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"Stop it." She whispered.
"I take that as a no." He hauled her up against him and, before she could resist (or was she going to?) Before that could happen, he was crushing his lips against hers. All the anger and longing that had been pent up inside him broke free. With one sweep of his hands, he had her pinned against his body, his tongue tangling with hers.
His hands roved restlessly down her back to cup her taut butt, squeezing until she was tight against his throbbing erection. He wanted more. Even if that bastard was screwing her, he had to have her.
Backing her into the clump of trees, he braced her against the thick tree trunk. All this time he was still kissing her, his lips moving over hers desperately. His hands were also busy, molding and squeezing her buttocks.
Sliding a hand up her thigh, he reached between them to stroke her pussy through the sheer lace of her panties. Slipping two fingers through the side, he touched flesh and almost whimpered in heat and need. Her body jerked as he drove his fingers into her.
The heat and moisture there almost drove him into a state of insanity. He wasn’t gentle; it’d been too long and he was starving. She came immediately, body bucking and trembling.
Easing out of her, he used his fingers to pull down his zipper and take out his throbbing cock. Tearing his mouth from hers, he stared at her, watching her reaction as he entered her swiftly. "Jesus! Jesus!"
His voice was hoarse and for a few seconds he couldn’t move. The tight wetness of her swamped him, turning him into a raging inferno of need and desire that was too much to bear.
Her legs lifted to wrap around his waist, causing him to sink deeper into her. He moved then, his body surging into hers with a force that pressed her against the tree. Lifting her higher, he eased the front zipper of her dress and unclasped her bra.
Cupping the breast, he passed his thumb over the hard nipple before taking it into his mouth. A whimper escaped him as he suckled hungrily. He wanted more! He was like a starving man craving food and if he didn’t eat, he was going to die.
His fingers gripped her hips to steady her as she came again. Her head dropped into his shoulders and he could hear her ragged pants. His climax was so brutal, so violent, it caused him to bite down on the nipple sending another surge of climax through her ragged and weakened body.
Letting go of the nipple, he eased her down so he could take her lips in a kiss that gave added life to the climax. He couldn’t stop coming. He shot his load into her like a never-ending source that left him weak and shaken.
Leaning against her drunkenly, he had to take a few minutes before he could slide out of her. Holding her against the trunk, he waited for her to steady herself before letting go and stuffing his penis back into his underwear.
"We’ll be missed." He said gruffly.
"I can’t go back there like this."
He had to agree. Her hair was tangled and her lips swollen not to mention her dress was crushed.
"There’s a path right through here. Where are you parked?"
"In the lot."
"I’ll follow you-"
"No."
"That wasn’t a request." He told her grimly. "You can text lover boy and tell him you’re not feeling well."
"Go to hell." She whispered.
"Oh, believe me. I’m already there."
They made their way to the parking lot in silence and he made sure she got to her car safely. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he stood there after the taillights had disappeared from view. The event had lost its appeal for him and all he wanted to do was to go home and drink himself into a stupor.
*****
Alessia prayed all the way to the house that her Dad wasn’t back yet, or he’d gone upstairs when she arrived. She couldn’t face anyone now, not the way she was. She’d texted Mark and told him something came up and she had to rush home.
The feeling of guilt assailed her at his concerned text message back to her. Letting herself in, she was relieved that Mrs. Williams had apparently retired for the night and her father was nowhere to be seen.
Practically running up the stairs, she let out a sigh of relief as she entered her suite and headed straight for the bathroom.
A horrified gasp escaped her as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was tangled courtesy of his fingers digging into the strands. Her lips were wet and swollen and her dress was crooked. Thankfully, they hadn’t seen anyone on their way to the parking lot.
She smelled like sex. The musky scent was unmistakable and had her wondering what he was going to tell her. Closing her eyes in dismay, she stumbled back and took off her clothes.
