Page 16 of The Lies Always Told

“That you’d like to fuck me against this window.” Wrong. I would like nothing more than to fuck her as far away aspossible from the window, but her eyes won’t leave the space in front of us, telling me she likes this.

“Do you want that, Nellie? Do you want me to make you shiver under my hands right here, where anyone can see?”

“Yes.” I turn her around so her back is against the window, her eyes full of fire and desire when they meet mine.

“Let me undress you.” I hold her gaze, waiting for her to say yes, and when she nods, I follow through, but not before kissing her. The feel of her lips on mine is something words cannot describe, or at least not any words I have in my vocabulary. I pull her shirt off, leaving her in the tight jeans and nothing else. Her perfect, perky breasts out in the open, her peachy nipples hard and ready for attention. She takes her shoes off and tries to unbutton her jeans, but my hands quickly replace hers.My job, Nellie. My job.

I pull her jeans down slowly, taking my time to drag my nose down her body, wanting to find out if she smells the same way everywhere, and she does. “Fuck, Nellie. I can’t wait to see if you taste as good as you smell.”

She lifts her legs, stepping out of jeans and panties, and I toss them aside. She stands still, her legs spread wide, and her pussy right in front of me.

“Well, are you going to?” she asks, and when I look up at her, she looks like a goddess. This is the moment I know I’m fucked.

“Am I going to what?”

“Taste and find out.” Fucked, completely and utterly fucked.

She widens her stance a tad more as I move my hands to the back of her legs, sliding them up from her calf all the way to her ass. Taking my time, I hover my mouth over her pussy, licking her once and holding her in place when her knees buckle.

I do it again, but this time, her hands land on my head, keeping it in place. Greedy. I like it. I lick and suck, lovinghow sweet she tastes. She bucks her hips against my face, and with her hands, she pulls me closer, even if it’s not possible. She sure as hell tries, taking the friction she needs while she silently rolls her hips. I won’t stop, relentless as I take, take, and take everything she’s willing to give me. Every drop is mine. Every gasp is mine. Every goosebump, every shake of her legs, all of it mine, and I’m taking it. My hands hold her ass hard, and with a suck of her clit into my mouth, she shakes under my hold, dropping her head back, hitting the window. I lick until she’s limp in my arms and pepper kisses up her body. I kiss her hip, her delicate belly button, and then the three black dots between her breasts. I lick and kiss under her right breast, cupping it in my hand, taking her nipple in my mouth.

She tenses under my touch, but again, no sounds. I climb up her body, holding her tight, and kiss her gently, letting her taste herself on my lips. “Are you okay?” I ask, letting go of her mouth.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You went quiet on me,” I say, pushing her glasses up her nose and moving a loose piece of hair from the ponytail.

“I’m not a screamer,” she sasses back, challenging me with her eyes.

“I bet you’d scream for me,” I mutter, turning her back to face the window and widening her stance with my foot.

“It’s never happened,” she replies, her voice low and sensual.

“I like a challenge.” I twist her ponytail in my hand and tug her head back, giving me more access to her neck, which I kiss softly. She hums, and I pull harder, testing the waters.

“And I don’t like it slow.”

“So demanding,” I whisper against her ear as I pull out the condom I keep in my pocket and unbuckle my jeans, letting them drop to my ankles.

“I will demand. I want to feel good too,” she says. I reallylike how assertive she is. I like that she doesn’t hold back and tells me exactly how she likes it.

“I’m a good student, Nellie. Let me learn your body.” I slide the condom on and hold her hips, tilting them back and taking the access the position grants me to fuck her from behind. I slide my fingers into her pussy, finding her wetter than I thought she’d be. Her perfect ass is on display, her pussy red, swollen, and wet, ready for me. “Fuck, baby. You’re so wet for me.”

She gasps and rolls her hips against my fingers, but I don’t sink them in again. I spread her arousal all over, touching her clit with my soaked fingers, teasing her some more.

“Gus,” she whispers, trying to add more fiction and chasing my fingers with every move.

“Talk to me. What do you want?”

“I want to come again.”

“How, Nellie? How do you want to come? All over my face? With my fingers buried deep inside you? Or with my cock filling you up?”

“Oh, God,” she moans, but then she tenses, her head turning quickly to the side. I follow her gaze to see a couple kissing on the balcony next to us. The lights are on in our room, so if they look our way, they’ll see us. They’ll see her. Her focus doesn’t waver.

“You were saying?” I tease her clit again and drag two fingers down to her entrance, sliding them in seamlessly. She’s even wetter than before. If her wetness is any indicator, she might like this a lot. The possibility of being caught. The possibility of being watched.

“I don’t care. Just fuck me, please.”

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