Bad For You - Sherilee Gray Page 0,45

and deep, working her clit with my thumb, and my girl let go. She worked her hips in a way that was dirty and so fucking sexy, like she was taking my dick not just my fingers. And her mouth at my throat was hungry, sucking and kissing, marking me.

I wanted it on mine, wanted to swallow her cries when she went off for me. I gripped her chin and took it, fucking her with my tongue like my fingers were fucking her pussy. It was out of control, wet, messy, fucking perfect.

I picked up the pace, pushing in deep, following her cues. She was dripping wet, all over my hand. Somehow this shitty night had turned into the best night of my piss-poor life.

I ground my dick against her ass cheek and kept on kissing her as her inner muscles clenched around my fingers. “That’s it,” I said. “Give it to me, Lila, let me feel you come, coat my fingers.”

Her mouth opened under mine and she cried out—my good girl giving me exactly what I asked for.

She shuddered and bit my lip, totally lost to it. I tasted blood, and I fucking loved that I’d gotten her to completely lose control.

She gasped in breaths as she started to calm. My fingers were still inside her and our kiss turned languid.

“Beautiful, Lila. So fucking beautiful.” I carefully pulled my fingers free and she shivered against me. I had to taste her again, so I lifted my slick digits to my mouth and sucked them, groaning, my balls drawing up tight as hell.

Lila’s eyes widened, her cheeks darkening.

I grinned down at her and pressed her hand to my hard cock. “Feel what you do to me.”

She squeezed me through my jeans, her breath growing heavy like she hadn’t just come for me a couple minutes ago, and she squirmed in my lap.

“Straddle me. Take my dick out. Stroke it.” I needed to come in a big way, and I wanted her eyes on me when I did.

Lila instantly did what I asked, shoving her tiny skirt higher around her hips so she could spread her legs and straddle my hips. I didn’t want anyone else seeing her. She was mine. So I kept the quilt around us as she undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and slid down the zipper with trembling hands.

I lifted my ass and she tugged my jeans down enough to free my cock. Her hands wrapped around it instantly, and she moaned softly as she stroked me.

“Does it hurt?” she whispered. “Being this hard.”

“Yeah, and it’s the best fucking ache there is.”

Her pussy was snugged up against the base of my cock, and I was finding it hard to think straight. She rolled her hips and squeezed me harder.

“You want to come again, don’t you, Bambi?”

“Yes, I feel…” Her face flushed darker. “Empty.”

I groaned and pre-come leaked out of the head of my cock. “You want my fingers again?”

She shook her head and carried on stroking me, her breaths coming out choppy, agitated. “Not your fingers.”

My breath seized in my throat. “You want me to push those little, sexy-as-fuck panties out of the way and slip inside, Lila?” I sounded like a horny monster. “You want to wriggle on my lap, work my cock inside you out here where someone could see?”

Her thighs squeezed against the sides of my hips, like she wanted to grind her thighs together. She dropped her head to my shoulder, trembling hard. “Oh God, yes. Yes, I want that.”

It took all my self-control not to tear off her underwear and slam inside her. Instead, I pulled my wallet from my pocket, took out a condom, and tore it open. “If my good girl wants to be fucked out in the open, that’s what I’ll give her.”

Her gaze dropped as I rolled on the rubber, her fingers digging into my shoulders, thighs still gripping convulsively at my hips.

I tugged her underwear aside and slid my thumb through her slit. “Fucking drenched. Put my cock where you want it, Lila. You’re in control of how much you take.”

Biting her lip, she nodded as the fingers of one hand gripped my shoulder tighter and she lifted up. Her other hand took my cock in hand and she guided the head where she wanted me.

I held her ass as she pressed down, slowly taking the head inside. She fell forward, her mouth at my ear, and she sobbed, then groaned.

She was tight as hell, and