“I don’t think anyone ever had a plan, but when you dress like this? This fucking dress thing barely covering your ass? Tell me, what did you expect to happen?”
As she breathed, her breasts pressed against my chest.
“I didn’t know you would be here. You didn’t exactly leave me a letter of where you were going.”
She gasped and fumbled in her shirt.
“My phone, it’s in my bra. It’s getting wet, you ass.”
She reached in, and sure enough, there was her phone. It was fine, but if it wasn’t?
“I’ll buy you a new one,” I said.
Her eyes narrowed as I grabbed it from her and held it away.
“Fucking hand me the phone, get what you need done and meet Zeid and I outside. We’re going to go collect,” X shouted from the other side of the curtain.
She gaped.
“Xander?”
He chuckled.
“Short stuff, be good to him. He’s got it bad.”
I gave X the phone and heard him singing some song that had played over the PA system over and over tonight until I heard the door close.
“What does he mean, got it bad?”
I ignored the question and closed the distance between us, my cock pressed against her belly.
“You figure it out. You show up to my fight, taunt me with another guy? Fuck, blossom. What are you doing to me?”
She sucked in a breath.
“I don’t know.”
Her random admission was sweet and innocent and made me want her even more. I slammed my mouth over hers, finishing what I started out there. I needed her like I needed the fucking air, and every taste was never going to be enough.
I slipped my hands under the hem of the makeshift dress and yanked at the string of her panties, snapping it with ease. That seemed to wake her a bit from the glazed over need I could see in her eyes.
“Wait, you lied to me.”
I slid my fingers over her sweet wet pussy but answered her.
“Lied?”
She gasped as I slipped my fingers through her slick folds.
“Y-yes. You. This. You’re in charge.”
I shrugged.
“You never asked.”
I pressed two fingers inside her. The time for patience was not now.
Her fingers dug into my shoulders as I stroked her.