Page 20 of Bonded

“Holy shit!” Looking outside the canopied entrance of the club, Kat watches as the rain lashes down. The large splashing drops splatter in puddles on the sidewalk and the noise on the tarpaulin canopy above their heads sounds like a thunderous bass drum.

“I’ll get them to grab us a cab.” Digby grins with excitement as she wraps her arms around his neck. Pressing her drunken body tight to his, she grinds her hips against his groin, and her hand massages his cock, taking him from semi-hard to want-it-right-now stiff. His only annoyance is the fabric of his pants, which keeps him from her physical touch. “C’mon… I need to get you home.”

“No… I wanna fuck right now!” She growls, biting at his lip.

“What… Right here? I mean as much as I would fuck you anywhere, right here is kinda outta the question.” He looks up to see Charlie the doorman, listening to their conversation, snigger and roll his eyes.

“No, not right here. But… Over there, in that side street!”

“What? Kat, we can’t. I mean, it’s a little public, don’t you think? Not to mention the rain.”

“So?” She smiles, tempting him with a flit of her eyes. Then slipping her shoes off she releases her grip on him and is gone. Crossing the street ignoring the beep of horns, she zig-zags the traffic to the darkness on the other side.

“What the fuck… Kat, wait! Slow the fuck down!” He frowns and with no choice but to follow, despite the rain soaking his shirt, he also criss-crosses the busy street behind her.

“Kat! Kat, where the hell are you?” He calls into the darkness and smiles. The shape of her body in the dim glow of the store exit-lights as she shelters under the metal fire escape. She grins as he prowls towards her. “Kat, what the hell are you doin’? Are you mad?”

“Maybe?” She laughs, and then before he berates her stupidity, she pulls the wet fabric bodice of her jumpsuit down her arms and stands half-naked in the rain looking at him. “But what… You don’t want me?”

“Oh yeah… yeah, I want.” He gasps and looking at her he forgets about how wet his clothes are, his dick begging for release. She takes his hand, placing it against her wet breast and leaning her head back, exposes her neck, willing him to kiss her.

A clap of thunder and a streak of lightning flashes across the sky, but neither of them notices—their focus is only on each other. Kat’s bright green eyes glow against the darkness and Digby brushes her straggly rain-washed hair back from her cheeks. Then, staring at her, he kisses her lips. “You look so fuckin’ hot like this!”

“Really?” She melts at his words. Tipping her head, she smiles and then places her hand on top of his, making sure he continues his massage.

“Mm-hm.” He groans and looks around the quiet empty alleyway. “You really wanna do this—here?”

“Hell yeah! I wanna do it right here, in the rain—right now. I want you—” she hushes her voice to a low, sexy whisper, “—to fuck me against this wall.”

Over-excited by her needy teasing; the moment making his cock so stiff. He’s had plenty of women come on to him, but none have ever been this forward—showing him exactly what they want. And never has he had sex in the pouring rain, this is a whole new experience and he can’t wait. His lust and adrenaline fuel his blood and as it pumps into his length, making him so hard it physically hurt. He needs to relieve the ache, and he needs to do it now.

“Come here!” He grabs her head and presses his lips firmly against hers, and they kiss ferociously. Then, he slams her against the wall with a thud, while his hand searches for the small hard bead of her nipple. Twisting and tugging it between his finger and thumb, he makes her squeal and she groans with delight. Moaning loudly, she lifts her leg against his waist and her hand grapples to loosen the buckle of his belt. He continually scans the alley, checking or any unwanted company, worried about people seeing them. He’s much more cautious and nervous than she is. “So, what the hell brought this on?”

“Oh, I don’t know? Maybe looking at your body in this shirt or… maybe it was all those orgasms Hudson gave me? Did I ever tell you that liquor makes me horny?” She bites at her lip and pulls clumsily at the buttons on his shirt.

He wants to say,‘careful don’t rip it’, but honestly right now he couldn’t care less—all he wants is his cock inside her. “No, no you didn’t, but I think that’s obvious. Anyway, just so you know Hudson can’t give you an orgasm anywhere close to the one I’m now gonna give you,” he smiles. Looking at her body—soaked by the rain, it glistens in the low light, and stroking his fingers softly against her chest, he takes the weight of her breast in his hand and cups his fingers gently around it.

Kat groans at his touch, impatiently waiting as he tugs at the zipper on her jumpsuit, looking for a way to release her from the constraint of the fabric. “So, how the hell do I get you outta this?” Annoyed, he pulls again at the small metal fastening on the side. “Oh hell… I think it’s stuck?”

“Shit.” She laughs, “Oh hey, don’t rip it.”

He looks to the sky, the rain falling more heavily, and the fact she’s trapped in her outfit. “Perhaps we should go home?” he sighs.

“No! No please Ryan… Please I wanna fuck here. Going home will take too long. I want it now!” She teases at his mouth with her tongue, then unfastens the rest of the buttons and licks a trail down his chest. Her eyes look up, staring at him. “Why don’t you give me a taster? Then you can take me home and do it properly.”

“Taster?”

“Mm-hm…” She smiles pulling at his shirt exposes his chest to the rain. Then with a flick of her tongue on his firm muscled pecs, she sucks a tease against his nipple, her hand groping at his dick. Unzipping his pants, his cock filled with want springs out proudly from his body, and Kat wraps her hand around gently stroking back and forth.

Digby groans in pleasure and his face fills with obvious desire as he thrusts his hips in sync with her moves. “Oh, baby… Yeah, yeah that is so good.”

Continuing to trail her tongue down his body in a line to his abs, her hand tugs on his cock a few more times. Then exchanging her hand with her lips, she wraps her mouth around his dick, closes her eyes, and groans. Digby’s desperate for her to take him deeper, and she can’t get a breath before he thrusts his hips forward. It takes a moment for her to steady herself and kneeled on the rain-soaked ground her outfit is wet through, but she doesn’t even notice as she works at him.

“Mmm.” She mumbles a groan as he continues thrusting his hips forward. His hands gripping the metal staircase above his head, steadying himself. Resting her hands on his hips, pacing each mouthful as her tongue circles and laps at his length. “Oh fuck! Baby, I’m gonna cum!” he moans. Unlike the past, now every time Kat sets about his cock with her mouth, she’s able to make him cum so fast. He used to hold out almost all night sometimes, but now he most certainly can’t. Though… he would admit this scenario, in the rain, in the dark, and in public, is pretty intense.

He can’t control his desire any longer and releasing his hand from the rail above, he grabs at her head. Holding her still, he tangles her hair around his hand and pumps forcefully. Thrusting with need, he growls and closes his eyes and he can think of nothing except emptying his load, but there’s also a part of him that just wants to get home and do this again properly. He wants to taste her, work her body into a frenzy beneath him. There’s a feeling of want coming from her too, and with another teasing swirl of her tongue, she makes him cum.

With delighted pleasure, she smiles at how easy it was to make him want this. Wiping him from her chin, she flashes her green eyes upwards and with the rain lashing down on her face, she pleads—not pathetic but controlled. She has power over him and she knows it. “Ryan, I want you inside me.”

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