Page 70 of Begin Again Again

“I’ll say, I dunno, ‘lollypop’if I want you to stop. Please just…” She gave him a tortured look. “Please keep going?”

“Lollypop?” he said with a smile.

She grabbed the back of his head and kissed him. More than reassured, Byron kissed her back. Beth’s mouth was hot and wet, and it was impossible not to think of her lips closing around his cock. Sucking as eagerly as she was rubbing against him now. The idea of inviting her back to his place crossed his mind again. He dismissed it, pulling his mouth from hers.

“You’re bent over a wood frame with your ass out,” he said. “And you hear a zipper go down.”

Beth moaned.

“You turn, but I shove your head back and tell you to keep your eyes on the wall.”

“What are you going to do to me?” she said, her voice quivering.

He slid his hands to her ass and gently tugged her G-string. Beth moaned like he’d licked a line through her cunt. “You hear a noise, and you get all nervous and try to cross your legs and I tear them apart because I don’t give a fuck who sees us. And when you ask who’s there, I ignore you, because it doesn’t matter what you say. It only matters that you’re bent over with your pussy on display.”

Beth was panting now, her hips working so hard he was worried she’d get rug burn on her pussy. She needed more, that was obvious. He let his forefinger loop under her G-string and followed the line down to her cunt. She was soaking wet. Byron gave a soft laugh. “Fucking hell.”

“Don’t!” she gasped, and he almost pulled back. Then he remembered her safe word and rubbed her pussy again. “Don’t what? Finger you?”

“Yes…”

“But that’s what you want.” He dipped his finger inside her, groaning at how easily she split open. Beth bucked against him, trying to push his finger deeper. Byron withdrew. “No pushing. You need to be patient.”

Beth’s eyes snapped shut. “Okay just…”

“Hurry up?” he suggested.

She didn’t say anything, but he knew she wanted to. He smiled. “I’m being nice to you, aren’t I, Bethany? I’m giving you something to think about while you’re humping a pillow tonight?”

A flush spread over Beth’s cheeks. “I… maybe.”

“Then don’t you think you should say thank you?”

She locked her jaw, shaking her head a microscopic amount.

“Horoscopes?”

She inhaled, her nostrils flaring. “Thank you.”

Fucking hell, this was the most fun he’d had all year. He debated asking her to say ‘thank you, Byron’ but figured he’d better not push it.

“That’s better,” he said. “Now, I was going to fuck you against a wood frame, wasn’t I?”

Beth nodded slightly.

“Do you think you’ll come while I fuck you?” he asked, licking the slide of her neck. “Wait, it doesn’t matter.I’mgoing to come. I’m going to fuck you fast and hard and rough, then I’m going to come inside you. And once I’ve come inside you, I’m gonna take out my phone and get some pictures of you bent over with my come running down your legs, fucking up your jeans.”

“No,” she moaned. “Don’t.”

He grinned. “I’m gonna send them to everyone on my crew. They were out getting coffee, but maybe they came back early. Maybe they watched me fuck you. Maybe they wanna go next?”

Beth ground against his cock so hard it almost hurt. He slid his hand into the damp fork between her legs and eased his fingers into her underwear. She shifted, raising and lowering herself onto his waiting fingers. He pressed a thumb to her clit, and she gave a little scream. Her breathing sharper now, more urgent.

“I haven’t tied you up yet,” he said. “I think I’ll do that next. I’ll make you hold still while I get you strapped down.”

She jolted against him, wetness sliding down his fingers and into his palm. He pumped inside her and felt her legs shake. She couldn’t be far, at least he hoped not, considering they were still in public.

“Byron,” she said, grasping his hair. “More, please? I’m so close.”

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