Page 21 of Dead Wolf Rising (Bad Moon Academy 3)

“You’re not supposed to be laughing,” I say, even though I know it’s not meant to be rude.

She buries her head in my neck, kissing it and rolling her core over my erection. I hiss, grab her ass, and pull her against me again. “I’m going to fuck you on this bench.”

Lifting her head, she gives me a breathtaking grin. “I was wondering what was taking you so long.”

“Brat,” I growl, smacking her ass and earning a squeak in response. “Take your pants off.”

She hops off of me and does as I ask while I yank my shirt over my head and drop my borrowed shorts and boxers. Watching her throat bob when her gaze lands on my dick has to be the most satisfying thing I’ve ever seen. My mind flashes with the memory of her mouth sealed over Carter’s cock as he taught her how to swallow it.

“You know,” she says, strutting toward me but not pulling her eyes from my hard-on. “I think you got it wrong.” Those delicious hips sway back and forth, teasing me. I’m using all of my self-control right now, because all I want to do is slam her back into the lockers, hitch her leg over my shoulder, and plow into that soft pussy until she begs for mercy.

“Got what wrong?” Fuck, my words come out strained, but it’s hard to keep my cool around her. Her red hair is covering her boobs, so I reach out and brush it over her shoulder at the same time she grabs my dick.

“I’mgoing to fuck you on this bench. Now lie down.”

I almost blow my load right then because she’s a vixen wrapped up in an innocent looking package, and I can’t wait for her to ride me. “Yes, ma’am.” I drop a quick kiss on her lips before lying down like she told me to.

For a second, she looks unsure, but then she shakes it off and comes over to straddle me. There’s not enough room for her legs, so she places her feet on the ground on either side of the bench and leans over me, kissing me but keeping her ass in the air. I reach for her, but she smacks my hand away and bites my lip. She pulls away.

“Don’t take this away from me.” Staring at me, she waits to make sure I’ll listen.

I nod and put my hands under my head. “I won’t touch you unless you ask.”

With a grin, she grabs my cock again and spreads the little bit of precum over the head of it. “Good. I want to be the reason you forget how to speak.” Lining herself up with my shaft, she sinks onto me, her slick walls clench around me, and she sucks in a breath, legs trembling as she holds herself in the position.

“You can take it, baby.” I move to grab her hips, but she glares at me, so I put them back.

Placing her hands on my chest, she rolls her hips back, pausing before rolling forward and finding a pace she likes. I try a few times to touch her, but she shakes her head.

“Not yet.” Then she moves faster. Her walls pulse around me, squeezing and caressing my dick as though they’re begging me to come. Her name catches in my throat as I try to say it, and a moan comes out instead.

She laughs. “Good boy. Now you can touch me.”

Before she can stop me, I grab her hips and sit up, using one hand on the bench to support myself as I drive my hips into her from underneath. She wraps her arms around me and moves against me, dropping her head back and opening her mouth in a silent cry.

Tsking, I slam my hips up. “I can’t hear you, baby.” I drive my dick into her again, grunting when it throbs and tries to do me dirty by coming before I can make her scream. Determined not to blow my load just yet, I bury my fingers into her hair, gripping it and shoving into her harder and faster until she moans out loud. “Good, just like that.”

I watch her tits bounce when I bury myself in her cunt, doing it over and over until it’s hard to tell if she’s gasping or moaning. Her back arches, and I seal my lips over her nipple, sucking hard and driving into her like a piston until she squeals my name and digs her nails into my back. When her entire body starts to quiver and her walls clamp down on me hard, I pull her hair and bite her nipple, burying my cock all the way inside of her. She releases a soft cry, not like a dramatic porn star scream, but one that tells me how much she likes that, so I do it again until I can’t take it anymore. My dick throbs as I come inside of her, my breath coming in pants as I lower to the bench, keeping her hips firmly on mine.

She drops her head onto my shoulder and sighs. “I was supposed to be in charge,” she whispers with a laugh.

Running my hands over her back, I smile when she wiggles away from my touch. Her hips roll against me with the movement, and my dick starts to get ready for round two.

“Well, third time’s the charm, right?”

Looking at me with a funny smile, she says, “That was the first time.”

I push my hips up. “Two more to go then.”

She grins and sits. I leave my hands on her hips and stare up at her as she starts to ride me again.

“This time, I’m in charge,” she warns.

“Sure you are, sweetheart.”

Smacking my chest, she leans so her chest brushes against mine and takes me from a new angle. “You’re so proud of yourself right now.”

“Hell yeah, I am. My woman’s fucking perfect.” I dig my fingers into her ass and jerk her down onto me.

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