Page 51 of Double Play

She moans, “I can’t take much more of this. I want you. So badly.” She gives me a sexy smile. “Slip it in. Maybe they won’t notice.”

I chuckle into her neck.

“Funny that you think I’m kidding. You’ve been hard for over an hour. I don’t know how you’re managing.”

I look up. “It’s the same for you. You’ve been wet that whole time. It’s leaking out of you.”

She narrows her eyes. “It’s from earlier.”

“No, it’s not.” I sniff. “It’s fresh and it’s telling me how hard you want me to fuck you.”

I can see her nipples immediately stiffen at my words.

Without anything else being spoken, our lips meet again. It’s not sweet and controlled. It’s wet, wild, and perfect.

I hear Francois yell, “Stop kissing! Putains d’animaux.”Fucking animals.

We smile into each other’s mouths.

As we pull apart, I whisper, “Your place or mine?”

“I’m going to my place and you’re going to yours.”

My eyes widen but she simply giggles and kisses me again. She’s fucking with me.

“Je n'en peux plus. Nous avons fini.”I can’t take it anymore. We’re done.“Get out of here. Both of you!”

We continue kissing until she breathes, “Take me back to your dressing room. I want you. Now.”

“Not here. Not like this.”

“Where?”

“Follow me to my place.”

We both dress in record time. I practically pull her arm out of the socket as we make our way to the parking lot. I planned to just walk her to her car, but I end up pinning her against it and kissing her. She bites my lip as she rubs the entire front of her body against mine.

I honestly can’t remember a moment in my life where I’ve been as ravenous for a woman as I am for her. I’ll do anything to have her right now. Anything.

She breathes into my mouth, “Either fuck me here or let’s get going so you can fuck me at your place. Either way, I need you to fuck me.”

I can feel the ejaculate seeping from my cock at the uncharacteristic way she’s talking. The devil in me wants to just impale her here, but my heart tells me that she’s special. I want to take her home where I can finally claim her as mine. Where I can stay buried in her for hours without any more interruptions.

In the end, my heart wins out and I tear myself away.I see a flash of disappointment in her eyes. I’ll make it up to her.

“Follow me.”

Taking several deep breaths, she silently nods.

I’m driving, but my eyes continuously toggle between the road and my rearview mirror, making sure she’s following behind, fearful that she’ll change her mind. We’re almost to my place when my phone rings. It’s Henry. I accept the call.

“Hey, bud. I don’t have much time right now. What’s up?”

He croaks out, “Layton.” He sounds terrible. “I’m in a bad way, man. I need you.”

“What’s going on?”

“My girl left me. I’m standing in front of O’Reilly’s. I want to go in.”

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