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When we make it to the centre of the aisle, I pull Beth to me. Her breath hitches, only for a moment as she realises I have a plan for her. She lightly licks her lip and I immediately lose myself to her silent challenge. I press her against the shelves behind her, kissing her hard without abandon. I need her, right fucking now. There’s no one in the store and I don’t want to wait until we get home.
“Give me your wrists,” I growl against her lips.
Without hesitation, she breaks our kiss and presents her hands to me.She had her fun earlier, now it’s my turn.I tie them together with the plastic bags I stowed away while in the produce aisles. I wrap them around one of the price signs above her head that won’t hold if she tugs. “If you pull down the sign, you won’t come.”
“Ok,” she whimpers.
I fall to my knees and unzip her dress. My hands slide up her legs, reaching for her underwear that’s nowhere to be found. “Did you forget something at the wedding?”
“No. I, uh… put them somewhere special.” She bites her lip but looks left and right
I assure her, “I wouldn’t let anyone see you. I don’t share, Beth. No one sees you naked but me.”
With her nod, I lift her dress and pull one of her legs over my shoulder. I lick up her pussy before circling my tongue around her clit. She whimpers, her legs shaking. “I need to come, Ax.”
I continue torturing her, as she did to me. The thrill that we might get caught has my cock twitching in my pants. She’s sofucking wet for me, I need to be inside her, my only reservation being that I want her to come first. I press two fingers inside her, curling them at the same pace as my tongue on her clit. There will be no faking it tonight; I want all of her. Shewillfall apart for me, it’s my sole mission to have her crumbling beneath my touch more than once tonight. If I have any say in it, Beth won’t be able to walk tomorrow morning, she’ll be far too sore. With every step, I’ll make sure she’s aching to have me inside her again.
Her moans echo in the store. Since my girl can’t keep quiet, I’ll need to move fast; it’s only a matter of time before we get caught. I bring her to the brink of her orgasm, then withdraw my fingers and sit back on my heels. I know it’s cruel but, fuck, I love it when she begs. I do look good in orange, if we get caught. I suck my fingers clean keeping her locked in my gaze as I stand.
“What the fuck, Ax?” she groans.
“If you can’t be quiet, you’ll have to wait until we get home.” I reach in my pocket to take out my phone, finding extra fabric. When I pull my phone out, a thin thong accompanies it. Fuck, I love this woman, always keeping me on my toes. “Since you can’t be quiet… Open.” Just like a game of chess, she’s always a step ahead of me. This time, I am… I think.
Beth opens her mouth expectantly and I roughly place the thong in her mouth. Unzipping my pants, I rub the tip of my cock up and down her soaked pussy.
“I don’t have condoms. We can play, but I’m not coming inside you.” She nods. “If you don’t come on my cock, I’ll know.” I give her a knowing look and her muffled laugh through her panties has me aching to be inside her. She’s even more beautiful when she’s at my mercy.
I hike her leg over my hip and push inside her wet cunt. Her breaths are laboured and her jaw clenches as she bites down harder onto the underwear, but doesn’t pull her hands down from the sign above her head.Attagirl.While I need to keep her quiet, and her mouth stuffed with her panties is hot as fuck, I need all of her right now. I pull them from her teeth and stuff them in my pocket.
Reaching to unhook Beth’s hands from the sign, I keep them tied together and wrap them around my neck. Her eyes wild, she pulls me closer, our lips colliding in a bruising kiss. If we get caught, I’ll gladly be banned from the store, or worse. It’s fucking worth it to have my girl—mine—who is up for anything I want to try, even if I’ll never look at a loaf of bread the same.
The paper products jostle on the shelves in the aisle over, causing a few packages of bread in ours to fall to the floor. Her muffled cries against my lips have me fucking her harder, faster, needing more. She clenches around me and I know damn well she’s doing it to make me come.
I push deep inside her and hold. “I’m not coming, baby. Right now, it’s about you. What do you need?”
“You,” she sighs. “Just you.”
Something snaps in me. My actions become primal as I drive into her harder and deeper. With each thrust, she continues to devour me with her kisses. I’m so fucking close, but I continue my pace, holding on for dear life and praying I don’t come before her.
Her walls clench around me and she practically screams into my mouth as she comes. It’s messy, reckless, and entirely too much for me. I come harder than I think I have in my life, painting every inch inside her pussy with my cum.
Our breaths are heavy as we descend from our respective highs. Reality slowly seeps in, it’s only a matter of time before we get caught. I’m afraid to pull out of her, needing a clean up on aisle seven.
I want to tell her that she’s fucking perfect, that I embrace her chaos, that I want her more than I’ve wanted anyone in my life, that she’s mine from this day forward…
The grandiose words don’t have a chance to leave my mouth when we hear rustling an aisle over. I carefully pull my cock from her and tuck it into my pants, zipping faster than a boy in a high school locker room.
With her back pressed against the shelves, no one will notice her dress, but I discreetly zip it for her. “Ax,” she whisper-shouts, “your cum is dripping down my legs.”
“Good,” I reply as casually as I can. I should’ve asked first, but based on her laughter at my reply, I feel like I’m in the clear. We have all the time in the world to talk about it, but it needs to be in private, not when we’re moments away from being caught by one of the overnight grocery store crew. I untie her wrists, kissing each one when they’re free.
A woman peeks around the corner and asks, “Are you ok? I thought I heard screaming.”
Shit.
“We’re great. Must’ve been someone else,” Beth replies with a shrug.
I take her hand in mine and rush us out of the aisle and grab the last of the food we’ll need for the rest of the weekend. “I think we got everything. Ready to go home?”
