Page 15 of Grumpy Ex's Secret Baby

“What do you want?” I asked, my voice husky as I slipped my hand inside her panties.

My fingers moved through her wet folds, finding her clit and circling it lazily. She rode my hand, her hands moving to her breasts to pinch her nipples.

“Fuck me,” she said, her hips rocking into me as I slipped one finger inside her.

“Can’t do that out here in the open. Someone might catch us,” I said, removing my hand from her pants and taking a step away from her.

Haley scowled at me, her lips swollen and her eyes wild as she pulled her shirt back up. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a bobby pin. I watched as she bent over, wriggling the bobby pin in the lock to the old concession stand. With a pop, the door opened.

I closed the distance between us, picked her up, and stepped into the concession stand. She moaned as I pinned her against the wall, her hands slipping beneath my shirt and pushing it over my head. Her hands flew to my pants, shoving my jeans and boxer briefs down. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side, my cock bobbing as I looked at her.

She moaned as I set her on the ground, stripping her quickly. When her clothes were at her feet, I kissed my way back up her body, stopping when my head was between her legs. I pulled one leg onto my shoulder before I plunged my tongue into her pussy, lapping at her sweet taste.

“Yes,” she said, grinding herself against my face. “Keep doing that.”

Her hips bucked against my hand as I slid two fingers into her and curled them, hitting the spot I knew drove her crazy.

She rocked with my thrusts, her inner walls clenching hard around my fingers. I could feel her orgasm building, but I wasn’t going to let her finish. Not yet. I wanted to be inside her when she came. I wanted to feel her pussy gripping me and milking me as we fell apart together.

I nipped at her clit before pulling away and continuing my way back up her body. I groaned as her hand went down between us, gripping my cock. She stroked my cock, brushing her thumb over the head with each pass. I rocked my hips, thrusting into her hand as she worked me over.

Haley got down on her knees and looked up at me with bright eyes. Her mouth parted, her tongue darting out to lick the head of my cock before she took me in. Haley’s mouth was hot as it slid down my cock. She hollowed her cheeks, her tongue flattened and rubbing against the underside of my cock. What she couldn’t take in her mouth, she stroked with her hand in time with how her mouth was moving.

“If you don’t stop that, I’m going to finish in your mouth.”

Haley grazed her teeth along the underside of my cock, and I fisted my hand in her hair. She chuckled as I pulled her head back.

“You think that’s funny?” I asked, my tone low as she stood up. “You must not want me to fuck you then.”

Haley’s eyes widened as I picked her up and spun her around, pinning her against the wall. I grabbed her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head as I thrust inside her.

“Fuck,” she hissed as I dipped my head and took one of her nipples into my mouth.

She rocked her hips harder against me, meeting me thrust for thrust. I thrust faster and harder, my cock hardening as she rolled her hips.

Her nails were digging into my back as she held on while I hammered into her. The tiny shocks of pain were erotic, and I fucked her harder still.

“Come on, baby,” I said, gripping her hip as she arched her back. “You want to scream my name when you cum, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she said breathlessly. She moaned as I bit her other nipple.

“Then do it,” I said, letting go of one of her wrists. “Make yourself cum all over my cock.”

Haley reached between us, rubbing her clit as I drove myself deeper into her. She looked at me with primal eyes, her face full of lust.

When I felt her pussy clenching around me, I knew she was close. I dropped her other wrist and grabbed her other hip, driving into her until she was screaming my name.

“Ty!”

“Fuck yes,” I said.

I moved faster, letting her ride out her orgasm before I came. I bit down on her shoulder as I came, nipping and sucking.

As I pulled out and set her down, I took a moment to appreciate her flushed skin and the bite mark on her shoulder. I ran my finger over it, reminding her the next time she looked in the mirror.

“We didn’t use a condom,” she said as she dressed. “I’m on an IUD, so we should be fine as long as you’re clean.”

“I’m clean.”

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