Page 10 of Anyone And You

“Why?” I asked.

“I never would have guessed you were into public affections.”

I turned my body into hers. “I’m not,” I said. “When I finally kiss you, it’ll be away from all these people.”

“Why?”

“Because I won’t be able to stop,” I replied.

She swallowed as the words swept through her. “What if I kiss you now and don’t give you a choice?”

“You don’t want to do that,” I said.

“Don’t I?”

I shifted and leaned down into her ear. “All these people will watch as you come for me. Do you want to show them how you’ll get on your knees and beg for my cock in your mouth too? Or would you rather sit on my lap in this ride while I fuck you from behind? Everyone will watch because I won’t give you a chance to resist. Those are the options if you kiss me right now.”

Des’s brows lifted in surprise. “The second one,” she said before wrapping her hands around my cheeks.

Before I could respond, and thankfully before she could kiss me, the ride attendant called us forward. I forced myself from her mesmerizing gaze and pulled her through the gate to one of the empty cups toward the middle. She was staring at me when I looked up, and I scooted in closer to her before tapping the seat at my side.

The ride slowly started up, and I placed a hand on her thigh and squeezed. “Whatever you do, keep spinning this wheel,” I whispered in her ear.

Des turned my way as she placed her hands on the wheel. I slowly moved my hand higher and higher, careful to keep it discreet and not go wild at the sight of her blown pupils and heaving breaths.

“Relax for me,” I said softly, shifting her skirt up. “It’s just us.”

Her face was so close that all it would have taken was a shift in the ride, and our lips would have met. But I didn’t kiss her, and she didn’t dare kiss me. I would lose all control of myself if I did, and I was savoring her like this.

I expected to find underwear or pantyhose covering her pussy, but—

“Fuck,” I cursed into her shoulder. “They make crotchless pantyhose?”

She smirked like she had the best-kept secret. “Of course.”

I groaned, resisting the urge to pinch her at the triumph on her face, and then I slipped a finger over her clit. Fucking hell, she was soaking. All that adrenaline, that teasing, she was drenched from it. I stifled the stiffening of my cock.

The smirk vanished from her lips, replaced with a bite. She slowed on the wheel at the distraction.

“Spin, baby,” I whispered. “I want the world to be a blur as you come for me.”

God, that little noise she made was intoxicating. I toyed with her clit, watching only the expression on her face, hearing only the soft sounds she was trying to keep under control. Her legs spread wider for me as she sank further into the seat.

My dick pressed against my zipper at how wet she was. As I slipped a finger inside her, I imagined it was my cock sliding in her, knowing how fucking good she would feel around me, and I cursed again.

Down, Axel, I told myself.

Though watching her didn’t help my need. It fueled it. I pressed my thumb to her clit and swirled, pumping a finger slowly in and out of her. Her hips began to buck, arms bracing stiff against the wheel.

“Keep moving,” I told her. “Faster. With me.”

My pace picked up, and she began to spin us so quickly that the world truly did become a blur. Her soft moans were drowned out by the sound of laughter around us and the ride’s engine. But I only saw her. I only saw her sucking on her lip, her bent knees and pointed ankles, and how she held her head back to the sky as pleasure seared through her.

“Fuck—Axel—“

“That’s it,” I said. “Come for me, Des. Let go.”

She tightened around me, now squirming in the seat as we spun and spun. I was mesmerized by her, addicted to the way she moved, the way she sounded, the way she did as I asked.

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