She shrugs, acting innocent. “Lost?”
As much as I want to slam my cock into her tight cunt in punishment for leaving the house like this, I know I need to warm her up. She’s still as tight as she was on day one.
I unzip my pants, take my dick out in my hand, and stroke myself as I stare down at Nora’s glistening wet pussy. On display, open and wide for me, and only me.
Her breath catches as I pick up speed, stroking myself harder.
“I want to lick up all that wetness you have for me. I want to suck on your clit and make you come all over my mouth,” I growl, stepping closer. “But I can’t. I need to warm you up, angel. I need you open and ready, so my cock can fit into your perfect pink pussy.”
“Declan,” she moans, and I watch her cunt contract in front of my eyes. My cock jumps in my hand. He wants to play, and I can’t blame him.
I pull back. Our eyes are firmly fixed on one another as my hand glides easily through her soaking wet center. I circle her opening with three of my fingers, and she tenses, knowing the burn she’s about to feel.
I slide them in slowly, stretching her to the hilt, and my eyes roll back in my head. Having my fingers inside her is a gift I never knew I wanted.
The sound of her wetness echoes in the open space as I pump her full. We groan aloud as I pick up my pace to a punishing speed, working her hard.
“God, Nora. I need you right now.” I lean forward, palming the back of her neck, squeezing tight as our lips collide. I squeeze again,hard, to release some tension, and she moans into my mouth while her cunt contracts around my fingers.
She likes that, huh? I wonder if…
I slip my hand around Nora’s slender, delicate throat, watching her creamy flesh flush crimson. Her eyes widened for only a split second as I apply pressure, but when my fingers curl up, hitting the magic spot, she let out a guttural cry of pleasure.
Without hesitation, I wrench my fingers out and slam into her, and holy hell. I could blow on contact.
I lift her with my free hand, and she wraps her legs around me while I stalk toward the back wall. I press her forward with the hand around her throat while I apply more pressure. I bring my hips back and slam into her. Then with a punishing speed, I don’t stop pumping her full of me.
“Does this scare you, Pip?” I ask through clenched teeth, squeezing her neck again in warning.
“Quite the opposite,” she breathes.
I knew it. The second she opened that dirty mouth of hers. She may be inexperienced, but her tastes match mine. Solidifying how perfect she is in every way.
“You’re so fecking good at this. You make me feel amazing,” she moans in pleasure.
“Hello?” Someone bangs on the door. “Hurry up in there, will ya?”
I thrust faster. “Should I let him in, let him watch you come all over my cock? Should I share your sounds with that strange man while you moan my name in ecstasy?”
“Oh god,” she whimpers.
I grab her wrists and hold them above her head. She squeezed her thighs tight to stay upright as I continue.
“I bet he can hear you right now,” I whisper against her ear, and that does her in.
Her pussy clenches hard around my cock her hips start to jerk, uncoordinated. I squeeze her throat again while she reaches down to rub her clit, putting her over the edge. She screams loudly, not caring about anyone behind the door as her orgasm rips through her.
I slam into her hard once more, feeling the familiar tingling sensation creep up my spine, following her as my body shudders with pleasure.
We’re both breathing heavily, trying to catch our breath. Nora’s eyes are closed, and her head is tilted back against the tile wall.
That was insanely hot.
I slowly pull out of her before the guy on the other side starts knocking again. I wet a few paper towels, it’s the best I could do, and wipe her clean.
I finish up and look back at Nora. She’s speechless, looking lost in euphoria.
Happy New Year, angel.