Our kisses grow harder, more desperate, and I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my entire life.
Taryn nips at my bottom lip, and I grind my hips. “Can you feel what you do to me, pretty girl?” I growl, leaving her mouth to explore the soft skin of her neck. “Do you like it?” I chuckle when she whimpers with the same need that’s coursing through me.
“Colsen,” she begs.
“Hold on to me.” I say, holding her with one hand only and finding the edge of her panties with the other one.
Thank fuck the girls weren’t wearing the tiny shorts they usually have under their uniform skirts during performances, or things would have been much more complicated in such a small space.
Another whimper leaves Taryn’s lips as I press my hand against the front of her panties.
She’s warm and wet, and my cock pulses with need at the thought that this is for me.
I’m dying to taste her, to make her come over and over until she begs me to take her. But while we have relative privacy in this little stall, we’re still taking a risk.
Gen and the cheerleading coaches are still next door and someone could walk in here.
The smartest thing to do would be to get out of here and take different routes to our places so that we aren’t seen fraternizing.
But smart flew out of the window the second I followed Taryn in here.
If I don’t get to be inside her, I’m gonna die. I’m not a selfish prick though, and I can’t just take what I want without at least trying to make it good for her too.
“You have no idea how much I love how wet you get for me.” I press the heel of my hand against her panty-clad pussy.
“Oh.” She hides her face in the crook of my neck.
I rub against her a few more times, and her hips grind into my movements, seeking more.
Right now I would give her anything she wants and consequences be damned.
Using the fabric of her panties to create more friction, I keep my hand cupped over her pussy. I rub her with my palm, feeling her entrance getting warmer and damper through the thin layer of her underwear.
A loud sob escapes her, and I almost lose my shit.
“I’m dying to be inside you. But I need you to be quiet so we don’t get busted. Can you do that, pretty girl?”
Her teeth torment her bottom lip, and her eyes look huge when she nods.
“Keep your arms around me, ok? I don’t want to drop you.”
It takes a little fumbling to slide my sweatpants down my hips and move her panties to the side, but we manage.
Taryn is so wet that I slide inside her easily. Her pussy feels so silky and warm that I need a second to calm myself down.
I take a couple of deep breaths, but they don’t improve my situation. “You feel too fucking good.” My voice is pained, my chest heaving with the effort to keep from blowing my load before I even start moving.
“You feel good, too.” She accompanies her words with a squeeze of her muscles, and I see stars.
“Be quiet, remember?”
Taryn nods and I shift my hands up, holding her by her hips.
I lift her up and down, sliding her over my hard shaft, watching myself going in and out of her.
“Oh my God, Colsen.” She moans and I have to swallow her next moan with a kiss.
Taryn feels so perfect that my orgasm is seconds away. The warmth at the base of my spine, the tightness of my balls, and pleasure that pulses down my shaft are signs that I don’t have long until I explode.
