Page 89 of Undeniable

Without a word, I grasped her arm and tugged her around the corner until we were under the bleachers. I pulled her bag from her shoulder and set it on the floor before backing her up against the wall.

Her eyes were wide with surprise and her jaw was slack. I tugged at her red ponytail, which tilted her head back and allowed me the perfect angle to lick at her open mouth and drag my tongue across her plump bottom lip.

“We were robbed of so many high school hookups. Under the bleachers is one we should cross off the list,” I whispered against her mouth before sealing our lips together.

There wasn’t any hesitation in her movements as she wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me closer. I felt like I was going to die if I didn’t get inside of her soon.

I should have realized before, but Ivy was apparently a little bit of an exhibitionist. And I was more than happy to fulfill any and all of her desires. That summer together, I’d fingered her in a closet at the community center, and we’d messed around more than once in the family bathroom at the movie theater. Not to mention we’d done everything we could in my truck.

Recently, though, we’d found ourselves fucking in her car, at my office, and finally, in the break room at Murphy’s. Although she’d been mortified about the last one and swore me to secrecy.

My tongue explored her mouth, devouring every one of her sweet little sounds. Not wanting to waste a second, I kept a hold of her hair with one hand and slipped the other between our bodies. I lifted her dress, pushed her little black panties to the side—the ones she’d teasingly strutted around in at her apartment before we left—and found her already wet.

She gasped against my mouth as my finger drew tiny circles over her clit. Eager for more, her hips began moving of their own accord, slipping my finger down to her opening and then back up to her clit once more. Back and forth, she rubbed herself against my finger, and I craved the uninhibited lust in her eyes.

I yanked my hand free, and she let out a frustrated moan at the loss.

“Turn around,” I commanded. And her frustration disappeared as she quickly did as I said, turning around and bracing her hands on the concrete wall. She peered over her shoulder to watch me unbuckle my belt and pull myself free. I found a condom in my wallet and rolled it on quickly.

“Fuck,” she pleaded. “Hurry.”

I groaned as she begged, and she pushed her ass back farther. I lifted her dress and palmed the curve of her ass. And as much as I wanted to push inside her, I couldn’t resist bending down and sinking my teeth into her smooth skin. I bit her hard once, and she muffled her cry with a hand over her mouth.

My tongue ran over the small indentations my teeth left, and then I licked and sucked at her skin until I knew she’d be marked. It was a place only I’d ever see, but it was still there.

Squatting lower, I slid her panties to the side once again and buried my face between her legs. I lavished her pussy with open-mouthed kisses, sliding my tongue in and out of her just the way I knew she liked it.

Her hand was once again fixed against her mouth, and every muffled cry and whimper spurred me on.

I sucked her clit into my mouth and bit softly before licking it better. I wished I had more time to taste her the way I wanted to. To give her two orgasms with my tongue and fingers before even thinking about entering her.

I stood, and Ivy’s legs buckled. Quickly, I gripped her hips to steady her, and she peered over her shoulder and down to where my cock stood proudly near her ass.

“Please, James,” she pleaded. I smiled and ran a hand down her back. She was fuckingeverything.

Then I gave her what she wanted. One thrust and I was buried inside of her. Her wet heat surrounded me in a blanket of warmth. I momentarily considered what it would be like to stay inside of her forever, but I was quickly pulled back to the moment when she began to fuck herself back onto me.

“My impatient girl,” I crooned.

“You’re the biggest tease.” Her nails clawed at the wall. It was dark in the gym, especially under the bleachers, but I could still make out her beautiful features contorted in pleasure.

“What’s wrong, beautiful? Am I not doing what you want me to do?”

I punctuated my words with a deep, brutal thrust, and I enjoyed her little whimper.

With my hands gripping her hips, I stroked deep inside her, dragging my cock along her inner walls and enjoying each time she clenched around me as I pulled out. Like her cunt was doing anything it could to keep me inside.

“Not a tease,” I argued, already breathless. “I always give you what you want, don’t I, Killer?”

Her only response was a moan and then a gasp when I picked up speed. I took that as a yes.

She let me take what I wanted from her while simultaneously giving her exactly what I knew she needed.

Her pussy responded by fluttering and clamping around me. And I couldn’t choose where to keep my attention. Her face was tilted to the side and I could see her mouth was slack with lust, green eyes flaring. But I also couldn’t keep my eyes from where my cock was methodically moving in and out of her.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned sweetly.

My hand ran up her back and tightened in her hair. I pulled her up until her back was nearly flush against my front. My deep, thorough strokes never stuttered.

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