Page 47 of Manhattan Secret
Mark my words, I’ll own her.
She smells so sweet and innocent as all good girls should.
Of flowers and sugar, but I’m frenzied for her to smell of me—of our dirty sex.
I want it to seep down into her bones so even though I’m not with her, she’ll get turned on until her little clit hungers for my fingers and tongue.
Every fragment in my body pulses as my mouth devours her alive, encouraged by her cries. As heat consumes me, my brain shorts out and my body takes over the moment she explodes in flames, moaning my name as her climax claims her. Or maybe it doesn’t quite short out, but it definitely regresses into caveman mode.
Mine.
Must possess her.
An unfamiliar feeling floods me. Acting on instinct, because this is definitely not something felt before, I rise and before I can do a thing, Laney attacks my wet mouth, eating at me hungrily, forcing me to accept every piece of her.
Game fucking over, Lachlan.
I’m a mad man carrying her to the bed.
“C’mere, little mouse. Let me earn my A between your legs.” I rasp, crawling up her prone body. “You’re not helping matters saying things like that,” She tries to chastise with a smile playing around her lips. I nip it with my teeth and then let her watch me roll on a condom. “Liar. I know you’re drenched for me, Laney. Fucking your favorite student turns you on.”
“Who said you’re my favorite?”
Sassy.
“The way you broke apart in my mouth says so. The way you’re licking your lips while you’re staring at my dick.”
We can set planets ablaze from the shared look bouncing between us.
My cock is granite solid.I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this stiff, but I know I’m gonna blow if I don’t get inside her ten minutes ago.
“Do you feel that? We’re like stars exploding together, Laney. This isn’t normal, it’s not dignified. We’re fire, baby.” She breathes, I breathe, kissing her lips, tormented by her hands all over me. “About to go back to heaven, if I don’t last, I’ll get you on the second round.”
She laughs, gripping me around the neck. “You’re so cheesy, Mister Player. Get inside me already and show me why you’re my favorite.”
I need to be inside her so bad.
My thumb brushes over her opened lips; wet from all the licking she’s done. Dirty thoughts assault my mind of what I will get those lips to do. “I’m gonna push my cock inside these before we sleep tonight,” I inform her, her eyes glazing over let me know she wants that too.
Need this.
Need her so much.
Need that same feeling again that we had in the cramped bathroom stall.
The out of control pleasure.
She holds the base of me and guides me forward to her opening.
It’s all the go ahead I require and with one push I’m inside and holding onto my sanity for dear fucking life not to come too soon.
“Ah, god, Lachie.Lachie.” Laney cries, arching into my slams, her legs wind like vines high on my waist.
“That’s right, teach. Call me Lachie when you need it from me.Goddamn, you feel too good, it’s killing me.”
The tightest grip to ever take my dick almost kills me.
Her pussy is perfect for me.
