by J. L. Beck
“Logan…” I could hear Luke calling out to me, he was off in the distance but it wouldn’t be long until he was right on top of us, and as badly as I hated too I needed to speed things up a bit. As I slipped a second finger into her, I curved it upwards trying to find her hidden gem known as the g-spot.
“Logan… He’s coming…” She panted and I could hear the fear in her voice. The thought of being caught scared her.
“No baby, you’re.” I purred into her ear just as her pussy tightened around my fingers, her entire body convulsed as she came, her warm juices coating my palm with her sweet musky scent.
I inhaled through my nostrils taking in her scent one last time before releasing her pulling my hand out of her panties, and putting the two fingers I had inside her moments ago right into my mouth.
She turned around and I noticed then that her hazel colored eyes were sleepy, but filled with excitement as she watched me suck her juices off of my fingers her salty taste lingering against my tongue long after I swallowed every sweet drop of her release.
“Next time, I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to scream my name so loud that everyone will know the man that’s meeting your every need is me.” I forced myself to step away from her and out of the tiny little shed before I did something crazy like rip every shred of her clothing away and bury myself to the hilt in her untainted pussy. My eyes collided with Luke’s across the lawn that know it all smirk forming on his face once again.
I couldn’t lie and say he was wrong. Her pussy was way to tight to have been taken by another man hell my two fingers barley fit.
Yeah I was a bastard for taking from her, but I gave her a release I gave her passion, and rawness. She had no idea just what I had in store for her.