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I was having her twice a day, every day, and still, I wanted more. I wanted her every second. It wasn’t even that she was mostly naked in a bikini. Though that didn’t fucking hurt anything. It was that she was mine.
My Blaire.
“Campbell,” she gasped. “Do you have a condom?”
I panicked as I realized…I didn’t have a fucking condom on me. Goddamn it. “Fuck.”
She pulled back hard, nearly cracking her head against the mirror. “We can’t…”
“I know,” I reassured her.
“We can’t,” she repeated more firmly.
“I can still get you off,” I growled at her.
Then, I grasped the strings of her bikini and let the material fall away, revealing her pink pussy. All wet and waiting for me.
I tugged her ass off the counter and turned her away from me, bending her over.
She yelped, “Cold, cold, cold,” as her stomach braced against the counter.
Then, I was on my knees behind her. I pressed my mouth against her clit, and she bit back a moan. I spread her ass cheeks wider, so I had better access, and then I went to town. I licked and sucked and circled her clit with my tongue, drawing out each squirm of pleasure. Then, I plunged two fingers deep inside of her. She pushed hard back against me.
“Are you imagining my cock?” I asked, slamming harder inside of her.
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Am I going to have to take this pretty pussy hard when I get home tonight, too?”
She whimpered. “Please.”
I returned to her clit, speeding up my movements until I felt her entire body shudder with pleasure. She physically bit her hand to keep from crying out. Her legs went all wobbly, and then she dropped onto the ground with a short laugh.
Her eyes darted up to mine and then lower—to the erection in my shorts.
“You can’t go out like that,” she teased.
“Then, do something about it.”
She came to all fours and crawled a foot toward where I now towered over her. “And what would you like me to do about it?”
“Suck it.”
Blaire rose to her knees and drew my swim trunks down my legs. My cock jerked up toward her mouth, as if begging her right then and there to do as she had been told. She smiled something devious that made pre-come drip from the tip. Blaire Barker on her knees in front of me was every erotic fantasy on replay in my head.
She wrapped her hand around the base and stroked the shaft up and down. Then, she leaned forward and licked the pre-come from the head. I nearly came all over her face right then and there. Just from the way she’d casually laved my cock, as if she had all the time in the world and we weren’t in someone else’s bathroom while an entire party of practically every person we knew in the town stood outside.
“I don’t know if you remember,” she said right before she took the entire head of my cock in her mouth. She drew it out really slow. “But I don’t have a gag reflex.”
I jerked forward toward her mouth. Holy fucking shit. “Fuck, Blaire.”
Then, she took me all the way down. Until her lips were pressed against my body and my cock filled her entire mouth. It took a lot of concentration for me not to come then. I’d been too preoccupied with fucking her and eating out her glorious pussy that I hadn’t even realized that she hadn’t blown me since high school.
And, man, had I been fucking missing out.
She went to work, as if it were her fucking job to get me off. Bobbing up and down and running her tongue along my cock. I wanted to hold on just to watch her go at it longer, but she was a fucking expert. I had one hand in her hair and one gripping the countertop.
“Yes, baby,” I whispered, closing my eyes and just enjoying the ride. “That’s it. Just like that.”
She made a hum of approval, and something in that hum sent me over the edge.
“Fuck.”
Then, I was coming inside of her hot, wet mouth. She held herself in place until I finished, and then she looked up at me and swallowed.
“You are magnificent.” Then, I lifted her to her feet and kissed her. Heedless of the sex on both of our lips. She giggled softly and kissed me back.
We hastily cleaned ourselves up. I was half-ready to throw her over my shoulder and go home to find a condom. But I’d promised her a day out in public. So, I owed her that.
She retied her bathing suit strings in a state of happy delirium. “Should you go out first or me?”
“You,” I told her, kissing her lips one more time.
But then the handle was turned, followed by a knock on the door.
Blaire blushed furiously. “One minute,” she called.
