Page 17 of Fighting the Lure


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Her position on her knees placed her right in front of my pussy, and a moan flew from my lips. When she looked up at me, the determination in her gaze lanced right through my core.

“Foot up on my shoulder, gorgeous.”

“You expect me to do gymnastics?” My words barely came out steady, which was the same wobbly state of my legs.

Again with the eyebrow arch. Holy hell, this woman would ruin me for anyone else. “I do if you want me to eat out this pretty pussy.”

I bit my lower lip and braced against the wall hard to support myself as I lifted my leg and rested my foot on her shoulder. The motion bared me to her. The shower hissed, only half of the spray reaching us. Still, I wasn’t chilled in the slightest with this inferno roaring through me. Water slid down my stomach, rolling to the vee of my hipbones and dripping down my pussy. Not like it could wash away the sheer volume of slickness gushing from me.

I’d never been this embarrassingly wet or turned on in my entire existence.

All thanks to my preteen fantasy coming to life.

Sam leaned in, and the moment her tongue brushed against my clit, I shattered.

She began to lick with the sort of dedication and persistence that had me unraveling fast. My thighs were quaking, so I pressed harder against the wall behind me, my palms planting against the surface. Another moan slipped from my lips at the intense bursts of pleasure rolling through me with every swipe of her tongue. Sam hit the target every time.

The door creaked loudly, and we both froze. I glanced down at her, and she blinked away for a moment before pulling back to mouth “quiet.”

Oh god.

I balled my hand into a fist and bit down on it.

Sam descended on me again, with more fervor than before. Footsteps echoed through the locker room. Shit, someone was wandering around. All while Sam was blowing my mind and sending me to higher heights than I believed possible. Her hands steadied around my hips, moving me the way she wanted as she ate me out with unwavering focus. The ache in my clit grew sharper and more intense, to the point I was ready to scream. My teeth sank into my fist even harder.

Still, she didn’t relent. No, her tongue drove against my clit like she was determined to send me vaulting over the edge.

My breath began coming in faster bursts through my nose as the pressure in my clit became unbearable. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I tipped my head back, the hot water splashing against my skin, Sam’s fingers pressing so hard into my hips I hoped they’d bruise. My hand remained firmly over my mouth as I choked down moan after moan. The shuffling sounds and creaks from farther in the room signaled someone was still out there. We couldn’t risk getting busted fucking in the showers. However, the thrill of danger vaulted me higher, brought me closer to the edge.

Sam’s mouth descended on my clit, nipping and sucking at it between laps, and the pleasure rolling through me was torturous. My body felt like it would detonate from the inside out, every nerve at attention, every inch of me bursting with awareness. Sam’s hair looked black and shiny from the water pouring over it, and the droplets down her face, her back, the crack of her ass—holy hell, I’d never seen anything hotter.

She sucked hard at my clit, and that did me in.

My orgasm exploded through me, and I bit down even harder as I sobbed into my fist. Wave after wave of sheer bliss blasted through me, chasing away any rational thought. My whole body quaked from the force of it as my vision whited out. My clit throbbed, more intense than I’d ever experienced. And Sam didn’t relent, sucking at my clit while I came and came and came.

Fuuuuck.

I closed my eyes, panting in the wake of my release as the aftershocks still rippled through me. Sam pulled away from my pussy and lowered my leg on her shoulder back to the ground. Before I could open my eyes, she drew my fist from my mouth and replaced it with a soft kiss to my lips. Her mouth was hot and tasted tangy, like my release. I licked into her mouth, letting out a soft moan.

She stepped back, and my eyes fluttered open.

“Let me take care of you,” I said, reaching between us.

“Hell yeah.” She spread her legs a little wider, and I slid my fingers through her soaked folds. Fuck, she was wet as hell and not from the water gliding over our bodies. I bit down on my lip as I circled her clit.

“I like penetration,” she murmured against my mouth.

I loved the way she stated what she wanted, how she was still in control, even when I was fucking her. The door creaked again. The person who’d been in the locker room must have left. I ran my fingers along her folds and nudged my fingertips against her entrance.

“Give it to me hard and fast.”

Nngh. Yeah, I could do that. I pushed my fingers inside her, my already weak legs quaking at the sinful feel of her hot pussy. Goddamn, the woman squeezed my fingers tight, the smooth glide so damn hot I couldn’t stand it.

Sam tipped her head back and rocked against my hand, my two fingers buried inside her as I pumped furiously. Her lashes were wet and dark, and the way her normally serious face softened was something I wanted to memorize. Who knew if this would happen again? My chest twisted at the thought, but I pushed it away. I kissed her neck, enjoying her taste, as I thrust my fingers inside her over and over. She bit her lush lower lip to muffle her cries.

I drank in her water-slicked skin, her pussy clenching around my fingers, her nipples brushing against mine. The intimacy of how she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, leaning into me as I fucked her hard, made me reel. I was floating high on endorphins—not just from coming my brains out but from having this woman in my arms, pressed up against a literal dream.

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