His Nasty Little Pussy

I lean forward and capture her mouth in mine, kissing her harder than I probably should with her lips so swollen and sore, but I can’t help myself. I can never seem to get enough of her.

“I want to stay with you,” she whispers against my mouth.

“I know, and I want nothing more than that, but I’m guessing your parents have no idea where you’re at right now.”

She nods her head, letting me know I’m right.

“You need to go home,” when she starts to protest, I add, “for tonight.”

“My parents are going out of town for the weekend, and they’re leaving early tomorrow morning. I’m coming over, and I’m staying, Beau.” She ducks her head and speaks so low I can barely hear her. “Unless you don’t want me to.”

I grab onto her chin and pull her back up to look at me.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, maybe you don’t want what I want.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want everything,” she says. “I want you to be my first and only for everything, Beau Thibodeaux, and I want to live here with you and marry you and have your babies.” She stops for a second and adds, “Like immediately. I want you to fill me up so much that I’m guaranteed to be having your baby in nine months.”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

I lean my forehead against hers and sigh. “How the hell did I get so lucky to find you? That’s everything I want. This is the last night we’ll ever have to be apart. I promise.”

She smiles and gives me another kiss. “Good, because I liked sucking your cock, and I’m gonna need you close by so I can do it again anytime I want.”

“That sounds like an excellent plan,” I say with a laugh.

I pull her to her feet and regretfully tuck my cock back in my pants and button them up. I grab a flashlight that’s sitting on the porch and squat down so she can reach me. “Hop on.”

“I can walk back on my own, Beau,” she says with a laugh.

“Not a chance in hell. Now hop on. I’m not going to have you walking around at night in flip-flops.”

She climbs onto my back, and I groan when I realize she’s hiked her dress up and lifted my shirt so her bare pussy is pressing against my skin.

“Sorry but you still have my panties,” she says as if that explains everything.

“I do, and I’m not givin’ ’em back.”

She arches her hips, rubbing her wet pussy against me.

“Good god, Ella, I’m only human, and I can only take so much. You have to go back tonight so your parents don’t send out a search party to find you.”

I can just imagine how that would go down. I’ll deal with her angry dad after the weekend’s over and she’s fully mine. I have no idea how he’ll take the news, but I know there’s no way in hell I’m ever letting Ella go.

She wraps her arms firmly around me and presses the side of her face close to mine. I grip her thighs, rubbing my thumbs along her skin, keeping her held tightly against me. She keeps the flashlight beam ahead of us as we make our way back to her parents’ house. Each step has me wondering how in the hell I’m going to be able to put her down and let her go.

When we can see the lights of her house, she switches off the flashlight so we won’t be seen. I walk over to the large oak tree at the edge of their property and gently set her down, already missing the feel of her against me.

She smiles and leans against the tree, giving me that hungry look I’m beginning to know so well.

“I want one more first,” she says with a sexy grin.

“That doesn’t surprise me in the slightest,” I say with a laugh. I lean in closer to her, letting my lips almost touch hers. “Just what did you have in mind?”

“I want a goodnight kiss,” she says.

“Well, you’re definitely getting one of those, but that’s not a first.”

She presses on my chest, scooting me back a bit and then reaches down to grab her dress, hiking it up so her pussy is exposed in the moonlight.

“This is where I want my kiss.”

I groan and fall to my knees, burying my face in her bald, little pussy. She’s still so fucking wet. Even her inner thighs are glistening. I run my tongue along her wet slit, gently parting her lips as I travel up to her clit.

She moans as I rub my tongue over her clit and runs her fingers through my hair, clutching me closer to her. I grab onto her hips as she hikes a leg over my shoulder. Sliding my tongue into her pussy, I’m drunk on the taste of her, wanting and needing so much more. I kiss and nibble on her smooth pussy lips before bringing my tongue back to her clit. I want to take my time and savor her, but I know we don’t have the luxury of time. Not tonight anyway.

Whimpering, she moves her hips against me as I tease her. Placing the pad of my tongue against her swollen clit, I roll it in slow circles, increasing the pace as her body begins to shake. I slide a finger into her pussy, fucking her slowly as my tongue works her faster. Within seconds, she’s moaning my name, clenching her pussy around my finger, and moving her hips in a seductive dance that has me willing to give anything to be able to fuck her good and proper right now against this tree.

I continue to kiss and lick her while fingering her gently, letting her enjoy every bit of her orgasm. When her fingers go limp in my hair, and I feel her body relax as she lets out a contented sigh, I slide my finger out and give her pussy one last kiss.

Sucking my finger clean, I stand up and kiss her gently, letting her suck the taste of her pussy off my tongue. I reach up to cup one of her perfect tits, rolling my thumb over her hard nipple. She moans against my mouth, and forcing myself to stop and take a step back is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life.

Her eyes are glassy with desire and need, and I know mine look the same. I scrub a hand over my face and take a deep breath.

“It’s just one night,” I say, trying to reassure her as much as I.

She nods her head, but I can see how upset she is at the idea of me leaving. Her eyes are threatening to overflow, and I swear if she starts crying, I’ll never be able to walk away.

I walk over to her and kiss her goodbye, not wanting it to ever end. When I pull away, I look into her gorgeous blue eyes. “I love you, Ella. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She nods her head quickly, keeping her eyes locked on mine. “And after tomorrow, I’m never leaving you again.” “Promise?” she whispers in a shaky voice.

“I promise.”

“I love you, too, Beau.”

“And that’s why I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” I say with a grin. I kiss her one last time. “Night, darlin’.”

“Night, Beau.”

I force myself to stand there and watch her walk away. She gives me a wave and blows me a kiss before walking inside. The walk back is a lonely, depressing one, and I doubt I’ll be able to sleep at all. All I can think about is Ella. I’m covered in her smell, and it’s comforting and pure torture all at the same time. I resign myself to a long night of staring at the ceiling.