“Wow.” She looked over at the sign and back at me. “Oh my gosh, you must have made the sign at my station at Lin’s, too? You’re amazing, Aaron. You’ll have to tell me how you do it someday.”
“Yeah?” God, I felt like a kid, giddy bubbles in my gut, warmth bloomin’ in my chest.
“Yeah,” she said firmly. “But not now, I only get fifteen minutes for my break, and I can think of better things to do.”
“Oh, yeah?” My voice dropped three octaves, gravelly from bein’ pulled up from my gut.
Her wicked grin flashed neon bright ’fore she dropped to her knees and went for my belt. My breath shuddered outta me when her nimble fingers made quick work’a the clasp and zipper, openin’ my jeans to slip a hand into my boxers and pull out my rapidly hardenin’ cock.
She hummed with pleasure at the sight’a me in her grip, lickin’ her lips unconsciously as she stared at me.
“I love that you’re pierced,” she groaned before liftin’ my cock to lick over the ladder’a metal rungs on the underside’a my shaft.
I shivered at the pleasure, shoulders rattlin’.
“I don’t know if I can even fit my mouth around you,” Blue admitted, settlin’ more comfortably onto her knees and raisin’ her other hand to wrap it alongside the first on my length. “But I’m going to love trying.”
“Shit,” I hissed as she opened that pink mouth around my tip and sucked me inside.
She couldn’t fit much’a me inside, and the frown’a frustration on her face shouldn’t’a been so hot, but my girl wasn’t a quitter. She pulled off, lookin’ up at me while she spat on my cock once, twice, and then slicked me up with a twist of both fists ’til I was totally slick with spit and precum. Rock hard now, she could barely fit me in her small hands, and the sight’a that was hot enough to make my spine tingle with electric heat.
“Fuck,” I ground out as she bent her mouth to my head again, suckin’ hard as she twisted her grip on my dick, each hand in a different direction.
My head thunked against the wall, hands flyin’ to her head to bury in that thick, silken cobalt-coloured hair to hang on for dear fuckin’ life as she threatened to suck my life force through my cock.
It was wet and messy, spit smeared over her chin, pantin’ around my tip while she squeezed precum onto her tongue before sinkin’ back down just a little too far to test her gag reflex ’fore pullin’ up and wringin’ me with her dexterous hands.
Every inch’a my flesh was on fire, my very fuckin’ bones rattlin’ with the pleasure she was sendin’ like shock waves through my core. In the dark, only the light’a my neon flowers to guide us, it felt like we were alone in the world, absconded in a den a pleasure and safe to indulge in the furious need we’d been harbourin’ for weeks now.
It’d been too long, and my patience was beyond frayed.
So I wasn’t surprised when her wet fingers brushed low over my piercings, my balls, and pressed into that sensitive span’a skin behind them that my control ripped to shreds with an almost audible tear.
I swallowed half the roar that rose in my throat and bent double, pullin’ her up by the armpits so she was suddenly in my arms. I was already walkin’ to the back’a the small room, her full, sweet ass in my hands, her wet, gaspin’ mouth against mine as I lowered her onto the shallow metal rim’a a beer keg. She clasped the edges to balance as I reached between us to push up her denim miniskirt and pull down her panties in two quick moves. Her pussy was already slick, pink and prettier than any art I could ever make for her.
When I told her that, she hauled me in close with one hand fisted in my shirt while the other grasped my cock, bringin’ it tight to her hot cunt.
“You’re not ready for me, baby,” I warned her between suckin’, luscious kisses. “Be patient.”
“Fuck patience.” She bit at my lower lip with sharp teeth. “I’ve waited weeks to feel you stretch me open on this big cock, and I’m not waiting any longer.”
A red mist of pleasure blurred my reality and the edges’a my usual control. The heat and slick’a her pussy against the head’a my cock seared through me, tuggin’ me by the balls to bury myself inside her even though I knew she was too tight to take me like that.
But when I reached down to slide a finger inside her, she hissed and snapped her teeth at me. It was feral, animalistic, her eyes black as she leaned back to bare her little teeth at me.
“Fuck me, Boner,” she demanded.
And the shreds’a my control vanished in the echo’a my club name in her mouth.
I pressed inside slow but unyieldin’, conquerin’ her inch by intractable inch. She shivered and shook in my arms as I held her by the round curves of her ass, pullin’ her down on my shaft as I thrust deeper and deeper.
“Boner, Boner, Boner,” she slurred, lost to the sensation’a bein’ overfull as I worked myself to the hilt inside her. “God, yes. You were meant to fill me up like this.”
“Fuck yeah, baby,” I grunted as I ground into her, the piercings at the base’a my shaft lightin’ up with pleasure so bright it left white spots in my vision and made Bluekeenin my ear. “You’re on birth control, yeah?”
She unlocked her teeth from the side’a my throat to gasp, “Ah! Yeah.”
“Good,” I growled, pullin’ her slowly off my cock ’til only the bulbous head remained inside her, the pink clasp’a her pussy so pretty around my blood-dark shaft. When I snapped my hips forward, her head fell back between her shoulders bonelessly. “’Cause I’m gonna fuck you hard and fill you up with cum knowin’ you’ll spend the rest’a your shift with my seed leakin’ outta your swollen pussy.”
