Page 37 of Bad Boy Next Door
Thirteen
Nick
Iwas still hard. Almost hard enough to fuck her, but that’s not what I wanted to do. Not yet.
First, I wanted to taste her, I wanted to see her come, I wanted to make her feel as good as she’d just made me.
I should tell her everything first, but every other part of me overruled my conscience. Eating her out would soften her up for the news. I’d tell her the truth while she was in a post-orgasmic haze.
I hadn’t even touched her and already she was panting, her skin flushed and pink. She was pretending she didn’t want this, and she was so cute, trying to keep her eyes off my cock. Her desire was fucking obvious.
Taking her hand, I pulled her toward me, her hot little abs pushing my cock against my body and making stars explode behind my eyes. Putting my hands around her waist, I steered her toward the end of the bar, then lifted her, setting her on top.
While I tugged down her tiny uniform bottoms, she leaned back and lifted her ass, just enough for me to pull off the shorts until they hung from one of her feet. Wrapping my hands around her ankles, I bent her legs and tugged her down to the edge of the bar, spread before me like the best fucking banquet.
I went straight for the main course.
Parting her lips with my fingers, I sucked her clit into my mouth. She bucked against me, so I wrapped one arm around her thigh to better hold her in position. Her little bud was already swollen and hard, and the taste was the definition of hot.
“Ah!” She banged her fist on the wooden bar.
Fuck. She was already coming. I pressed my finger against her opening, loving how she pulsed against me as I continued to suck her clit, her hips bucking so violently I worried she might break my nose.
Making Jade come was even better than I’d imagined, but it had happened too quickly. Next time... Next time I’d tease her, make it build, drink her for hours until she exploded against my mouth.
After a seemingly endless string of contractions, I felt them subside.
“Thanks,” she sighed. “I needed that. Obviously.”
“Oh, baby,” I growled against her pussy, “it’s not over yet. Not even close.”
I stroked my fingers through her soaking wet folds, rubbing her tight little opening and the sensitive taint just behind it, purposely staying away from her clit.
Her legs were tense, muscles tight, but as I continued my gentle strokes, she relaxed as if opening up her entire body to me.
I tucked up her ankles over my shoulders and slid one hand over her tit. She sighed against my gentle squeeze there, so I continued my two-handed massage, one hand on her breast, one between her legs.
Her back arched, her body undulating between my hands, moving like she was back on the stage.
“You are so fucking sexy,” I said into her pussy.
She tipped back her head and moaned, and I’d never seen anything quite so beautiful.
Slowly, I pushed one of my fingers inside her, thrusting against the slight resistance of her opening until my digit was buried inside her hot wetness. I crooked it slightly, and her body clenched around it. Then I gently pumped, loving how the skin on her cheeks and neck pinked, how beads of sweat rose on her belly.
I brushed my fingers over her nipples, and she reached down to tug at the skimpy bra, pushing it up and over her tits to give me better access. She lifted her hands above her head to fling away the bra, then set them back on the bar, putting her body on full display.
Leaving one finger buried inside her, I bent over to take one of her taut nipples into my mouth. Fuck, even there she tasted so good, and I loved how her back arched up when I sucked her nipple harder.
“Another finger,” she said. “More.”
My dick pulsed in delight, and I added a second finger to her pussy, easing in slowly at first.
“Yes. Like that. Harder.”
I pumped my digits inside her as I went back to work on her tits, my mouth on one, my hand on the other, her body bucking underneath it all, absorbing each drive of my fingers and pulling against them, her back arching at every pinch and nip and lick to her tits.
Hungrily, her body demanded what it wanted from my hands and mouth, and I was happy to give.
