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"Floor is fine."
Fuck. Yes.
I moved until my back hit a wall, and slowly slid down it. My legs kicked out in front of me. She straddled my waist.
Her mouth moved from mine, to my neck, as she started licking and kissing. Her fingers splayed against my chest. I was so fucking turned on; she had to be able to feel it.
"Oh God," she moaned out.
She started to take her shirt off, but I did it for her. My lips instantly went to the spot just above her bra.
"Off!" she moaned. "I want it all off. I want to feel you."
Within a second I'd unhooked her bra and her tits were right in front of my eyes.
The heavens had opened.
I heard church organs.
She froze for a moment, eyes wide. "I don't even want to know how you did that so fast."
Then her hands were on the back of my head as they pulled me into her. Right onto her nipple. "Holy fucking shit," I mumbled, mouth full of boob.
Her breast was in my mouth; her hands were fisted in my hair as she ground harder on me.
"Oh god," she moaned.
Fuck.
"Oh shit," she started moving faster while her hands violently moved my head. My mouth went from one boob to the other.
"Oh fuck."
She was practically raping me without penetration and I didn't even care.
"Oh fucking shit"
Then she stopped.
She pulled back. Far enough back that her boob left my mouth with a pop.
I looked up at her, mouth hanging open. Like a baby waiting for—well—boob.
Her eyes burned with lust as her hands start undoing the drawstring of my pants.
Fuck. Yes!
"Holy Fuck. This is actually happening," I mumbled, undoing the buttons of her shorts.
"Shut up! Don't talk. Just shut up!"
"Yes, Ma'am."
I watched her hands as they undid the knot, then her fingers played under the band. She paused, looked up at me for a second, before her mouth crushed down on mine.
My hands went in her shorts, and for the first time, I felt her.
And she was wet, so fucking wet, two of my fingers slid right in.
She moaned into my mouth, her fingers still moving under the band of my pants.
I mentally told her to move the fuck lower.
One hand pulled on the band, making room for the other to reach down—
"DIMMY!"
Fuck!
She stopped moving. Her hand that should be on my dick was now covering my mouth.
I moved my fingers inside her.
She moaned, biting her lip to stop the sound getting louder.
"Dimmy, you better answer your phone. Ma's pissed!"
She removed her hand from my mouth, "Say something," she whispered.
I looked at her; eyebrows drawn, and then jerked my head to where my hand was in her shorts. Is she fucking crazy?
"Tell him I'm not here," she whispered.
I rolled my eyes.
She moved on me again.
"Dude, she left right after you did!"
She started moving on my fingers, her eyes drifting closed.
"Oh, God," she whispered.
"Hey, man." Ethan again. "You gotta move your car off the street, the cops are checking permits out there."
Fuck.
"Yeah, man. I'll be there in a minute," I yelled back.
"Oh God," she started moving faster on me.
I watch as her head tilted back, her breathing became faster, and her movements became jerkier. She leaned back so my fingers had more room to move, and I started moving them.
In and out.
In and out.
"Oh shit. Oh fuck."
I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked, before she started a long, drawn out moan. I covered her mouth with mine to swallow the sound as her hips moved faster and faster. I felt her tighten around me before her movements slowed, then stopped altogether.
"Dude, he's almost at your car and it's a $360 fine," Ethan yelled, his voice sounding nearer.
"Fuck." I pulled my fingers out and moved her to the floor next to me. I stood and adjusted myself, hiding my huge fucking hard-on, and pulled my shirt over my head. "Don't you move," I told her. "We're not done. Not even close."
She nodded her head, breathing heavily, her eyes glazed over.
I moved my car and went straight back to my room.
She stood in the middle, bra back on, pulling her shirt over her head. I quickly stopped her, mid motion. She had one arm in the air, her head half way out the neck hole.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I whisper-yelled.
She pulled her shirt the rest of the way on. "Getting dressed." She looked at me like I was crazy.
Me!
I started to pull her shirt back up but she swatted my hands away.
"We're not done," I told her.
"Uh, yeah. We are."
She chuckled.
Fucking Chuckled.
Then she opened the door that led outside.
"What the fuck is happening right now!" I was annoyed, and pissed, and extremely fucking hard. I stomped my foot. Legit, stomped my foot. "You can't leave me hanging like this! I'm gonna have blue balls for fucking days, Amanda!"
She laughed.
Fucking laughed!
"I'm sorry." She straightened up a little. "It would have just been an angry fuck, Logan. It didn't mean anything."
"So angry fuck me. I don't give a shit!" I motioned my hand to my dick. "My dick doesn't give a shit!"
