ChapterEight
WALSH
I grip the steering wheel because it’s taking every bit of my control not to get out of the car and go knock on her front door. That’s what Nadia deserves. Instead she’s got me outside her house horny as fuck and desperate to see her.
I’m parked far enough away that if someone saw us, they might not notice me, but I don’t like sneaking around with her. I want to hold her hand and walk around in public or take her out to dinner and not worry about what people might think. I’ve never been so attached to someone before, and the power she holds over me is like a drug. The longer I’m with her, the more I want to be with her. Does she have any idea what she’s doing to me?
When the front door opens, I get out and walk around to the passenger side of the car. Her cheeks are already pink as she comes closer, and when I open the passenger door for her, she pauses to look up through her lashes at me.
“Good morning.” Her voice is like a balm on a wound I wasn’t aware of.
“Good morning, little flower.” I lean down and whisper into her ear, “Were you a good girl for me?”
“Yes, sir.”
The sound of pleasure I make reverberates between us, and that static charge zips over my skin.
“I think I’ll find out for myself.” When she gets in, I lean over and while I buckle her up I brush my lips against hers. “Knees apart, little flower.”
She obeys, and I smile as I straighten and walk around to the other side to get in. Once I put the car in drive, I place my hand on the bit of skin above her knee socks and below the edge of her skirt. Her legs are open, and I could so easily slide my fingers higher to touch her bare pussy. But the anticipation is making her breathe harder, and I suspect she likes it.
“You look pretty today.” I glance over at her, and she tucks her chin as she smiles. “Did you eat breakfast?”
She holds up a granola bar, and I raise an eyebrow. “I was too excited to eat.” The smile she gives me does something to my insides.
“I knew this would happen.” My hand grips her thigh a little more firmly before I let go and hand her the bag next to me. “Eat.”
“But what if I’m not hungry?” She’s challenging me, but I have no problem letting her know who’s in charge.
“You’ll eat, or I’ll take you straight to school and make you eat it there.”
Quickly she opens the bag and takes out the English muffin with eggs and sausage on it that I cooked for her. I took a chance, and when she smiles down at it I know I must have made something she likes. She starts to eat as I drive to the parking garage we were in yesterday.
It doesn’t take her long to finish it, along with the orange juice I brought her. We don’t have a ton of time, but I’m not going to waste a second of it.
“Now I want my breakfast,” I say as I put the car in park and turn toward her. “But first I want a real kiss. I want you to have as many of those as your lips can stand.”
Holding her face in both hands, I look down into her beautiful doe eyes as she smiles. Something passes between us, and it feels like everything in my life has led me to finding this perfect little flower among my life of weeds. She’s too good and pure for me, but I’m selfish, and I won’t let her go. She’s mine, and I’m keeping her forever.
This time when I press my lips to hers, she opens eagerly without my prompt, and I hum in pleasure. My tongue sweeps over hers, and she moves closer like the space between us is too much. The sound she makes is needy as I suck on her bottom lip and then kiss her again. It’s thorough and greedy as I take what I want. My possessiveness gives her something in return because I see her knees squeeze together tightly like she’s searching for relief.
“Lie back and let me kiss your pussy good morning too. I think she needs attention.”
Nadia turns in the seat so her back is to the passenger door and puts her feet in the space between us. She looks so innocent like this with her school uniform on, her knee socks pulled high, and her plaid skirt covering just enough to make my mouth water.
Slowly, I put my hands between her knees and spread them apart. When I see her bare pussy is already soaking wet, I lick my lips.
“What a good girl you are.” I slide my hands down the outside of her thighs as I kiss the inside and move closer. “I can see your little clit poking out, and she’s so slick.” I kiss lower and lower until I’m inches away from her pussy. I inhale loudly, and my mouth waters. “I’m so proud of you for being my pretty girl and listening so well. You did exactly as you were told, and I’m so pleased, little flower. You’ve made me so, so happy this morning.”
I lick her pussy lips, and she jolts like I’ve shocked her; I laugh a little and do it again. She’s not used to having her pussy eaten, and I like knowing I’m the first. The first and only.
“Keep still and I’ll make it good for you.” I grab her hips and pull her closer to my mouth before I slide my tongue all the way up from her opening to her clit.
“Walsh!” she cries, and her hands go to my hair. I glance up and see her head is back, and her eyes are closed tightly as she’s lost in pleasure. She looks good with my face buried between her thighs.
My tongue circles her clit over and over before I suck on it and give her what she really wants. She moans loudly when I do it and rocks her hips up. She’s lost all inhibitions as she chases the pleasure, and I’m so fucking hard as I eat her sweet little pussy.
“I bet your cunt is going to weep tonight when you think back to me doing this,” I say, tonguing her opening and then moving lower to her ass. “I can’t wait to get my dick in it.”
She gasps loudly as her legs tense, and I look up at her. She’s already so close to the edge, and I love how easy she is to get off.
“Oh, you liked the sound of that.” I suck on her clit again, and she moans my name. “Yeah, I like the sound of it too. That’s what I think you really need, little flower. You need my cock right here in your cunt.” I lick the spot where my dick is going to go and then back up to her clit.
She cries out again, and this time when I suck, she pushes her pussy into my face and cums. I groan as I drag my tongue over her like a cat and then do it again as another orgasm rolls over her. She’s sweaty, and her face is flushed. When she’s spent, her pussy is so fucking soft I bet it would be easy to slide right into her.
“That’s my sweet girl,” I say, kissing the top of her pussy one last time. “Come here.”
Without waiting for her to move, I grab her by the hips and bring her over on my side so she can straddle my lap. I reach between us and pull my cock out, then rub her bare pussy right up against it.
“I want to cum in you before you’re late to class.”