Page 110 of Humility

Fuck she tasted good. There was an addictive sweetness, but under that were remnants of her coffee and a hint of sweetness. I wanted to devour her. I slipped my hands into the back pockets of her overalls and gripped her ass. I’d been dying to do that for a while now and pulled her hard into my body. Jasmine ran her hands down my back, but it wasn’t enough.

A mad desperation took over, and I needed more. Stepping back, I traced her lip with my thumb and committed her swollen lips and the dreamy look on her face to memory. I lifted my arms up and behind me to grip the tall metal shelf.

“Touch me however you want. I want to feel your hands all over my body.”

The shock on Jasmine’s face only lasted a moment before she unclipped the straps on her overalls, letting the top half fall. She pulled off her white T-shirt, and I wanted a picture of her just like this. Her hair was wild, half in and half out of her hair clip. With the skimpy white lace and folded-down overalls, she could’ve been on the cover of a sexy gardener magazine. The sweet smile turned into a naughty grin as she reached behind her back, and her bra slid down her arms.

“Oh fuck me,” I mumbled under my breath as I stared at her hard nipples. My mouth watered, but I loved this torture. The more my cock ached, the better the orgasm, and right now, as Jasmine ran her hand up my chest, I thought I might come. “Fuck yes, use your nails.”

Shuddering, I closed my eyes as she traced my body. I knew there would be lines on my skin, and I welcomed every one of them. Arms, chest, abs, and even my legs, Jasmine’s hands roamed, and my cock strained behind the fly of my jeans. I was panting hard by the time she tugged at the button. That simple release was almost enough to make me shout. I’d always been a commando guy, and when she pulled the zipper down, I sucked in a ragged breath as my cock was finally freed and stood out straight.

“You like this,” Jasmine asked, her voice soft like she was purring. Her fingers skimmed all around my cock, but never touched it. “It seems like you do,” she said.

“Yes, I fucking love it.” I groaned as she drew one finger the entire length of my cock from base to tip. “Oh fuck, yes.” She stopped long enough to swirl her finger around the tip and spread the precum over my head before trailing her finger back down. “Ah! God yes! Please keep touching me. Please don’t stop,” I begged, forcing my hands to grip the shelving tighter.

I sucked in a ragged breath as she gripped my hips and sucked my nipple into her mouth. The feel of her hot tongue went straight to my cock, making me shudder. I let my eyes close again and soaked up the feeling of her mouth traveling across my body and leaving wet lines down my abs.

“Does touching me make you wet?”

“Yes,” she said and placed a chaste kiss on the tip of my cock.

“Are you wet right now?”

“Yes. Very,” Jasmine said, and I groaned, my cock kicking out like it was begging for more.

“Does it turn you on when I tell you to suck my cock,” I asked, muscles straining to remain in place. The dim light made Jasmine’s eyes look like a predatory cat as she stared up at me from under her thick lashes. Fuck that was the hottest look I’d ever seen. All the wires in my brain scrambled as I stared into her eyes. Putting words together that made sense was increasingly difficult.

“Yes,” she said and ran her tongue over the tip like I was an ice cream cone. Holy hell, it took every ounce of my control not to grab her and throw her over the pile of fertilizer bags and take her.

“Then do it. Suck my cock like a good girl.” She cocked a mischievous brow at me. “How about a naughty girl then?”

“I like that much better,” she cooed, teasing me as she bobbed her head.

The shelving creaked as I squeezed hard enough to make my muscles shake. A moan vibrated down my shaft as Jasmine sucked me deeper into her mouth. I groaned and arched my hips up to get deeper into her throat. Her mouth was deliciously hot and wet, making my balls churn, and I was close to coming way too soon.

There was only one thing that would be better than watching my cock disappear inside her mouth, and that was my cock sliding into her pussy. I’d been denied the real thing when we snuck in to her room and if truth be told I was just as happy, but now I had nothing holding me back.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growled, unable to take anymore. Releasing the shelving unit, I wrapped her hair in my hand and pulled her off my cock. Grabbing her adorable pouting mouth, I kissed her until she was shaking.

Picking her up off the floor, I bent her over the large stack of bags. They were so tall that she was on her tiptoes, but it put her ass at the perfect height, and I couldn’t wait to get inside of her. Yanking back hard enough on her hair that she was forced to look at me, I leaned forward and kissed her hard, then nipped at her lower lip. I didn’t miss a single moan and captured them all. She looked exactly like how I imagined. Sexy as hell.

“You really are a naughty girl, Jasmine. You made my cock ache. Now all I can think about is fucking this sweet pussy,” I whispered in her ear.

“Is that so,” she sassed, wiggling her ass back and forth. The jean material softly brushed against my cock and sent what felt like electrical jolts down my spine. “Should I say sorry or fuck me hard?”

“Fuck me, I think I’m in love.” I couldn’t get the overalls pulled down over her hips fast enough before shoving my cock into her in one hard push. “Ah!” We yelled together as her tight pussy enveloped me. Teeth clenched, I held still, soaking in the feel of her. My hand and the fantasies dancing around my mind at night couldn’t do justice to the real thing. Reaching around her body, I rubbed at her clit, and she moaned and bumped her ass back at me, but I didn’t budge.

Her moans and wiggling ass pressed up against me were fucking heaven, and teased my cock to new heights as she tested my restraint. There was a moment where I could feel her getting ready to come. I stopped rubbing her clit and grabbed her hips before letting loose.

Jasmine screamed and swore like a sailor, and every fuck that fell from her mouth was music to my ears. She could yell at me all night as she rode my cock.

I smacked her ass, the sound more jolting than any pain. Jasmine jumped and slammed back into me, screaming. The sound our bodies made echoed inside the mostly empty room.

“That’s for being a naughty girl. You better come on me unless you want me to shove my cock back down your throat.”

Reaching forward, I grabbed her by the arms, savoring her yell as she came, and her pussy clenched me tight. Shuddering, I thrust into her hard and groaned as I came while she quivered around me. I slumped forward and wrapped my arms around her. She turned my world on its axis with a single touch and I knew that I was forever lost.

“You okay,” I asked, kissing the side of her neck.