Page 289 of The Trouble With Bad Boys

“Yeah, you’re right.” Still, I couldn’t stand to let her free. I dropped my one hand lower, then slowly raised the bottom of her dress. As I inched it higher up her slender thighs, I realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. “Fuck,” I groaned out loud as I felt how sticky her thighs already were.

“Yes, please, Easton. Fuck me,” she moaned as my fingers inched closer to her pussy.

I wasn’t surprised at how easily I could slide my fingers through her slit, nor was I shocked that she was dripping. Slipping two fingers inside of her was like slicing a knife through warm butter. Our private dinner on the beach was soon forgotten as I suddenly began to crave the taste of something different than the filet mignon and lobster tails I’d already ordered for us.

“Put this leg up on the rail,” I told her as I tapped the inside of her thigh with my palm.

Such an obedient submissive, she did as I asked, and I rewarded her by adding a third finger. Now, she was in position for me to bring her to the edge with my fingers. Shelby fell back against me and lolled her head back and forth until I finally held her head to the side. I began to attack her throat with my teeth while adding a fourth finger.

“Easton.”

I loved hearing my name on her lips, especially when in the throes of passion like now. She was so very vocal, and the mewling sounds she made only got me harder. My cock was like a steel pipe right now, and I knew any dinner reservations would be ignored now. Once I got inside of her, I’d fuck her well into the night and early morning hours.

She was as insatiable as she was responsive, and most nights ended after hours of mind-numbing sex. The things she did to me... the things she made me feel... the way she would nearly make me lose control myself was something I’d never experienced with another before her.

“I can feel how badly you need to come right now, Shelby.”

“I do,” she cried out.

“Each stroke of my fingers or bite from my teeth makes you want to let go.”

“They do,” she responded again.

“A single word is all it would take to make you come right here where we stand.”

“God yes, please.”

I then looked out and could see how many people were out and about. We were only on the second floor of this hotel so anyone on the ground level could see or hear what we were doing. I smirked in that moment because this was the one thing I hadn’t done with her yet at Syn. I’d taken her privately everywhere I could and with practically every toy at my disposal. I’d never done a public scene with her because I hadn’t wanted to share Shelby, but now...

“You’ll come screaming as everyone down below us watches you.”

She tensed obviously unaware of the people nearby. “Yes, I’ll come for you anytime... anywhere... I’m yours to command.”

“Such a good girl,” I crooned into her ear, then bit her lobe. “But should I reward you now or later?”

“Now, please,” she begged me. I began to stroke her inner walls even harder causing her to shudder in response. “God, I can barely hold on.”

“Tsk Tsk Tsk,” I warned. “You will if I command you to, though.”

“Y-Yes,” she stammered.

I bit down on her ear again, then tightened my grip on her neck. “But you don’t have to because I want you to come for me, Shelby. Come now!”

I then bit down on her shoulder blade while fucking her with my hand. She screamed incoherently, then flooded my hand with her cream. I kept it up, making her come a second time before finally pulling my fingers out of her. When I released her fully and stepped away, she sagged forward and tried to control her breathing which would be futile in a few seconds.

Having been tested and deciding against condoms because of our exclusivity made times like this so much easier. I quickly pulled my cock out from my shorts, then bent her over. She clutched the thick railing and wedged her thighs apart. Seconds later, I thrust into her fully.

Being balls deep inside of her was heaven. There was nowhere else I’d rather be. As a few hotel guests caught on to what we were doing and stopped to watch us, I slammed into my woman, branding her to me with each thrust. I wrapped one hand around her neck using it more to steady myself as I fucked her with no mercy, and certainly no patience.

She began to tighten down around my cock, but I forced myself to keep the same rhythm. “Easton,” she cried out, and I ignored her pleas. I could barely hear them over the sound of blood rushing in my ears, anyway.

“Fucking you always feels so damn good,” I told her. “You drive me absolutely fucking crazy.”

“You feel... ahh it’s so good... Oh... Easton!”

She could barely finish a single thought as I kept slamming into her. The railing shook, but I wasn’t worried about it giving way. I wasn’t going to last too much longer as is. I did reach around her with my free arm not only to hold her in place just in case but so I could also toy with her clit.

Shelby’s pussy tightened even more as her body jerked. I held her in place and thrust into her about a half dozen more times until my own release started barreling toward me. “They’re all watching you come apart for me, Shelby. Every man down there is wishing he could be me while the women are imagining themselves as you.”

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