Pushing my hip against her belly, I back her up until her back hits the wall. Grabbing her wrists in my hand, I pin them above her head. No one can see us here, but if anyone came up the stairs, they’d have a view of everything.
Carla moans into my mouth and my cock is instantly hard. I rock it against her, making sure she can feel what she does to me.
She breaks the kiss before I’m ready, leaving my heart racing. As I trail my finger down her arm, still keeping her wrists pinned, I watch the goosebumps spread across her body and her nipples pebble through that thin bra and loose blouse she’s wearing.
“Did you wear that for me?” I ask her and my voice comes out huskier than I meant. I have no control when it comes to Carla.
She nods and pushes herself against my leg, grinding into me. “All for you,” she nearly whimpers as her back bows and she rocks herself harder against me.
Releasing her wrists, I cup her pussy through her jeans and my other hand goes to her hip. My lips trail down her neck until I can nip the lobe of her ear and whisper, “I need to be inside you in the next two minutes or I’m going to lose my shit.”
Carla’s eyes widen, as if registering what we’re doing for the first time. Her lips purse as she glances behind us, to Lauren’s bedroom. “We can’t. Not in Lauren’s room and the other is where her sister is staying.”
I back up slightly, wishing a third room would appear when I see the wide hall closet. So wide it’s two-doored. Not hesitating, I swing the closest door open and pull a string to turn on the old light. There are only a handful of coats on left side and plenty of room on the right to take care of Carla and the hard on that never goes down when she’s near.
“I need you to be quiet,” I warn her and open the door wider. it’s not until she takes one last peek down the stairs before she grins at me. A mischievous and sexy grin that has my cock aching to be inside of her.
“I can be quiet,” she whispers and lets out a giddy feminine laugh as I come in behind her. “Liar,” I tease her and close the door behind me.
Before her back even hits the wall, her lips are on mine, sucking and nibbling. I don’t waste any time either, pushing my hand up her blouse and rolling her hardened nipple between my forefinger and thumb.
She moans, loud, breaking our kiss and I pull back on her nipple in punishment since I know that mix of pain and pleasure is delivered straight to her core.
“I bet you’re wet for me,” I taunt her in a low breath.
“There’s only one way to find out,” she teases me back and as my hands find the button of her blue jeans, she does the same to mine.
The button, the zipper, the jeans in a mess around our ankles.
I groan in the crook of her neck as I tear off the thin lace that separates her hot cunt from my fingers and learn that I guessed right. “You’re so fucking ready.” I leave an open-mouthed kiss on her throat and then on the back of her neck as she turns around for me, slowly and with intent. It’s more difficult with the jeans still around her ankles, but she does it well like the little minx she is.
“We’ve got to be quick,” she whispers as I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke it.
“I should have stopped by the bakery before coming here.” I’m only joking, but the serious side of Carla comes out when she answers me, “Not going to happen in the bakery.”
The smirk on my face is uncontrollable. “That’s what cars are for, baby.” I playfully answer and smack her ass before telling her, “stay quiet,” and shove my cock inside of her in one swift stroke.
Fuck, my eyes nearly roll back into my head. Not just because she feels like heaven, but because of the look on her face right now. Eyes closed and her mouth open with a silent scream of ecstasy.
With every buck of my hips, I brace her against me so her body doesn’t hit the wall.
I could give two shits if they know we’re fucking up here, but I know Carla doesn’t want anyone to know.
I’m sure they’re thinking we’re doing something else right now. That I couldn’t wait to ask her. And that’s fine by me if that’s what they think. They should know better at this point.
“The two of us can’t be in the same room together without getting inside each other’s pants,” I whispers to Carla and as she smiles, I slam inside of her. Again and again.
She’s trying to grab on to anything at all, but there’s nothing but bare wall in front of her.
It’s hard to control myself as I slam inside of her, still bracing her against the wall. Feeling her cum around me, the heat, her arousal, the way her cunt grabs my cock. Fuck. I’m going to cum and I’m not ready. I want to fuck her how she likes, rough and hard. For hours.
“Tell me I can have you again tonight,” I barely groan the words out at the shell of her ears and she shivers, shivers from her shoulders and down, all the way down, in a way that leads straight to my cock.
“You can have me,” she gives me just what I need and lets her head fall back against my chest. Her cheeks are full of color, her lips still parted and her eyes half lidded.
“One more,” I whisper against her heated skin and reach down to rub the rough pad of my thumb against her clit.
Her hands come up to her mouth; she bites on her thumb to keep from screaming as I fuck her recklessly, harder, faster, waiting to feel her cum one more time.