“Aye. Come for me, Cailín. Make a mess on this buckle.”
Her chest is heaving, those gorgeous tits bobbing in my face. Her nipples are peaking through the fabric of her dress, and since my hands are busy, I bite one through the fabric. Layla shatters, crying out softly so as not to wake her family.
“That’s it, Lovely,” I grunt against her breast. “Give me another.”
“I can’t. I can’t,” she pants, head still thrown back, hair flowing past my knees.
“Yes, you can.” I pull her flush against me, snaking my hand around the curve of her arse until I find her soaking wet pussy. I thrust two fingers inside her roughly, finger fucking her like I wish I was doing with my cock. My hips snap up to meet her, over and over reflexively. Christ, I want to be inside her.
“Oh god! Teagan!”
“That’s it, baby,” I praise her. “I want to feel this pretty pussy come all over my fingers. Come on, give it up, Layla.”
“Fuck!” she gasps as that second wave crests.
“Such a good fucking lass,” I grunt, grinding harder.
Moaning, she slumps against me, her forehead pressed against mine. I don’t give her a chance to catch her breath before I’m standing to turn, placing her gently on the bed, her hair fanning out around her. I kiss her long and deep before getting to my feet. She watches me as I start unbuttoning my shirt, tucking that bottom lip between her teeth while I shuck the fabric off. My fingers reach for the belt, the buckle wet from Layla’s arousal. Pulling it from the loops, I bring the metal to my mouth and lick it slowly.
“Teagan,” she breathes, her eyes filled with wanton desire. “I need you.”
I drop the belt to the floor and remove my pants and briefs. Taking my cock in my hand, I stroke it lazily.
Layla whines and moves her hands to cup her breasts. “God, I love watching you do that.”
My eyebrows lift in surprise. “Yeah? Does it get you wet, Layla? Watching me fuck my hand, knowing that this,” I start pumping faster, “is because of you?”
She nods, biting that lip again.
“Show me,” I order. “Take off everything and let me see you.”
Layla sits up, pulling the dress over her head. She quickly removes the thin bra and shimmies out of her knickers before stretching herself back on the bed. I feel ravenous watching her snake her fingertips up her stomach to circle her nipples. She pinches them roughly before roaming back down. I stand there, mesmerized, as she spreads her legs wide, revealing her glistening sex. A delicate finger feathers over her clit before sinking into where I want to be.
Groaning, I slow my pumping hand and tell her, “You need to tell me right now where you want me to come, Layla, because I won’t last much longer watching you do that. I can fill you up or I can paint your body with it.”
“In me,” she blurts out quickly. “I need you in me,Papí.”
“Thank fuck.”
That’s all the direction I need before I’m climbing on the bed and slamming my cock into her heat. I fuse my mouth to hers to swallow the noises I know she makes when I fuck her roughly. I should probably keep it nice and easy so we don’t risk waking her family, but there’s something enticing about testing the limits with her. She’d be embarrassed if her family heard us, but the idea of the world knowing thatI’mthe one making her scream? It makes meferal.
Abruptly I pull out of her.
“What are you…” she starts, but I grab her and flip her over.
“Hands and knees, Cailín.”
She obeys instantly and I fill her again, pumping a few times before snaking my hand around her and pulling her up so that her back is flush with my chest. I cup her tits with both hands, squeezing them firmly and plucking her nipples.
“Ay Dioscito santo”Layla gasps, the chant falling from her lips as I slam into her.“Que rico”
Banding an arm under her breasts, I bring the other up and wrap my hand around her throat, tipping her head back. I don’t restrict her airways, but I hold her firmly while I continue fucking her.
“Are you going to come for me again, Layla?” I growl into her ear and she nods.
“Yes, oh God, yes.”
My hand darts from her rib cage, reaching her clit and pinching it. Her body goes rigid as her third release rockets through her. The way her pussy clamps around my cock at this angle sets off my own orgasm and I bury my face into her neck to muffle the strangled noise coming from my own throat. I come so hard, my vision tunnels.
