Page 50 of I Can't Even

Seeing her now, realizing that she was wearing a onesie type thing that clipped closed around her crotch, my cock stretched fuller.

She reached down to unbutton, but I stopped her by placing my hand on her wrist.

“Allow me,” I murmured, a growl in my voice.

She looked up at me with those navy-blue eyes and offered me her body with a wave.

I reached forward, tugged her by the arm, and twisted her until her back was to my front.

Then I went to work on the buttons between her thick thighs.

“Spread your legs wider,” I urged. “Let me get my hand in there. Good girl.”

Smoothing my hand down her belly, I guided my hand over her pubic bone, then down even farther until my fingers reached the buttons.

I popped one open at a time.

Snap.

Snap.

Snap.

Snap.

When I got to the last one, she was breathing heavily, and my cock was about to have permanent indents from my zipper.

I should’ve put on underwear when I got home, but I’d been too amused at her horror at the state of my place to think about it.

Snap.

“Are you wearing panties under here?” I asked curiously as the flaps fell open with the last snap.

“Uh, no,” she whispered. “I’m not wearing a bra, either. This whole thing is self-contained.”

I hummed, my lips now traveling down the length of her neck.

“Lift your top up over your breasts,” I urged.

She did, slowly, hiking the skintight top over her hips, and even farther to rest just above her breasts.

Her ample breasts that were begging for my mouth.

“Lift one up and feed it to me,” I urged.

She did, and I bent down and suckled one perky nipple.

But then voices were heard outside, and I was reminded that we were in a public place, and I didn’t have time to worship her like I wanted to.

She realized it, too, because she said, “Hurry.”

I reached for my wallet and groaned in horror when I saw that we’d used the condoms I’d had stashed there.

“No condoms.” I growled in frustration.

She slumped, and I chose that moment to bite her neck. “There are other things we can do.”

“I need you,” she whispered, shaking her head. “I need you inside of me.”

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