Larissa’s eyes are wide. Her cheeks bright red.
Her lips and tongue taste like fruity alcohol.
“Ellis…”
“Brat,” I whisper. “Maybe I should teach you a lesson. Answering the door in a towel like that…”
Larissa’s chin quivers.
I push open her bedroom door.
“Go sit on the edge of your bed. If you have panties on… take them off…”
I turn away from Larissa and walk toward the bathroom.
At the last second, I reach down and hook my finger into her panties left on the floor.
I close the door behind me and stand in the mostly dark bathroom.
My body is raging.
My cock pulsing inside my pants.
I own her now… she’s all mine now…
I bring her panties toward my nose.
I take a deep breath.
Her smell sends me over the edge.
I hurry to unzip my pants and pull my cock free.
I stroke and I pump with so much force it hurts for a second.
I’m rock-hard, a steel pole between my legs.
Now I’m lost in it.
I hold Larissa’s panties to my nose.
Her scent drives me wild.
That sweet warm honey from her cunt…
I grunt.
My hand moves faster.
The head of my cock feels so swollen, ready to pop.
I’ve been pent up for so long here…
I inhale the smell of Larissa.
Through my nose.
And even through my mouth.