know, I know. I’d planned on eventually telling you. I just hadn’t figured out when. At first it was a little game, and then…”
She looked at me. “And then what?”
I watched the crowd filing by. “I don’t know. I found myself thinking of you. You know, I wasn’t lying when I told you how beautiful you are. But I also respect how driven you are. I see some of myself in you.”
She gave me a sexy smile. “I think that’s not the only area where we are compatible.”
Booyah.
She leaned to press her lips against mine, parting them to steal a small taste. I followed her lead until I could wait no longer, and then drew her to me with a hand on the back of her head. My lips ground against hers until we could barely breathe. I wanted to inhale her, all of her, so I’d never forget what she smelled and tasted like.
A couple interrupted, addressing Saffi. “Hey, we’re wondering if you’d like to get a drink with us,” the man said.
“Thanks. But I’m gonna hang out with my friend here tonight,” she answered.
They smiled and moved on. Thatta girl.
“Their loss, my gain, B. Also known as Saffi,” I said.
“I’m right where I want to be. Speaking of which…”
She hiked her skirt up to her thighs and straddled my lap and ran light kisses from my temple to my jaw and back to my lips. In the confines of my trousers, my cock ached. Nothing new, there.
I wanted to take her. But not yet.
Sneaking a hand under the hem of her blouse, my fingers wandered over her heated flesh until I found her perfect tits. With a circular motion, I rubbed her hard points with my open palms. My fingers gradually closed over them, and her soft sighs whispered against my mouth.
“Stand up, baby,” I said in her ear. She backed off my lap.
I rose, too, and took her face in my hands. “You know what I want to do to you, right?”
She bit the corner of her lip.
“I have no idea,” she said in a coy voice.
Goddamn, she was sweet.
“Well darlin’, I think I might just need to fuck you.” She shuddered and leaned next to my ear.
“You want some pussy, mister?”
Jesus Christ.
I spun her to face the sofa and hiked up her pencil skirt until her thigh-high stockings and tiny lace thong were in full view of anyone walking by. What a vision, with those fuck me shoes and creamy round ass.
Pushing her to kneel on the sofa, I pressed her head to rest against its back. Bent at an almost-ninety degree angle, her exposed ass caught the attention of several passersby. She shimmied just enough to draw approving murmurs from the growing audience.
I crouched behind her and ran my tongue along the narrow strip of fabric covering her pussy and asshole. She wiggled and then whined when I backed off, leaving her wanting.
When she was still, I went in for more. Again, her she wiggled her ass with a demanding groan. I stood and bent close to her ear. “You like my tongue in your crack, baby? Nod if you do.”
Her head bobbed wildly, spilling her long hair onto the sofa back.
With a tight fist, I grabbed her thong panty and yanked it. The tension split the fabric at the seams, and I tossed it to the floor. Now she was totally uncovered, her glistening, bare pussy and tight, pink asshole.
I got back to work, my tongue sliding from the top of her crack to her opening, where I buried my tongue deep in her wet folds. She writhed as her juices spilled onto my face, and they tasted damn good.
We were finally where I wanted us to be and my aim was to drive her crazy. I spread her wetness with my tongue, getting her ready for my hard cock.
Unable to wait any longer, I pulled my erection out of my pants and began stroking it. I drove one finger, and then two inside her, leaving her bucking like a wild woman. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, and she screamed my name as her first orgasm washed over her. It wasn’t going to be her last.
I left my crouch to line my cock up with her, grabbing a condom from my pocket. She clearly liked being watched and pretty soon, she was going to like being fucked.
I reached around for her hard clit, and leaned toward her ear again. “You ready for me