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Several cars drove by and honked their horns at me, screaming my name as I waved. Maybe I was just seeing shit, but it seemed like every other girl we passed was giving Isabella dirty looks.
I dug my hands into my pockets, knowing that if I didn’t, I’d reach for Isabella.
“So, what do I tell people who see us out tonight? ‘Cuz you know they’ll probably start another rumor.”
“Tell them I ran into you, and we got to talking about classes.”
The longer we walked down the street, the fewer cars we saw. Eventually, it was empty enough for me to slide my hand into Isabella’s. She recoiled at first, which I expected would happen. But when my fingers firmly interlocked with hers, she let her guard down and squeezed back.
We ended up at a park and, without saying a word, turned right to go into it.
A few lamps lit the empty, concrete path as Isabella and I made our way into the darkness. I must’ve been the horniest son of a bitch alive, because just the touch of her fingers intertwined with mine was enough to make my dick hard. My boxers were practically soaked wet with pre-cum. Isabella’s skirt blew in the breeze, teasing me as her brown suede boots brushed up against my thighs.
The same thighs that I wanted to be wrapped around my waist so fucking badly.
Crickets chirped as we slowly approached a picnic table, which was set back from the path a few feet. Isabella sat down next to me and I took the opportunity to wrap my arm around her. She leaned back into my lap, the heat of her body teasing and taunting me.
I angled my face against hers so that I could kiss her. Short and sweet at first, and then anything but. She pushed herself further back so that her ass grinded against the erection in my jeans. And then she jumped to her feet and spun around. She brushed her lips against mine, just lips at first and then teeth. She fumbled for my zipper and undid it with haste, and then slid it down just enough to slip her hand inside.
She caressed my cock with one hand while she breathed hot fire against my own mouth, flirting with kissing me, but refraining. There were two sides to her. The side I knew first, the girl that wouldn’t have been seen dead with me. She was unattainable, unapproachable, and out of my fucking league. And then there was this side of her, as if she was possessed by the patron saint of lust, if such a deity even exists. She couldn’t get enough of me and that was fine with me because I couldn’t ever get enough of her.
I slowly shifted to my feet as she continued to stroke me in long motions. I was on the verge of busting a nut, but wasn’t quite ready.
“Turn around,” I grunted out, and she did as she was told.
She bent over, positioning herself over the side of the picnic table. Her small hands reached for the hem of her skirt and pulled it upwards, and without me needing to command her further, she pulled her panties down her thighs and let them pool on the ground.
I spit into my hand, greased my cock, and sank into her. She jutted forward, clawing at the wooden table. I plunged my cock to the hilt, and began thrusting back and forth as the crickets seemed to get louder. It was just the two of us in that park, fucking and moaning on that picnic bench. The wood began to creak as I pumped harder, holding onto her ass cheeks for support. Nothing I’d ever done with any other girl even compared to my time with Isabella. There was something about the complete about-face of her personality that gripped me, that made me want her more.
She flung her head back, moaning, wild with abandonment as my balls slapped louder against her thighs. “Fuck me, Blade! Fuck me!”
I wanted to do so much more than fuck her, though.
My cock needed to be inside of her all night long as she slept next to me. Sliding in and out as my arms cradled her. I wanted to wake up next to her in the morning, wanted to roll over and share a brief, longing smile before we’d get up and shower together.
Above all else, I wanted to show her what a real man was.
Isabella’s legs shook as she cried out with her orgasm, singing my name as I got closer to mine. I wasn’t wearing a condom and was prepared to pull out, but I got too lost in the moment. When I finally pulled out, halfway through my climax, I spilled my seed all over the bench and the ground.
“Fuck,” I grinded out in equal parts fear and apology. “I’m sorry.”
Once Isabella’s legs stopped shaking, she pulled a package of tissues out from her purse and cleaned herself up. “It’s okay. I think you pulled out in time.”
I raised an arched brow. “Are you sure?”
Isabella stood up and kissed me reassuringly.
“Yeah,” she said with bated breath. “Most of it ended up on the ground. We’re fine.”
