Me:Meet me in my car.
I watchas she picks her phone up and reads it. She glances around, looking for me.
Our eyes meet, and there is no way she misses the desire in mine.
Me:Wait five minutes and then come.
She nibbleson her bottom lip, unsure.
Finally, she texts back.
Holland:Okay.
Me: Oh and, Holland? Don’t be wearing panties.
I don’t stick aroundto see her reaction. I pass Emma on the way out and give her a curt nod, heading for the stairs, not giving her a chance to stop and chat.
I take them two at a time, and by the time I reach my car, my cock is straining against my slacks.
I hop in the driver’s seat and wait.
The moment I see Holland, I free myself from my pants, ready for her.
She pops open the door and climbs inside.
“What’s going on? What did—”
Her eyes widen when she sees my hand moving up and down my cock, and her tongue darts out to wet her lips.
“S-Sutton…”
My name comes out a moan and I reach over, fisting my hand in her hair and tugging her mouth to mine.
I kiss her hard.Searing.
When I pull away, she’s panting.
“Panties,” I say.
“Huh?” She’s barely able to catch her breath.
I hold my hand out. “Give me your panties.”
“W-Why?”
“Because I want to know that for the rest of the day, you’ll be walking around without them.”
Her pupils grow at my salacious request, but she pulls them from her dress pocket and sets them in my waiting hand.
I slip them into my pocket, then push my fingers back into her hair.
“Now take your tits out and suck my cock.”
She doesn’t dare argue. Instead, she pulls at her dress until her tits are hanging free, then wraps her pretty mouth around it, taking me in as deep as she can.
“Fuck,” I mutter, one hand pinching at her hard nipples, the other pulling on her hair just how I know she likes it. She moves her mouth over me as if she were made to do it. “I swear your mouth is heaven. Almost as sweet as your pussy.”
She moans around me, and I feel it everywhere. I nearly explode right there.