Protecting Her - Alexis Noelle Page 0,1

or call me a dick, it’s been done before. Instead, she surprises me by hooking one of her legs around my waist, causing the dress she’s wearing to ride up dangerously close to her ass.

Her hands grip the hair at the nape of my neck before she leans back, my arm cradling her back, and grinds herself on me. I groan, not expecting her to be as forward as she is. This girl is desperate for my dick, and who am I to deny her? I can feel the heat radiating off of her. You would think I'm freeing her pussy from years of being locked away. I can’t take this shit anymore. Dancing is usually my tool to get them horny enough to want to fuck, but this chick doesn’t need any encouragement.

I take her hand, surprising her and jolting her from the sexual zone she had been in. We walk toward the back door, aiming for my car in the parking lot. She pulls my hand, bringing me to a stop and rests her back against the wall. “Where are we going?”

“To your place,” I trail my hand down her body, stopping on her pussy and stroking it. “That way I can give this pussy the dick you’ve been begging for.”

Her breath catches as I stroke her up and down. “I shouldn’t do this. I have someone at home waiting for me.”

“Yeah, and I have a fucking goldfish at home, sweetheart.” She looks at me, confusion prominent in her eyes. “Sorry, I thought we were talking about shit that didn’t matter.”

If I can’t go to her place, then we go to plan B. Before she can respond, I walk her back into the club. I find Matt, the owner, and slip him a hundred dollar bill. He nods at me and I pull her up the steps, practically running from the anticipation of sinking myself into her. I open the door to Matt’s office. He and I went to college together and there have been a handful of times that I didn’t want to let a chick go but couldn’t go back to her place. Since I refuse to let these girls know where I live, half of them would probably show up at my door with Voodoo dolls, Matt has let me use his office for a fee.

As soon as we enter his office, I kick the door shut and have her up against it in seconds. Keeping one hand on her hip, I reach over and turn the lock. Gripping her ass, I lift her up, causing her legs to wrap around me. Her perky tits are right in front of my face. “Pull your dress down.” She doesn’t respond but immediately pulls the straps of her dress and bra down her arms. “Stop,” I say before she can free herself from her bra. I run my tongue over the outline of her bra, causing her to shiver and grind her pussy against my cock.

I grip the flimsy lace in my teeth, pulling down and causing her tit to pop out. When I take her nipple in my mouth she moans, and it is so damn sexy. I can’t take not being inside her anymore and carry her over to the black leather couch. I let her slide down my front, slowly letting my fingers drag over her skin. Without a word, I spin her around and push her down so her stomach is resting on the arm of the couch. “You better find something to hold onto, cause there is no way this will be nice and fucking easy.”

I pull my cock out, rip open a condom, slip it over my dick and without hesitation, sink myself into her soaking wet pussy. God, she is fucking tight. My dick is practically screaming from the grip her muscles have on it. I start to drive into her hard, using my grip on her hips to slam her into me, only intensifying each thrust. She screams each time I enter her, and I can see her fingers digging into the leather.

I am never a fucking minute man but this girl has me ready to burst already. I reach around, stroking her clit as I change to slow, hard, grinds into her. When she screams and her pussy tightens around me, I thank God. I let go, experiencing the best orgasm I’ve had in fucking forever.

After my breathing slows down, I pull out of her, eliciting a sigh.