And then she spoke.
“You’re going the wrong way. There’s a bench if we go this wa—” Her words were muffled by my lips as I gave her another hard kiss. My tongue had just started to tease hers when she pulledback with a slight laugh. “Before we get too carried away, let’s go find that bench.”
We half ran down the gravel path holding hands like two teenagers with no care in the world other than our impending curfew. After passing a five-meter-tall neon duck and a collection of hodgepodge letters, I stopped looking at the neon and focused on the way the light played off Hannah’s spectacular ass andthe way her dress lifted and fell with her every step.
I was hard and aching by the time Hannah stopped next to a modest wooden bench between a large motel sign and a neon palm tree. Hannah gave me a nervous smile as she gestured to the bench, which sat in front of a cinderblock wall.
“Does this work?”
“Mon chou,I’d be happy with a scrub of grass or the hood of a car as long as I got to bethere with you.” I sat down on the bench in a wide sprawl, then pulled her down onto my lap. “Now where were we?”
Hannah smiled down at me. “Right about here,” she whispered just before she leaned down and kissed me. Her mouth moved demandingly over mine. In moments she was teasing me with the shy flicker of her tongue against my lips. I groaned and buried a hand in her hair, then took the kissdeeper. She moaned softly as she moved restlessly in my lap.
My free hand glided up her body to the straps of her dress. I slowly tugged on one until it fell down her arm. Hannah impatiently untangled her arm from her dress, then threaded her fingers in my hair, taking control of our kiss. I made quick work of her other strap, and the dress fell from her chest, pooling in her lap. My shouldersfell back against the cinderblock wall as I broke our kiss and looked at Hannah in all her glory.
The buzzing neon around us cast different rays of light on her soft, shimmering skin, giving her an otherworldly element, reminding me of a Warhol painting. Blue. Yellow. Orange. All perfect. Her breasts were magnificent. They should be studied by art students and their paintings hung in museums.But then I’d have to share the glorious sight of her. Fuck that.
I urged her leg over until she was straddling and facing me. Then I cupped one pouting peak and my thumb slowly drifted over her hardened nipple. Hannah groaned as her head fell back. Her long blond hair brushed against my arm, causing a wave of goosebumps. I groaned in reply and bent forward until I could nuzzle and worship herfantastic tits.
Taking one aching nipple into my mouth, I suckled the tip, passing my tongue back and forth over the hardened nipple. Hannah groaned softly and buried both hands in my hair as she arched into my mouth. Her bottom moved restlessly in my lap, pressing into my throbbing erection. I thrust my hips up into her in reflex, mentally cursing the fabric that kept us apart. Moving to herother nipple, I bathed it in attention as well, sucking and flicking her erect little tip with my mouth and tongue.
Hannah gasped and shuddered in my arms. “If you’re not careful, I’m gonna finish before the party’s even started.”
“Mon chou,if I have my way…” I paused and teasingly nipped at her exposed nipple. “You’re gonna finish again.” I nipped her other nipple. “And again.” I sat up andgave her a peck on her irresistible lips. “And again.”
“You talk a big game, but girls only orgasm like that in pornos and romance novels.” Hannah reached down and mischievously cupped my aching dick. “Besides, what are you going to do with this while you’re so busy teasing me?”
“Don’t worry about him,mon chou. He’s got a mind of his own.”
“Well, what if I want to meet him?”
I laughed, butit broke off in a groan when Hannah gave my erection a little squeeze. Without thought, my hips thrust up toward her again. Christ, it’d been a long time, andnothingfelt as good as a gorgeous woman’s hand on your dick. “First you, then me.”
“Actually, I’m pretty sure you promised it’d be me, me, me, then you.”
“Semantics. Now be quiet so we can get to me before Tony comes back.” I bent downand laved attention on her pretty little nipples again.
“Toby,” she moaned, like it mattered.
Or that I gave a fuck.
But I had to get one thing clear first. My mouth pulled away from her breast with a pop and I blew softly on her throbbing nipple. “Do noteversay another man’s name while I’m making love to you.”
Merde,I didn’t know where thatLword came from, but I wasn’t gonna back downnow.
“Sorry. I was just—”
“Don’t care. And donotdo it again.” I slowly ran my teeth over the tip of her breast to underline my point.
Hannah shivered. “Got it. There’s no one here except the two of us. But uh, you might wanna hurry up so it stays that way.”
“Patience,mon chou. You won’t be able to come if you’re all tense and worried. Clearly I’m not doing a good job at keeping you focused.If it helps, you can just close your eyes and picture that porno booth at the museum earlier. You had no inhibitions there.”
“I also wasn’t seminaked there.”
“Touché,” I muttered around her nipple as I went back to teasing her perfect breasts. I licked and nibbled on one while tweaking the other with my fingers. In moments, Hannah groaned and I could feel the tension leach out of her body asshe lost herself in the sensations. But it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed to know every part of her.
Continuing to tease one breast, I slowly ran my fingers up her thigh until they met the damp center of her with only a small scrap of fabric covering her. Hannah gasped and wiggled but didn’t move away from my seeking fingers. Emboldened, I delved under her panties and softly ran a fingeralong her moist sex. She was wet and so ready my finger disappeared into her folds like a sigh. It took every ounce of my self-control to not reach for my zipper. I wanted to bury my cock inside her and thrust until we were both quivering husks.
