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Fuck. I can already feel him, hard as a rock, straining against the seam of his jeans.
His free hand slides around to grip my ass, hard, pulling me up against him so sharply that his cock digs into my pussy, just over my clit, making me moan and rock against him, already aching for more. My clit feels swollen with want, and with every buck of his hips against mine, pushing me back against the tree, I can feel myself getting wetter.
“Fuck me,” I breathe, with all the energy I have left for coherent speech. “Please.”
He grins, his lips still pressed into the crook of my neck, and chuckles softly against my skin. “I knew you wanted this.” He reaches down to hook a thumb under the edge of my panties, and with a deft tug, pulls them down, letting them drop to the ground between us, once they’re free of my hips.
I gasp, feeling the cool night air against the lips of my pussy, knowing that I’m soaking wet. Eager for him.
But then he pulls away from me, his hands still pinning me against the tree. “You made me wait, Missy,” he says, his eyes flashing dangerously in the dark. “Now it’s your turn.”
I open my mouth to protest, but he’s already dropping to his knees in the loamy dirt of Senior Row. He spreads my thighs with his hands, then slides one hand between my legs to grip my ass. With the other, he gently parts my pussy lips. They open with a wet sound, and he grins up at me, only his teeth and the whites of his eyes visible, because it’s so dark right now.
“Someone’s eager for me,” he says, smirking.
“Maybe,” I reply, my chin rising, though I keep my eyes on his. I wish it were brighter, wish I could savor the full sight of Keanen Kross on his knees before me right now. But I’m glad it isn’t, too, because this way nobody who walks past will see us.
Still, it makes my heart beat faster to know how exposed we are, how anyone might stumble across us. There’s a thrill to it, electricity that’s part fear, part daring.
Then Keanen pushes his face between my thighs, and I forget all about anyone or anything else.
His tongue parts the folds of my pussy, dragging along my slit deftly, and I groan, both hands dropping down to wind through his hair. He laps at me, long, slow strokes designed to drive me wild. My hips buck up off the tree against his face, and my hands curl of their own accord into fists, buried in his hair.
He starts to lick harder, faster. My hips rock with his motions, my lips parted, as my breath comes faster. “Fuck… Keanen…” I manage to murmur, any other words too difficult to formulate right now.
Then he flattens his tongue into a thick blade, and pushes it inside me.
I cry out faintly, hoping the trees will muffle the sound. Keanen doesn’t stop. He curls his tongue inside me, stroking along my inner wall, lapping at me like he’s starving and I’m the only meal he’s eaten in days. He thrusts his tongue into me over and over, merciless.
At the same time, his hands grip my ass tightly, crushing my hips against his face. I buck against him, my hips thrusting as his tongue strokes over my G-spot again and again.
“Oh GOD… don’t… stop.” My breath comes in pants now, and it’s all I can do to keep myself upright, my knees locked into place and my hands buried in his hair. This feels so fucking good; he feels so fucking good.
But a moment later, he ignores my words, and pulls back, grinning up at me, his lips glistening, wet from my pussy. “I want you to come for me,” he says.
“Yes, God yes,” I pant.
“Loudly,” he adds, and I hesitate, my breath catching. He smirks, enjoying himself. Fuck.
“Yes,” I murmur, because fuck it, I mean it. I don’t care if anyone sees us right now. I need this. I need him. Before I can say another word, his mouth is back over my pussy, his tongue lapping over my clit now, and I couldn’t be quiet even if I were trying.
I cry aloud as he licks my swollen clit, so hard and fast that the orgasm hits me almost at once. My whole body shakes, and I pin my hips against his face as he continues to lap at me, as sparks dance along the edges of my vision.
When he pulls away, I’m dimly aware of how loudly I yelled, how anyone might come now, find us here. I don’t care, and he doesn’t seem to either. I reach for him the second he’s back on his feet and pull his body into mine. “Fuck me,” I say.
