Her shoulders dropped, and I high-fived myself for reading her so well.
“I don’t want to miss my chance with you, either,” she whispered and slid her hand over the bulge in my jeans.
“You won’t,” I said, reaching between us to work at my belt. “I promise. Now be a good girl and give me your mouth.”
As my belt clanked open, she sank to her knees and took over the zipper, pulling my cock out and licking my head without further instruction.
“Fuuuuuck yes, baby,” I moaned, pushing my hips forward as she slurped down my entire length. Shit. This girl had mad skills.
She settled into a decent pace, her head bobbing over my cock like it was the tastiest thing she’d eaten all day, and I threaded my fingers through her hair so I could watch her lips stretch over my girth. Fuck yes. I let her go until I was nice and wet, and then tightened my grip, pulling her to her feet.
“Are you going to let me inside this tight pussy?” I asked, playing with the hem of her dress.
She flushed. “I’m saving that for marriage.”
Damn it. She was one ofthosegirls.
My jaw flexed, but I managed to suppress any other reaction as I nodded.
“I understand, baby.” I reached to pull up my jeans but froze as she rested her hand on my back.
“You can have my ass, though.”
Praise be to the gods of fucking. I must have been a saint in my previous life.
As she turned around and pulled down her panties, I spat a few more times on my cock and wondered if it would be lubed enough for what she had in mind.
Turned out I didn’t have to worry. Her tight body bent over the counter, revealing a jewel winking from between her ass cheeks.
“Naughty girl. Did you plan this?” I growled, running my finger down her crack to play with the toy.
“I mean…I hoped. And it’s always better to be safe than sorry.”
She cast a coy look over her shoulder and wiggled her ass, encouraging me to get moving. No way would I waste this opportunity.
Getting a good grip, I removed the toy on a single long pull that revealed she’d well and truly taken care of the lube situation and notched my crown at her hole.
“This still might be a tight fit. Deep breath, baby.”
She groaned as I breached her tight ring, and I let out a long breath of my own. I needed this. Everything was quieter when I was fucking.
Someone hammered on the door beside me, and I growled, thrusting in harder than I meant to. She met my eyes in the mirror over the sink, hers wide with worry like she expected the door to blow off its hinges.
“It’s locked,” I gritted out, needing to move but respecting that she might need a minute.
“Okay. Hurry up then.”
Anyone else might have been upset at the practical answer, but I felt nothing but relief as I pulled back and pushed in hard, enjoying the tight friction on my cock.
I loved ass play. Always had. There was something about it that felt primal. Like I was dominating my fuck buddy in a way that I couldn’t with other forms of sex.
“Oooh, shit. You’re so big,” she cooed as I slammed into her again, rocking her into the counter so hard she’d probably bruise.
I watched us in the mirror, loving how small she looked beneath me. How good it felt to be inches away from my bandmates and knowing they knew exactly what was happening in here. Calix would be furious. Otis would be disappointed.
I shied away from the thought of my best friend, instead doubling down on my pace until I felt the telltale tightening in my lower back.
“Fuck, baby. I’m going to blow in your ass.”
