Vincetugged her arm, pulling her from her thoughts, and led her into an alley and pushed her against a wall. “What are we doing?”
“I’m distracting you.”Vincekissed her, robbing her of thought.
Fiona was thoroughly distracted. She had even forgotten where they were, as well as the fact that she was wearing a dress, as she hiked up a leg to hook around his waist.Vincegripped her leg, supporting her as he ravaged her mouth. His other hand rested on her other side, against the wall. Fiona’s hands clutched at his biceps, holding onto him like he was a lifeline. She wished this kiss would never end. That she could freeze this moment forever. This was the craziest thing she had ever done, making out in public for anyone to see, and she couldn’t care less.
Vince’s hand on her leg slid up, hiking her dress up as his hand travelled up to her hip. Fiona sucked in a breath as his fingers slid to the inside of her leg, just outside her panties. Fiona grabbedVince’s hand, preventing him from going further. She had no problem necking in an alley, but he couldn’t honestly be thinking about having sex, could he?
Fiona looked out at the street, checking if someone could see them. It was dark with not many streetlights and she wore a black dress, but that didn’t mean she was invisible.
“Relax, I wouldn’t ever let anyone see you like this,”Vincesaid, kissing her neck.
“Maybe we should finish this at home.” Fiona’s eyes rolled into the back of her head asVincenipped her neck. What was she protesting again? She couldn’t remember.
“You want to wait for me to do this?”Vincepushed her panties to the side and slid a finger inside of her.
Fiona groaned, leaning her head back against the brick wall.Vinceleft her neck to take her mouth into his, muting her sounds as he worked a second finger inside of her. Within moments, Fiona was arching into his hand, raising on her tiptoes and dropping back down. Riding his fingers.
“Don’t stop,” Fiona begged, leaning forward to nibble on his neck. Her tongue licked up the column of his neck to his earlobe, which she took in her mouth.Vince’s fingers flexed inside of her as he groaned before he pulled out of her.
Fiona collapsed against the wall, confused and feeling empty asVincelooked to their left at the street entrance, then to the other side, then dragged her a little further into the alley before unsnapping and lowering his pants a few inches for his cock to spring free.
They shouldn’t be doing this here. It was crazy. They were in a public place. Anyone could see them if they turned and looked in as they walked by. Fiona was beyond caring. She neededVinceinside of her now, more than she needed to take her next breath.
“Take your panties off,” he demanded as he fished a condom from his wallet and sheathed himself.
Fiona didn’t think, she just acted, sliding her panties down her legs and holding them up.Vincetook them, shoving them in his back pocket. Fiona pulledVinceback to her, hot and needy. She pulled his head down for a kiss, pouring all of her love into her kiss. Telling him with her body how much she cared for him. The blunt head of his cock touched her nether lips before he shoved himself all the way in.
Vincedidn’t give her a chance to adjust before he gripped her other leg and wrapped it around his waist, and started fucking her. Fiona held on asVince’s hips thrust against her. His balls slapping against her ass with his every thrust. She used the wall as leverage to meet his thrusts.
This was nothing like their lovemaking earlier. This was down and dirty rutting. There were no sweet words or much foreplay. She loved it, except for the unforgiving brick digging into her back. Not that she would ever complain. She was glad they got over their little hurdle of his wanting to do slow lovemaking to preserve the condom instead of hard and fast. It felt like it was holding together this time.
“Damn, I’m so close. Come with me.” Fiona was close but her orgasm was just out of reach. Why couldn’t she come yet?
“Touch yourself.”
Under normal circumstances, Fiona would be blushing and shocked by his demand. Touch herself. It wasn’t like she hadn’t, but never in front of someone.
“Do it.”Vinceswiveled his hips, hitting a new spot that had her nails digging into his shirt. “Come on, baby.”
She could see sweat dotting his forehead and his features pinched. He was close. If she wanted to come too, she would have to touch herself. Fiona reached down and rubbed her clit. Her eyes closed involuntarily as her pleasure spiked. In seconds, she was coming. Her mouth opened to scream butVincewas quick and sealed his lips over hers, containing her screams as she came around his cock.
Vincefollowed, his hands digging into her hips as he poured himself into the condom. He slumped against her, his face in her chest with hot tuffs of air blowing against her already overheated skin as she just leaned against him, breathing in his lemon scent. A woman laughed not far from them, reminding them where they were and the state of their undress.
Vinceset her down and helped her set her dress back to rights. While she fixed her hair,Vincedisposed of the condom and pulled his pants up. “Let’s go home.” He held his hand out for her.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Fiona asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No.” The look in his eyes said otherwise.
“My panties. Give them back.”
“Nope. I like the thought of you going home pantyless.”
“You’re not worried about some man seeing my girl parts?” The dress was long enough to cover everything, but she wasn’t above using sabotage to get her panties back.
“He can look but can’t touch,”Vincesaid, puffing out his chest. Fiona just rolled her eyes. Men. So much for using jealously to get her underwear back. It looked like she was going home without her underwear on. At least he’d used a condom. Walking down the street with cum running down her leg held little appeal.
“Fine, let’s go.” She had a whole drawer full of them back at her brother’s house.
