The thought undid her. She let out a sharp squeal as her body clamped around him, spasms wracking her delicate pussy. He grunted, the sound almost pained as he ground out, “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“I’m c-c-cumming.” The words sent a blush searing across her cheeks, and he let out a hoarse shout, slamming into her so hard pain mingled with pleasure as her orgasm abated, leaving brilliant white dots lingering in her field of vision.
Heat filled her as he pulled back, leaving a trail of hot cum dripping out of her pussy. She clenched, trying not to make a mess right here where he could see. It was already going to be awkward enough, having fucked like this, here.
He glanced up at her; she could sense his scrutiny. “No shame,” he growled and she nodded her head, her blazing cheeks stinging.
“We can’t tell anybody,” she whispered. He nodded in response, and she lowered her legs and stood on trembling legs to scoop up her suit bottoms while he faded into the shadows.
Well, one thing’s for sure, she thought, I’m never going to see haunted houses the same.
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Before he could take more than two steps, weight barreled into him, sending him sprawling in the dirt.
“Stand up for yourself, you damn asshole!” She rolled him over, her fist striking the dirt next to his head.
“Violence never solves anything. Jesus, you know me better than—“ Her lips cut off his words, her kiss every bit as angry as her words. The tension in her body didn’t ease even as she pulled away.
“For once in your damn life make a goddamn mistake!” She leaned down to kiss him again, her tongue thrusting past his lips. Shocked, he didn’t respond, unsure even as his body reacted to her soft breasts pressing to his chest and the taste of her.
She pulled back again, her hand colliding with his face. “Come on!” Her desperation struck some chord in him, and the dam holding his anger snapped. He bucked, rolling her on her back and pinned her under his weight.
Her tension melted, and a small moan of pleasure escaped her lips. “Fuck, I’ve been waiting so long for you to man up and take what you want.”
Furious, hard and desperately trying to cage the beast within, he clamped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t talk.” The growl didn’t sound like his, and in a daze, he wrenched her top up to reveal her perfectly rounded breasts. She hadn’t put on a bra, and his satisfaction with seeing her like this, eyes glazed, a touch of fear drowning in arousal and her body bared to him sent his body into overdrive. He had to have her. There was no going back.
Her body arched under him, her little skirt riding up her thigh as she planted a bare heel in the dirt. The flash of skin and the sweet muskiness of her sex threatened to rid him of control and he struggled to keep his wits sharp. With a hand still on her mouth, his elbow hit the dirt as his lips closed around one of her nipples.
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