She nods quickly, like she’s just as desperate to have me inside her as I am to be there. “Yes.”
I pull back to look at her face. Her cheeks are flushed, lips swollen from kissing, and her eyes shine bright with want in the dark arena. She’s the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
“Are you sure? Cause I mean, we could—”
“Jamie."She grabs my face in her hands, her thumb moving slowly back and forth, and even though her hands are freezing cold, I’ve never felt warmer. “I’m sure.”
I lean down to kiss her as I work at her jeans. The button gives way, then the zipper. I slide my hand inside, groaning when I feel how wet she already is through her panties.
“You’re soaked,”I growl.“All this for me?”
“No, it’s for Freddie,” she teases before breaking out into a small fit of laughter.
My eyes narrow. “You think that’s funny, huh?” I ask before sliding her panties to the side and slipping my fingers into her. Her back arches off the ground and her laughter stops immediately.
“N-no,” she stutters and cries out as I add another finger. I pump in and out slowly, watching her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“That’s what I thought.”
“Oh God, Jamie. More, please,” Ellie begs, and I oblige, adding a third finger and curling them to find that spot inside her. Her walls clench around me, hot and tight.
“Jamie,"she whimpers.“I need you inside me.”
I've never heard a sweeter sound in my life.
“Okay, Sweetheart.”
I pull my fingers free and make quick work of my belt and zipper. My cock springs free, hard and aching, the tip already slick with precum. Ellie's eyes drop to it as she licks her lips.
I pull her jeans and panties down her thighs, not bothering to get them fully off. She spreads her legs as wide as the bunched fabric will allow, and I position myself at her entrance.
“Look at me,” I demand. Her green eyes meet mine. “I love you.”
I push inside her and we both groan at the sensation. She’s so fucking tight and wet. I bury myself to the hilt, then still, letting us both adjust. The feeling is overwhelming, her walls fluttering around me, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. Fuck, I could cum right now. But I won’t because I want Ellie to feel how much I care about her. I want her to know how much she means to me.
She squirms a bit before she says, “Move. Please, move.”
Pulling back until just my tip remains inside her, I watch her as I slam forward. She cries out, her back arching off the concrete, and I rush to cover her mouth with my hand.
“Shhh, Sweetheart. You can’t be too loud. We’re not at home, remember?”
She nods. Keeping my hand over her mouth, I do it again. And again. Ellie’s head falls back and her eyes screw shut. I feel her moaning underneath my hand, and it drives me to go faster, harder.
“That's it, baby,”I grunt, driving into her.“Take it, Sweetheart. Take my cock like a good fucking girl.”
I remove my hand and lean down to kiss her, her lips soft and warm and wet. Her nails rake down my back, surely leaving marks through my shirt.
Hooking one of her legs over my shoulder, I change the angle, and she screams. Well fuck. My hand flies back to her mouth.
“Quiet,”I hiss, though I don't slow my thrusts.“Unless you want someone to find us with my cock buried inside you.”
Her eyes widen, and I feel her clench around me. The idea turns her on and I can’t help my smile. My dirty girl.
“Well, well, well. Ellie Monroe, do you like the thought of that?"I whisper, leaning close to her ear.“The thought of someone walking in? Seeing you spread open for me? Seeing how good I fuck you?”
She whimpers against my hand, her hips bucking to meet each of my thrusts. Jesus Christ, she feels so good.
“There you go, baby,”I coax, moving my hand from her mouth to grip her hip.“Cum for me, Ellie. Cum on my cock.”
