Page 14 of Bratty Badboys

“Only for you, baby,” I whimpered, licking my lips as he hummed softly, kissing the burn from his pinch away. His mouth became soft and pliant, licking and fondling my breasts in his big hands until I was squirming.

I gasped when he picked me up bridal style, my arms flying around his neck as he carried me to the nearby lounge chair. He lowered me gently, which was opposite of his rough hands spreading my legs wide.

“I wish I could take you on a bed, but I’m impatient to have this pretty pussy,” he said, diving between my legs.

7

YOUR PIERCING

CALEB

I loved her pussy.

It was perfect. With pretty lips and cute little clit that pulsed under my tongue each time I stroked it. But I loved her taste more than anything. It was sweet and musky. I could stay on my knees and eat her out forever, and I’d be the happiest man alive.

But unfortunately, my cock had other plans. It kept poking the zipper of my pants which I had thrown on in a hurry when I couldn’t sleep. I was itching to smoke and get some fresh air. That was when I saw Anna swimming in the pool. I was about to go up to her and ask if she had seen my message, but she removed her bikini.

I was aroused, surprised and angry. Her body was gorgeous. Stunning. She was sexy and I didn’t care if she wanted to skinny dip. But what the fuck was she thinking? It was three in the morning, and she was alone. I don’t think she brought pepper spray for her safety to hide in that tiny bikini with her.

So, I was fuming, watching her and getting hard.

That’s why I kept the ‘Pool Closed for Maintenance’ sign on the door before walking towards her.

And now here she was.

So pliant, warm and wet for me.

“Caleb!” She gasped, her neck arching as I pulled another orgasm out of her, my fingers curling on the sensitive spot as I sucked her clit. Her fingers scrunched my hair, and I loved how she held onto my hair for support, even though I’d never let her get hurt when she was with me.

“S-stop,” Anna stammered, pretty doe eyes glistening as she looked at me. “I’m sensitive.”

“I’m stretching you out for my cock, pretty.” I blinked innocently and licked my lips, relishing in her taste. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She leaned up on her elbow, her long wet hair stuck to her tits, and I wished I could take a picture of her. Her nipples hard and poking the air, legs spread with her juices leaking out of her.

“I can handle it,” she mumbled, her cheeks heating up.

How cute.

I raised my brow and stood up to my full height. It was stupid of me to take her when anyone could come in. Especially the floor manager whenever they see the suspicious pool maintenance sign that I found in the pool’s storage room. I didn’t care if we were caught. I’d let them see how I was fucking her and throw some money at them to give us some privacy.

I unzipped my pants, and my cock bobbed up hitting my abs, almost grazing my navel piercing. Keeping my eyes on her, I stroked myself and smirked as she swallowed. “You sure you can take this, pretty?” I asked innocently and crowded her on the small lounge chair.

Her legs spread to accommodate me as I settled between them, her eyes moving between my cock and face.

“I…I. Yeah.”

I paused at her nervousness and cupped her jaw to meet my eyes. “When was the last time you had sex?”

Her mouth parted before she narrowed her eyes at me. “Does it matter?”

Pushy subject.

I shrugged and leaned down to kiss her stomach. “Wanted to make sure if I should be gentle with you, pretty, that’s a—fuck!” I jerked towards her, eyes wide when she wrapped her fingers around my cock.

“I’m not a fragile doll, Caleb. Stop beating around the bush and fuck me with your big cock.” Her voice was breathy, cheeks flushed, and pupils dilated as she pumped me making me bite my lip from releasing a moan. Fuck, her hand was perfect. “I don’t care if you stretch me. I c-can take it.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I grunted, leaning down to brush my lips against hers. “Let me put on a cond?—”

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