Veering off the path, I plunge us into the woods and around a few thick trees, until I can look over my shoulder and not see the house at all.
“Where are you taking me?” She giggles again, and the sound is starting to flatten my nerves into pancakes.
Hopefully I can get a different sound out of her soon. A few sexy moans. Something that will quicken my pulse and get my dick hard.
She’s a sexy thing, so it won’t take much, and my brain is already firing messages down my body. This is going to be hot and fast—a heady rush, just the way I like it.
Pulling her around a fat tree trunk, I push her back against it and cover her mouth with mine. It shuts her giggles up, and I enjoy the sweet groan that builds in her throat. Her tongue lashes against mine, and I cup the side of her neck, enjoying her taste. The heat between us is escalating fast.
Good. We can get this over with quickly.
I’ll get my release, and then she can leave me the fuck alone.
“We doing this?” I suck a spot on her jawline, then kiss the side of her neck when she tips her head back.
Her giggle has turned to a husky, breathy whisper. “Yeah, baby. I want you.”
“And it’s just sex,” I clarify, leaning back to look her in the eye. “This is just a bit of fun.”
I’ve learned the hard way that you have to make things abundantly clear. I’ve never gotten serious with a girl, never even wanted to. But chicks don’t always get the message, so you have to make it fucking obvious. Spell it out to them, one syllable at a time.
She bobs her head. “Oh yeah, it’s fine.” Her giggle is back, and I kiss her deeply, silencing the sound before my nerves are permanently damaged.
Trailing my hands down her body, I squeeze her tits, giving them a decent feel-up before pinching one puckered nipple, then gliding my fingers around her firm ass. I give that a squeeze too and score myself a sweet moan. Damn, she’s a tight little thing. I love her shape. These curves are fucking hot.
And thank God for miniskirts. That makes things so much easier.
Nudging the denim up her silky legs, I find her panty line and grin. A lacy thong. Shit, this is just getting better and better.
She lets out a wispy gasp when I skim my finger inside the edge of it.
My lips are still on hers, keeping her grounded while I tease her sweet pussy. Her clit is ready and waiting for me, and she moans into my mouth the second I stroke it.
Her fingers fist my T-shirt, the fabric bunching as I suck her neck, her collarbone, the curve of her tits all while stroking her center.
“Holy shit,” she breathes against the top of my head.
She likes it; I can tell by the way she spreads her legs, giving me easier access. Slipping her thong to the side, I go a little deeper, sliding two fingers inside her and loving that sound she makes.
I’m nibbling the top of her breast, gently pulling her bra down with my teeth before sucking her nipple between my lips. A spasm rocks through her body, and my dick is as hard as a fucking steel pole. This is going to be an awesome ride.
She’s hot and wet, and she’s falling apart in my arms.
“Oh shit,” she breathes, her body twitching again as I curl my fingers inside her, stroking her G-spot while destroying her clit with my thumb.
It’s taken me years of practice, but I’ve learned how to make girls come fast. It’s an explosive moment for them, and I don’t have to spend forever getting them warmed up. It’s a win-win, if you ask me.
“I’m coming,” she gasps. “I’m coming!”
And come she does. Her cry is high-pitched and a little feral, her fingers digging into my arm as her entire body convulses. Her pussy spasms around my fingers, and she’s so fucking wet right now.
Her legs are twitching, her body tensing against this tree trunk as the orgasm rockets through her. I let her ride it out before spinning her around and double-checking…
“You still want this?”
“Yes,” she whispers. “Oh fuck, yes.”
Her delicate fingers dig into the bark as she rests her forehead against the back of her hand and waits for me to suit up.
