"You'll get no complaints from me." His voice is rough with desire. "I loved yesterday, and I'm gonna love today even more. Your place or mine?"
I'm shy suddenly, can't believe I'm about to say this, but I can't wait. I want him now. Right now.
"This park is perfect," I whisper. "Way better than last night's dirty bathroom."
And then I reach for his zipper.
His mouth falls open in surprise, but he doesn't stop me. Doesn't say a word. Instead, he just spreads his legs slightly, giving me access.
I unzip his jeans and reach inside, finding him hot and hard through his boxers. I pull him free, and fuck, he's beautiful. Thick and long, the head already glistening with precum. He wraps his own hand around himself and strokes slowly, showing off for me, and I've never seen anything hotter.
I can't help myself. I lean down and wrap my lips around his cockhead, tasting the salty precum, lapping my tongue around the crown before sliding down his length.
"Fuck," he grunts, tilting his head back. The sound is so masculine, so primal, it makes me even wetter.
I bob my head back and forth, sucking him the best I can. He's almost too big. I can't take him all the way without gagging, but that doesn't stop me from trying. I push down further, feeling him hit the back of my throat, and I gag, saliva trickling from the corners of my mouth and dripping onto his jeans.
But I don't care. Don't care that I'm making a mess, that we're in a public park, that anyone could walk by and see us. All I care about is the taste of him, the weight of his cock on my tongue, the masculine groans he's making above me.
His cock seems to grow even thicker in my mouth, and I'm completely stuffed, jaw stretching to accommodate him. But I can't stop. I want to keep giving him this blowjob until my jaw hurts, until I'm absolutely sure he's happy and satisfied. And if he comes in my mouth, so be it. I'll gladly swallow every drop.
"Harper, stop," he gasps, and I feel his hand in my hair, gently pulling me off. "Fuck, you're crazy good at that. But you did your job. Now it's my turn."
I look up at him, lips swollen and wet, chin covered in saliva.
"I want to fuck you," he says roughly. "Right here. Right now."
Those words. God, those words make my pussy clench with need. I love hearing them, love knowing that this handsome man can't get enough of me. That he wants to be inside me and doesn't care where we are. He just wants me. And he'll have me.
I waste no time unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down along with my panties, spreading my legs for him. His hand immediately slides between my thighs, finding me soaked.
He smirks. "Are you always this wet?"
"For you, yes."
"Fuck, I love that." He pushes two fingers inside me easily, and I'm so ready for him that they slide in without resistance. "So fucking wet for me."
He starts fingering me, and just like last night, it's perfect. But this time we're truly alone under the beautiful full moon with fireflies dancing around us. His cock is standing upright, throbbing, my saliva still glistening on it, and I can't wait to get fucked like never before.
I've never fucked in public before. Not for lack of trying. I love the adrenaline, the danger, but Derek was too vanilla for this. Too worried about getting caught, too concerned with propriety. But not Colt. Colt will fuck me in this park. Colt will fuck me everywhere. He's that type of man, and that's exactly what I need.
Chapter 8 - Colt
She's an amazing cock sucker. No doubts about it.
Harper sucked me like the world was about to end, like my cock was the only thing keeping her alive. If I hadn't stopped her, I would have cum right there on that bench, blown my load down her throat within minutes.
And fuck, what a sight that would have been. Those plump lips stretched around me, those amber eyes looking up while she swallowed every drop.
But I want more than that. Want to be inside her. Want to feel her pussy wrapped around my cock instead of just her mouth.
And who knew this beautiful woman would be this crazy? Would be okay with fucking in a public park where anyone could walk by? I fucking love it. Love seeing her flourish, love how she knows what she wants and she's going to take it no matter what.
I'm still fingering her, two fingers pumping in and out while my thumb circles her clit. Her eyes are rolling back, her legs stretching out, her whole body going tense. She's close. I can feel it in the way her pussy clenches around my fingers, in the way her breathing gets shallow and desperate.
"Colt," she gasps, stumbling over her words. "I'm gonna—I'm gonna cum—"
I lean in close, my lips right against her ear. "Cum for me, Harper. Let me feel it."
