit and the Ferris wheel starts to turn. As soon as we’re out of view, she reaches under her skirt and shimmies her perfect ass on the bench. She takes off her panties, dangling the damp spot in the center in front of my face.
My dick stands at full attention.
“Are you trying to seduce a hardened criminal, Bubblegum Outlaw?” I run the pad of my thumb along her lips.
She sucks my finger into her mouth, swirling around it with her tongue and I moan. That’s one hell of an answer.
When we reach the top the motor stops.
Tally stuffs her panties into my pocket. “Here, a souvenir for you.” With nimble fingers, she undoes my belt and opens my jeans. She frees my stiff cock, stroking impatiently.
“You wanna do it here? That’s crazy.” I buck my hips, fucking her fist. “And hot.”
She smirks. “Shut up. We got two minutes. No time to talk.”
The cabin sways as she straddles me, arms around my neck. Her skirt falls over my hips, giving us a bit of additional privacy as she guides me to her entrance.
“Don’t. Move,” she whispers.
Shivers of anticipation rack my body. Slowly, her hot, wet cunt envelops the head of my cock, teasing me with little rolls of her hips. I growl, my hands clenching into fists at her sides. Fuck, how badly I want to thrust up, ram all the way into her.
“Good boy,” she praises and the hairs on my armsprickle. “Do you feel how wet I am for you? That’s what seeing you be bad does to me.”
She shimmies lower, taking me deeper until her round ass rests on my thighs and her inner muscles squeeze me.
“Aw, you’re so eager, Big Guy. I can feel you twitching inside me.”
I shudder, gritting my teeth.
She gives me a devilish smile. “Beg to fuck me.”
“You’re really pushing it, Trouble.” I grab her jaw. “Just so we’re crystal clear, I’m only letting you get away with this once and therewillbe consequences. A punishment.”
Her inner walls ripple around me, tearing a growl from me. “But I still don’t hear you beggin’.”
My mouth crashes into hers and I split my lip on her teeth, tasting copper. I feel her pussy contracting, making it harder to hold back.
“You’re the only woman I’d ever beg for anything. Because you’re perfect and beautiful and smart and mine,” I whisper against her lips. “Now can I fuck you,please?”
She hums in satisfaction. “One more time.”
