Page 24 of Stay In Your Layne


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Joey rolled over, pinning her underneath him as his hand slid to the front of her panties. The hem gave away as his fingers invited themselves into the poor excuse for a layer of clothing. His fingers found her excitedly wet clit, stroking it with slow intentional movements. Layne whimpered as her legs spread enough to allow his hand to go to work between them.

“Such a good girl, already all wet for me. You want to revise your stance on waiting for a third date?” His finger circled her nub again, causing her to bite back a moan at the sensation. Layne pulled her upper half up to him burying her face in the side of his neck to muffle the sweet sounds he was causing her to make.

The sounds she made against his skin only encouraged him further as she squirmed there beneath him, her hand clenching onto the sheets underneath her.

“What was that Layney? I didn’t get that.” He smirked as he pinched her wet little button.

Her voice was heavy with desire as she looked up at him as his fingers relentlessly teased her sensitive bundle of nerves. “I can’t think when you do that.”

Joey knowingly grinned as his fingers continued to explore and tease her body. “All you have to do is say it, Layney. Tell me you want it.”

He slid a finger down her slit and pressed it inside of her to drive his point home. He leaned down, his stubbly cheek scratching against her neck as he gave it a nip followed by a press of his lips against the sensitive skin. “I will fuck this tight pussy of yours until you scream loud enough for the entire damn city to hear.”

Her hands gripped onto him desperately, one burying into his shortly cropped hair while the other clutched onto his back, her nails digging into his flesh.

Layne’s hips pushed against that one finger sliding in and out of her. God, she needed him more than life itself at that moment. She had been telling herself since the moment she had laid eyes on him that he was bad news, and maybe she was right, but damn it all to hell if she didn’t care right now.

“God, Joey, please…” her breathy voice laced with wanton disregard for anything but him.

He looked at her with a devilish grin. “That’s my good girl.” He didn’t hesitate to crush his mouth onto hers, claiming it with the eagerness of a starving hellhound. His hands were quick to get to work on yanking her panties off her. Their mouths explored one another, sparking an electrifying sensation throughout Layne’s entire body.

With a hand on the back of her neck, he sat back, pulling her seated upright. “I need to see all of you.” His hands stripped his well-worn t-shirt off her revealing the supple curves of her bare breasts. Carelessly, the shirt was tossed aside to join her thong on the other side of the room.

Layne dropped her hands onto his sides as she sat there fully exposed to him. She gave a small grin as his eyes lit up. “You see something you like?” She watched as his eyes slowly roamed and appreciated every detail of her body.

“I’m never going to let anyone else ever touch you again like I’m about to. You’re fuckin’ stunning, and every part of you is going to be all mine.” He pulled off his black boxer briefs exposing the long and thick length which was fully engaged and ready.

Layne was glad to be wrong that her three-inch assessment in McGregor’s was far off base. On a scale of one to ten for Layne, by comparison to any other man she had been with, Joey was so far off the charts he was halfway to Mars.

Her hand didn’t hesitate to reach out and wrap around his massively hard cock while she looked up at him with a need and desire unlike anything else she had felt in her lifetime. As she stroked him, it elicited a groan of approval from Joey.

He guided her back down onto her back. “Uh-ah, there’s going to be plenty of time for that. Right now, I’m dying to taste you.” There was something alit in his eyes that made her stomach fill with glorious anticipation. It then magnified when he firmly took her by her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand easily. She squirmed against his hold, the feeling of helplessness and vulnerability prompted even more excitement from her body.

His mouth came down onto one of her breasts, taking one of her stiff nipples hostage, sucking on it nice and slow. She arched her back, pushing her breast further up against him. His hand, which wasn’t forcing her to keep her hands to herself, latched onto Layne’s other breast. A delightful whimper escaped her as he ran his tongue around the tip of her nipple before his teeth gave a teasing nibble on it.

After getting a taste of both of her bountiful breasts, he released her wrists so he could run his hand down along the front of her body where both hands settled on her hips. His lips traveled their way down her stomach, journeying lower inch by inch. The further down her body he got the more she felt like her desire was going to explode.

Layne dropped her hands down from above her head to get her fingers lost in his hair. He slid down to right above her center, the strength of his hands now rubbing over her skin from her hips over onto her inner thighs. His hands grabbed her thighs as if he owned them and spread her legs wider to fully expose the sight of her pussy that was throbbing and aching for his attention.

“Layney, you’re already making a mess of the sheets with how wet you are. I bet you’re just aching for me to bury my cock in you.” His mouth hovered over her inner thigh, his tongue escaping and drawing a long line over her skin.

Feeling the warmth of his breath against her body, her hips rocked forward trying to make contact with his mouth, but he made sure to stay just out of reach. With a yearning in her eyes, she looked down at him. “I want it. I want all of it. Your mouth, your hands, your cock.” She pushed her hips forward again, still not getting what she wanted and she made a small sound of frustration.

Joey smirked at her enjoying seeing her struggle without control. “Such an eager little girl. Don’t worry, you’re going to get all of me.”

Without another word, his tongue gave one long lap against her slit causing a jolt from her body as she moaned out at first contact. Joey savored the taste of her body, already becoming a slave to how addictive she was going to be for him.

His mouth captured her now highly-sensitive clit, sucking intently on it. Asserting his control over her body, his hands held her by her thighs as she wriggled underneath him while the strokes of pleasure zipped through her body like lightning.

Her hands squeezed tightly onto his head as she cried out feeling a quick and furious escalation deep within her. With every sound she made, it prompted him to take more of her and explore all the sweet tastes of her pussy.

Just when she thought her body couldn’t take much more and it teetered on the edge of falling into the depths of ecstasy, he pulled back and looked at her mischievously.

His tongue ran over his lips, gathering the remnants of her most intimate flavor from them. “Did I tell you to come yet?”

With her climax having been so damn close and now receding from the edge it had been so close to spilling over, she whined in desperation. “Joey, please, I was so close. That felt so good, I need more of you.”

“You didn’t answer my question, Layney.” He let go of her thighs and moved up higher on her, meeting her mouth with his. The taste of her own body still lingered on his tongue as a reminder of how he had used it to bring her to the edge of release. The head of his shaft teased against her opening as he briefly lost himself in the taste of her mouth for a moment before pulling back.

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