揑 didn抰 know you were in such a rush.?His voice was so low and teasing, it made my nipples pinch.
I broke our kiss and skimmed my lips down his neck, reveling in the way his breath caught. I gently nipped his earlobe. 揑 want you.?
He lifted me out of my seat and on top of him, straddling his lap. My dress was high on my thighs but I didn抰 care. I dropped my lips to his and kissed him hard. He wasn抰 so sweet and slow and chaste anymore. His mouth devoured mine, one big hand wrapped around the back of my neck, anchoring me towards him and down onto his lap. I shifted my hips and his hard length made perfect contact with my center. My mouth made a silent O as the sensation made me arch my back. Wyatt抯 other hand squeezed my ass and he pulled my bottom lip between his teeth.
揌annah, you make me lose my fucking mind when you say things like that,?he rasped.
My hands threaded through his hair and tugged lightly. His hand tensed on my ass and pulled me closer against him. His tongue worked my mouth with urgency, like we were running out of time, and with his grip on my hair, he tilted me whichever way he wanted. Whichever way he needed. I shivered.
揑 love it when you use my mouth like you own it,?I whispered.
His arousal pulsed between my legs and I moaned into his mouth. He broke our kiss and leaned back to look at me with dark eyes. His chest rose and fell with heavy breathing, like mine.
揑 take care of what抯 mine.?
Wetness flooded my underwear at the hot, possessive tone of his words. I wanted to be his, more than anything. He slipped his hand down the front of my dress and rubbed one sensitive peak. I arched and bucked my hips against him and a loud honking noise made both of us jump.
I had pushed against the car horn.
We took one look at each other and burst out laughing. The driveway was dark but a light turned on outside a neighbor抯 house.
揅ome on, bookworm.?Wyatt opened the car door and stood, supporting my weight with one hand on my ass and the other around my lower back. My arms looped around his neck. He hip-checked the car door closed, and I set my mouth on his again, tasting him and tugging at his hair, pulling those groans of pleasure and agony out of his throat.
At the front door, instead of opening it, he pressed me against it and ground his hips against mine. My eyes rolled back at the sharp, delicious pressure of his length against my clit.
揌oly shit,?I breathed into his mouth. 揥yatt.?
揕ike that??He ground his hips again and I jerked a nod. He found a rhythm that made my head fall against his shoulders and my breath thin and shuddery. My dress hitched up around my waist and his jeans brushed my inner thighs. He thrust his erection against my soaking center, scattering my thoughts.
揑抦 going to make you come over and over again tonight,?he gritted against my ear.
Heat pooled low in my belly and I could barely hold on. My head fell back against the door and I took in his focused frown, the clenched of his jaw, the heat in his eyes. He wanted me and it only made me ache more.
揥yatt,?I bit out.
He shook his head but kept thrusting. 揑抦 going to sink my cock into your tight little pussy like I抳e been thinking about for months and I抦 going to fuck you like you deserve.?
My eyes widened as I realized what the tightening in my center meant. 揥yatt.?I nodded.
揟ell me what you need, like we practiced.?
揕ike that. Just like that.?I moaned and leaned my forehead on his shoulder, closing my eyes and holding on to him.
揕ook at me while you come for me.?
I pulled my head up and met his gaze. I winced as pleasure, heat, pressure, and electricity tightened my body. All I could do was nod. Yes, yes, yes, I said with my nods to him.
He kept rocking a hard rhythm against me and I was so close. Right on the edge. Teetering. 揑抦 going to taste your pussy again and again until you scream my name and pull my hair, because that抯 what I need, baby. I need to taste you again.?
That did it. My whole body shook against his as I came, paralyzed and screaming silently against his neck as pleasure raced through me, boiled my blood, and scrambled my thoughts. Wave after wave hit me and my hips bucked against his. Far away, he groaned yes and like that and fucking beautiful and good girl into my ear.
When he had wrung me out, my head fell back against the door and a slow, satisfied smile crept over his face. He grinned a lazy grin down at me. His eyes were still dark. His throat worked as he set me down carefully, one arm wrapping around me and one hand on my waist.
I slumped against his shoulder. 揥ow. We haven抰 even gotten inside.?
His chest shook with laughter as he unlocked the door, squeezing me to his side.
揑 have to say, professor,?I told him as we stepped inside and kicked our shoes off. My pulse was still beating in my ears and my lungs heaved to get enough air. 揧ou抮e so dedicated to a well-rounded curriculum.?