She’s so angelic and it makes me feel irreverent in the best way.
“Spread your legs for me, Freckles,” I order with a smirk. Parker looks at me over her shoulder, eyes filled with lust as she does what I say. She watches as I unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans, moaning when I free my cock, stroking it in my fist. I give her ass a quick smack before meeting her eyes again. Her eyes are glazed, her pouty lips parted in surprise.
“You going to run off on me again, Parker?” I ask, pulling my wallet out of my back pocket and retrieving a condom.
“Will you spank me again if I say yes?” she asks, her face full of false innocence.
I open the condom and roll it on with ruthless efficiency before leaning over her back. My hard cock presses against her backside, aching as I kiss her and wrap her strawberry curls in my fist.
“Yes,” I say against her lips.
“Then yes,” she whispers back with a coquettish smile. I feel the smirk spread across my face as my dick throbs against her ass. I think I fucking love her.
Standing straight, I keep hold of her hair as I pull her panties down her legs. I let her step out of them before smacking her other ass cheek. Parker jumps a little, moaning when I run my fingers over the swell of flesh where I can see a faint handprint appearing on her pale skin.
“What about now?” I ask, dipping a finger into her glistening pink folds. “You going to run off again?”
“Yes,” she moans, quivering in anticipation.
I put my finger in my mouth, sucking her honey off it before landing a quick swat on each of her ass cheeks.
“Oh my God…” she moans.
I press the head of my cock to her entrance, rubbing it against her. “How about now, Freckles? You going to run off on me again now?” She’s so turned on that she’s squirming against me, her pussy swollen and pink with need. “If you promise to be good, I can give you this cock. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want me to fill you up and make you come.” I push inside her just a fraction of an inch. It’s killing me not to sink balls deep, but I love the way she’s writhing.
“I promise!” she gasps. She presses back, but I grab her hip and don’t let her get any extra.
“Whose girl are you?” I ask, tightening my grip on her hip as she squirms.
“Yours! I’m yours!”
A possessive surge of pleasure ripples through me. “Good girl. Now tell me what you want, Parker.”
“I want you to fuck me!” she cries out.
I plunge into her, pulling on her ponytail for leverage. Her sweet hot pussy grasps me, squeezing me like a fist. She feels so fucking good. I can’t see straight.
“Oh my God, yes!” she screams into the wall. I hope no one is in the shop next door because she is definitely not quiet.
“Fuck, that’s so good,” I groan. “You’re so goddamn tight.” My voice is gravel as I tunnel in and out of her. Letting go of her ponytail, I reach around, pressing my fingers in a V around her clit, stroking in time with my thrusts.
Parker moans, “Put your hand on my neck.”
“Dirty girl,” I grit out. I’m so worked up, I can’t last. It feels too good. Wrapping an arm around her chest, I grip the sides of her neck, careful to avoid her windpipe as I hold her in place, fucking her hard.
Her legs start to shake, and she grips my thigh with her nails. “Yes. Oh God. Yes, like that—”
I try to focus on something besides how fucking good she feels wrapped around my cock. Anything to distract me long enough to make her come first, but she’s so tight… and I’m losing it.
Parker’s body tenses, trembling violently, and she cries my name into the quiet of the shop, her pussy clenching around me like a vice. It robs me of my last vestiges of control, ripping me apart as I empty myself inside her.
“Oh my God,” Parker lets out a low chuckle, her body sandwiched between me and the wall. Releasing her neck and pulling out, I turn her around carefully so I can kiss her. The panic and anger I’ve been feeling all morning is gone. All I want to do now is hold her. She lets me wrap her up in my arms, her soft curves melting into me as she wraps her arms around my waist and rubs her hands over my back. She kisses me so sweetly, so full of affection that it makes my heart twist. I love this.
My phone buzzes and I know it’s probably Asher wondering where I am. I should be at the auto shop by now, but I can’t find it in me to care.
“Stay with me tonight?” I ask, my lips brushing against Parker’s.
“You’ll have to pick me up,” she grins. “My mechanic is the worst.”