My dick is so fucking hard that I could pound nails. “Tell me to go back to the party,” I whisper, trying to hold onto my sanity. “Please Savannah, we need to go now before I fuck you in here.”
“No.”
“Savannah...” I pounce.
My mouth latches on to her neck as I lick and nibble along her collarbone. But the pleasure grows to an inferno when our lips seal together, and our tongues lick and taste. Her kisses…and the whole damn package causes such teenage reactions in my body that I would laugh if I wasn’t so serious.
Savannah’s hands go to the nape of my neck, and holding on, she tips her head back. I grab her ass and press her against me while I rub my cheek against her nipples.
My dick surges between us at her husky, “Jace.”
Moving my hands, I caress and mold each breast in my palm before I finally manage to unfasten the tiny buttons at the front of her dress. I groan when her beautiful breasts appear—her nipples, hard tight buds.
God, help me!
Dipping my head, I latch onto one of the hard buds, and suck.
I smile against her aroused flesh when her legs buckle and she stumbles into me.
My dick is about to punch through my zipper, but I need to keep it covered because I’m sure as hell not fucking her in her uncle’s garage. I just need to keep her from rubbing against me…a wet patch is going to be difficult to explain.
Quickly turning her around, I place both of her hands on the wall and pull her ass out toward me, and feel my arousal kick up a notch.
She’s fucking sexy spread out—even half dressed.
Slowly moving my hands up her thighs, I take her short dress with them until it’s resting over her ass.
Her bottom is on display and my hands hav
e a mind of their own as they caress over the smooth skin, but her panties are in the way of what I need to touch.
Snapping the thin piece of ribbon that was holding her panties together over each hip, I remove them from her and shove them into my back pocket. My other hand dips between her thighs.
Her wetness coats my fingers. It’s all I can do to not drop to the floor and put my tongue inside her pussy to taste her flavor.
Leaning into her, I mold my body to hers and search out the wetness between her thighs. With my other hand, I roll and pinch her nipples. She feels so good surrounded by me, and her delectable bottom is rubbing my throbbing dick, but when I insert a finger into her pussy, Savannah growls and moans as an orgasm ripples through her…going on, and on. Her muscles clamp down on my thick digit as I bring her down easily from what felt like one hell of a climax.
Even though she’s already come, I can’t stop stroking her. She’s so warm and wet that I’m addicted to her, and want to make her come over and over again.
But Savannah has other ideas, and resting her head against my shoulder, she turns her smoldering eyes on me while moving my hand away from her body.
“Your turn,” she mumbles.
“I’m fine. We don’t have time.” No one has ever died of blue balls, right?
Savannah quickly changes position and has my back against the wall. It’s only when she drops to her knees that I realize what she’s about to do.
I don’t have the strength to stop her because my cock is on fire, and with how worked up I am, I’ll probably come the minute she touches me. The thoughts flee my mind as my shorts drop to my feet and her hands and tongue are on me.
For once, I’m not going to bother with the fact that my lower leg is scarred or that she has a first row seat to my prosthesis, I’m just going to feel the hands and mouth of the woman that I love.
Growling, I admit, “This won’t take long,” while I feel a blush along my cheekbones.
Closing my eyes, I just feel…and feel I do. One of her hands is massaging my sac, while the other grips the base of my shaft and jerks me off in time to the suction of her mouth.
With one hand, I wrap my fingers in the length of her hair, and keep my hold loose.
The things she’s doing with her tongue!