through my shirt. I arch into him and run my hands up and down the length of his toned back. Following the circle of his leather belt, I find the metal clasp in the front and work on loosening it.
Elias takes over, yanks his pants down his hips, frees his erection, and rolls on a condom. The darkness is clouding my sight, but my other senses take over. I can feel the hot length of his cock pressing against my thigh.
Circling my fingers around his wide girth, I give him a tight squeeze.
“Fuck. This is going to be fast, Marlee. You ready?”
“Yes,” I pant. My hand starts to move from his length to unbutton my pants. Elias catches it and wraps my dainty fingers back around him, squeezing them in warning.
“Stay,” he commands in the deep timbre of his voice. Instead, his hands move to unfasten my pants and yank down the zipper. As soon is the material loosens, he reaches around to the back of my hips, fists the material of my pants and panties, and in one strong move, yanks them both down my legs to about my knees.
I start to wiggle to shimmy out of my clothing, but Elias gives me a sharp tap on the outside of my right thigh. “I said stay.”
I can’t help myself. The tone, his command, being trussed up by my own clothing; everything about this situation has me dripping wet, and he hasn’t even touched me there yet. My hips give a little wiggle in anticipation, and with my hand still wrapped around his dick, I give him a few tight pumps.
“Fuck, you little minx. Put me in you.”
My body flushes as my temperature rises. He shifts his hips closer, and using my own hand, I guide him to my opening. The tip of his erection enters me, and I moan at the feeling. It’s been so long, I forgot how good it feels to be stretched and worked at the core.
“More, please,” I pant, more wanton that I’ve ever been.
True to his word, Elias buries himself to the root before he takes off in a sprint. My legs bend against my chest, and he holds them off to the side so he can look at me. His hips rock and slam against my ass as he takes me hard.
I never knew it could be like this. I never knew it could put my head in such a space where I can’t think, can’t focus on anything except the feel of him moving inside of me. Every pass of his cock makes me acutely aware of how my body is coming to life beneath his. Everything fades to white noise in the background, and all I can see is him.
He leans down and grazes my nipple with his teeth again. My whole body quivers beneath his. My legs tremble from the force of him taking me and my impending climax coiling tight in my belly.
“I can feel it. I feel it too. It’s going to be good,” he grunts. His words punctuated by his sharp thrusts. He snakes his hand between my confined legs and circles my clit with his thumb.
“Oh!” I cry out, my head beginning to whip back and forth uncontrollably. The potency of my climax begins to quake in my muscles.
“Fuck, that’s it, Marlee.”
“Elias,” I whimper when the full force of my orgasm hits me. After the first few spasms of my vagina, I feel him tumble after me with a loud groan. When he’s finally done, he pushes my legs to the side, causing my body to roll over, and spoon me on the ground as our breathing slows. With each rise and fall of his chest, I feel myself coming back to reality and find myself, once again, staring at the darkened night sky.
“Did that really just happen?” I ask in a small voice, thinking I must have dreamed the entire thing. I’ve never even had a one-night stand, let alone be adventurous enough to have sex in a public place.
He chuckles, the vibrations tickling the skin of my neck. “Sure did. Come on. Let’s get you off the ground.”
We fix our clothes after I awkwardly try to stand with my pants still binding my legs together, and he grabs his disc bag and leads us to the car.
Before I get out at my apartment, we share a heated kiss that turns into a full-blown make out session. Elias pulls away, resting his forehead against mine