Elena shrugged and blew on her nails. “You’d know about dumpster diving since that’s where you got your extensions, right?” She straightened in my arms and lowered her voice to a menacing whisper. “Remember the party at Jacob’s beach house? I do. If youevertalk shit about my man again, everyone else will suddenly remember what went down there. Or should I say who? Are your knees still sore? Is that why you’re such a cranky bitch?”
The girl huffed and whirled away, taking her blushing friend with her.
Sal snorted when they were gone, and I was trying like hell not to get hard in the middle of this fucking classroom. I’d seen Elena in action a couple times, but I’d never truly appreciated it until that moment.
“We have to go,” I murmured into her ear.
“I could go a few more rounds with her,” she protested.
“Come on, Rocky. I’m taking you home.”
As soon as we were outside, I had her over my shoulder as I strode through campus. My truck was parked in one of the maintenance garages. By the time I shut us inside the empty space, my dick was threatening to punch a hole through my pants.
“Take off your underwear,” I barked as I shoved my seat back, making room for her.
“What?”
“Need you on my dick, sweet girl.”
In the dim light, her white teeth shined when she grinned. “You’re hot for me?”
“No games, Elena. Come here.”
With her eyes on me, she lifted her skirt and wiggled out of her panties, then she crawled across the bench seat. When she was close enough, I grabbed her arms and placed her in my lap, her knees on either side of my legs.
“Take out my cock.”
One eyebrow popped, but she didn’t argue, going to work on my button and zipper. I raised my hips enough for her to push my pants and underwear down, freeing my length into her smooth, warm palm. Her fingers wrapped around it, gliding from root to tip.
I pulled her tank and bra down, exposing her breasts and the sweet, dark-pink nipples in the center. Leaning forward, I held both of her perfect tits and took a nipple between my lips, sucking it deep. Her skin tasted like the first whiff of fresh air after a lifetime of living in smog. So clean and pure, I couldn’t get enough of it.
Elena sighed as she worked my cock against her clit, rubbing the sensitive ridge at the top. Her arousal spread along my length.
“My boyfriend is so deliciously hard right now. I think my boyfriend really needs to come.” She pressed her pussy down on my cock, trapping it between my stomach and her slick folds. “Does that feel good, boyfriend?”
Giving her nipple one last suck, I detached and took her head in my hands. “Does my girlfriend want this hard cock in her soaking wet, greedy little pussy?”
“Oh, I’m your girlfriend?” She gripped my base, angling me toward her opening.
“You know that.” I nipped at her jaw, her chin, then covered her mouth with mine for a hard kiss. She bit me back, sucking my bottom lip between hers.
“You never said it,” she breathed.
She lowered herself an inch, taking in the head of my cock.
“You’re my girlfriend.” I arched up, getting another inch inside her. She exhaled sharply, letting her head fall forward to rest on mine. “I’m your boyfriend. Now, they all know.”
Nodding, she lowered herself another inch or two, pulling me halfway in. I fucking needed her, and she was teasing me. Even though I couldn’t think of a reason why, I probably deserved this torture.
“Now, they all know,” she repeated. “And you need to fuck me because of it?”
My hands slid down her ribs to the flare of her hips. “I need to fuck you because you standing up for me was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I need to fuck you because Ialwaysneed to.”
“Lachlan,” she moaned.
She flooded with heat, and the inside of her softened with the rest of her. Pushing herself down my length, she took me all the way in, grinding herself at my base. I groaned so loud, it rattled my windows, butfuck, this girl was made to fit me. I was big, but she managed to take all of me, holding me in her tight, perfect channel, wrapping around me like a custom-made glove.
Our mouths clashed, hands clawed and caressed. There was nothing careful or slow. We were acting out a need that, for me, was incredibly visceral. Getting as deep and fully inside my girl was imperative for surviving to the next second, then the next.