I step away from her and shrug. “Okay, guess we’d better get going then.”
“No, don’t.” Ainsley reaches out for me and tugs me close. Her nose brushes against mine as she gazes up at me with those pretty hazel eyes. “I missed you.”
A groan escapes me right before I claim her mouth. Walking her backward, we stumble over the random sports equipment lying on the floor in the small space. I tilt her head and sweep my tongue between her lips, needing to taste her. The mint of her gum still lingers, and I suck it off her tongue.
Ainsley’s hand slides down and grasps my growing erection over my sweatpants. “I can’t think straight when you wear these pants. I know what’s under them, and I want it.”
“Then take it. It’s yours.”
Without hesitation, she slips under my waistband and grips me. My hips jut forward, relishing in the way her soft hand feels against my throbbing dick.
“That door locked?” she asks.
“Nope.” I nip at her bottom lip. “So, you better come quick before we get caught.” I yank her hand out of my pants andspin her around to face the wall. She slaps her palms against it, bracing herself while I nudge her legs open with my foot.
I slide my hand down the front of her body and slip inside her spandex leggings. Pushing her panties to the side, I slide my middle finger over her pussy and let out a satisfied groan. “So wet already.”
She arches her back and rests her foot on the shelving unit to the left of us to widen her legs for me. “Hurry, Landon. Make me come.”
I hum against her neck, kissing and licking her sensitive skin. “I love when you’re desperate for me.”
I slip my finger inside her, slow at first, pulsing in and out of her, listening to the suction sound her pussy makes around me.
“Add another finger,” she says. “Please.”
“Fuck baby, you need more?” I plunge my ring finger in with my middle finger, and curl them in and out of her as her hips rock in rhythm with me. “I’m going to take care of this pretty pussy for you. Make sure you’re missing me the second I leave you empty.”
She moans, loud and unrestrained. “Yes, Landon. Right there.”
I feel it, feel where she needs me as I stroke her faster. Her walls clench my fingers tighter, swelling as she gets wetter.
“You’re almost there, sweetheart,” I whisper into her ear. “Can you feel it?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes, yes. It’s right there.”
I wrap my left hand around her throat and squeeze while my right hand works her pussy. I hold her up with my body, pressing my cock against her ass for relief. Her legs shake, and then her muscles stiffen.
I press deep in her core, and hot liquid pours out of her as she detonates.
Ainsley’s mouth is open, but no sound comes out. Her pussy sprays my hand over and over again as I pump my fingers against the spot inside her.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Soak me.”
My fingers move until I’ve drained every last drop from her. I slip my hand out of her pants and use it to keep her lifeless body steady.
Ainsley gasps for air, eyes still closed. “Oh, my...what...what was that?”
“You squirted.” I press a gentle kiss to her cheek. “Have you never done that before?”
Her head shakes as she blinks at me, her eyes wide with wonder.
“Did it feel good?”
“So good.” She glances down at her pants. “That made a mess.”
I chuckle. “I have an extra pair of sweatpants in the car you can borrow.”
She nods and turns around to face me, resting her head on my shoulder. “I can’t feel my legs.”
