Page 23 of Acadia Falls

So I intended to bury my dick in her. Again. At this party, in this pantry, when someone could walk in at any time.

She unzipped my pants and pushed them down.

My cock sprang out between us, fully hard, pointing right at her.

“Jesus. That was quick.” Maran took me in her hand and started milking me, squeezing the tip. I couldn’t speak. Suddenly, I was desperate to be inside her. I fumbled with the zipper of her jeans, finally undoing it, clumsily shoving them down. I ran my fingers along the edge of her tiny lace panties—naughty.

I fingered the edge of the flimsy material. “Did you think about me when you put these on?” I whispered.

“No.” But when she kissed me, I knew she was lying.

“Let me just see something.” I slid my hand under the material and found her slick heat. She was already soaking wet for me.

“Liar. You were thinking about me, all right.”

She moaned as I sank two fingers inside her, and I almost came right then. Her body was so tight, so hot. I ripped off her top and kissed her amazing tits through the black lace of her bra. I wanted more time to explore and taste every inch of her, but we’d better hurry.

I was about to burst, but I needed to make sure she was ready for all of me. I put my fingers inside her, in and out, till she was already close to the edge. She was moaning, gripping my dick, rubbing the moisture from the head around my tip. She kissed me and then nibbled on my shoulder. Fuck. Desire pulsed through me, chasing pleasure. I needed to get inside her before it was too late.

I slid the flimsy panties over and notched my tip inside her. Our kisses got wilder, more desperate. Maran grabbed my ass and guided me in, inch by thick inch. The lacy material rubbed against my cock, creating friction and making me insane. I heard someone moan, and I realized it was me… Fuck, oh fuck…

Her eyes rolled back in her head as I flexed my hips and pumped into her. She ground against the base of my cock and cried out—and Maran was loud. Goddam, everyone was right outside!

I slapped my hand over her mouth and kept drilling into her. Neither one of us could stop.

Already close to the edge, I relentlessly buried myself into her tight body. Her pussy spasmed, gripping me. Her tits bounced up and down as I thrust—holy fuck, that was hot—and I had to hold myself back from coming. Ladies first, ladies first⁠—

Our bodies met furiously, each of us seeking our release. I took my hand off her mouth and found her clit, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger in time with my thrusts. A ragged sound escaped her as I took a nipple in my mouth, nibbling it through the lace, and continued to pump into her. She was so fucking tight. And she was right—I was everywhere. I was going to come in her so hard, I’d mark her with my seed, and she’d never be able to forget me…

Unf. Maran took my balls in her hand, squeezing them lightly in time with my thrusts. Holy hell. I started losing my mind. I saw stars. She was moaning, we were both being loud as hell, and I no longer cared. Her pussy gripped me, refusing to let go.

Maran went rigid. She had me in a vice-grip, squeezing, desperate to be filled. “Jack. Jack!”

My name on her lips pushed me over the edge.

“Fuck, Maran!” I yelled as I came deep inside her. The pressure of her hands on my balls made me absolutely insane. I came hard, going under and not coming back up for a full minute.

When I came to, I was holding her. Her chest was pressed against my T-shirt, and we both were breathing hard.

Then I did something dumb. I kissed her. She tasted sweet, so sweet, and something unfurled inside my chest.

She was shaking. “I better get those crackers.” Her voice was jittery.

“Shh, it can wait a minute.” I wrapped my arms around her, and damn if it didn’t feel amazing to hold her like that. I wanted to kiss the top of her head, but I stopped myself.

Awkwardness descended over us. Maran stepped out of our embrace and pulled up her pants. She moved gingerly as though she was sore. Maybe she was. Wasn’t this the second time we’d done it like animals today?

I scratched my head. What was I doing with this girl? I was a one-and-done sort of dude. Hadn’t I just had that talk with myself recently?

She pulled the top over her head, ran her hands through her hair, and smiled sheepishly at me. “Everyone is going to know exactly what we just did.”

I nodded. “They probably heard you yelling.” Hot pride bloomed in my chest. I caught myself wondering when I could make her yell like that again.

She groaned. “Can you bring the crackers out? I’m going to go hide in the bathroom for a minute.”

“Sure thing, Blondie.” I smiled, trying to sound real casual. Trying not to feel a little depressed as Maran and her amazing tits and fine ass sauntered out of the pantry, leaving me alone in the hot, cramped space.

What the hell was wrong with me? I grabbed the crackers and headed back out to the deck. Sure, everybody would know we’d been having sex.