Her gasp tore the tiny space between us. Swiftly, she grabbed some of her clothes and pulled them to her chest, hiding her tits from my view. “Ty…get out,” she whispered.
I leaned against the wall, ogling her luscious curves, the partial view of her tits that were filling and spilling from the red lace, and her pussy that hid behind two pairs of panties, the red on top of her own black and pink pair I knew so well.
Her breath caught under my lustful gaze, and her nipples pebbled against the lace. “Tirone, did you hear me? Get out, now.”
Slowly, I moved my back off the wall and prowled toward her. “I have something much better in mind.”
She backed into a corner. “If you touch me, I’m going to hurt you, Tirone. You know I can.”
“I’m aware.” I closed the distance between us and allowed only a space for our breaths to dance around each other. “But you won’t. Just like all those times before. Because deep down you can’t bring yourself to hurt me, baby, because you love me as much as I love you.”
“No. I don’t care anymore. I will crush your balls before you lay a hand on me.”
“Okay. No hands.” I smirked, yanking those clothes she was using as a shield out of her grip and tossed them on the little chair in the room. My mouth watered at the sight of her round flesh. “How about a mouth?”
“Ty—”
My teeth glided the strap off her shoulder, and then I bit gently on the lace over her nipple. My tongue flicked her teasingly as I pulled the fabric down, exposing her left tit. A moan got stuck in her throat, and I didn’t give her a chance to even think about resisting. Instantly, my mouth was suckling, licking, flicking and fisting on her hard nipple while I rocked my hips in deliberate moves against hers.
My tongue glided up her chest, the crook of her neck, the line of her jaw and swirled around her earlobe. “I’m so hungry.” I left a wet trail over her skin as my tongue slid to the other ear. She moaned a gasp as I stripped her out of the bra with only my teeth. Then I kissed her right tit and my mouth hovered over her nipple. “Feed me, Mommy.”
Her naked tits rose and fell in my face, her engorged nipples desperate for my mouth. I licked my lips and devoured her, watching her eyes roll back with arousal. My hands itched for her, but I kept them clasped behind my back, the denial pouring gas on my fire.
I suckled her delicious tits until a wet spot on her old panties went big enough under the red lace. “Fuck. Now, I’m famished and thirsty.” I released her nipple with a pop and bent, kissing her midriff and down to the edges of the panties.
Catching the lace by my teeth, I pulled it down and watched her watch me. Nothing matched the beauty of the face she made when she was aroused, how her brows hooked, how she bit her lips and how they gaped after, other than her face when she came hard for me, crying out my name.
Her body shuddered at the graze of my teeth against her skin as I stripped her out of both pairs. “Jesus, Jo,” I groaned against her wet, bare pussy.
“Ty…please…”
“Please what, baby?”
She moaned, squeezing her eyes shut. “Please… I can’t. You…you have to go.”
“But you’re in pain.” I licked her once, and she trembled hard. I tasted her again.Fuck me.I was teasing her, but I was torturing myself. I wanted to bury my face between her creamy thighs until all I could breathe was the smell of her wet pussy. I needed it. “I can make you feel so good, baby.” I stuck the tip of my tongue between her lips and flicked her clit. “You know I can.”
Her head fell back and forth while she squirmed. The wetness trickling down her inner thigh and the hardening of her nipples spoke of her need for me.
“It’s okay, baby. We’re doing nothing wrong. You need me, and I need you, too.” Keeping the eye contact, I held her hand. She didn’t refuse me. She didn’t fight. “Good girl. You’ve always been my good girl.”
“Oh, Ty. You’re so bad.”
I put her hand on the back of my head. Instantly, her fingers tangled in my hair. “Yes, Mommy. But you can make me a good boy for you.”
That was all the encouragement she needed. She tugged a little at my hair as she pulled me into her, guiding my mouth to where she pulsed with need for me. I dove in, devouring her, moving my tongue how she loved it, licking around the clit with small, paced flicks and then full laps inside her sweet pussy.
Her fingers pulled my hair harder but then pulled me deeper into her heaven. I adjusted my face to include my nose, too, letting the metal bead in the ring massage her clit for double the pleasure.
“Fuck, Ty, oh my God…” Her free arm stretched and she palmed the wall behind her. “That thing…”
I upped the pace, eating her, entering her with my tongue and now fingers, owning her. She clenched, drenching me, and I knew she was close. I moved faster, giving her two fingers and my tongue while circling her clit with the ring and my thumb.
She clenched hard, and her mouth parted with loud moans as her cum dripped on mine, as if she couldn’t stay quiet anymore or forgot we were in public and anybody could hear. It made my cock strain against the denim.
“Hushh.” I chuckled against her swollen nub. “They’ll hear us.”
Panting, she stilled for a second, her eyes wide. Heels approached us. I chuckled again as the footsteps stopped at our curtain.
