Tommy
I can’t believe I’m here. I’m practically stalking a cop. She looks different today. She’s wearing a cute little sundress. It’s black on top, and white on the bottom, with a bright pink sash separating the two colors around her waist. It looks cute on her. Different, but cute. I watch as she takes off her sunglasses and looks into the window of a sandwich shop. She’s hungry, good. I wanna feed her. I keep watching as she purses her lips and puts the sunglasses back on and walks closer to me, even though she’s on the other side of the street and hasn't even seen me yet.
I’m just waiting for her to feel my eyes on her. I wanna see her reaction. I grin from ear to ear as she stops in her tracks with her head turned in my direction. A smile spreads across her gorgeous lips. That's a good reaction. I see her shoulders relax as she looks down the road, checking for oncoming traffic. She crosses the street and I motion for her to follow me into the shop I’ve been standing out in front of. I don’t want us meeting on the street. We need to be inside for this.
Once I’m sure she knows I'm heading inside, I walk into the coffee shop and sit at a table near the back. No one should really notice us here. No one would recognize me so far from our territory. It’s still a risk, but it’s one I’m willing to take.
“What are you doing here?” she asks in a hushed voice as she sits down. She looks around the restaurant and I let her. I give her a moment to realize it’s alright. Her hair is in a high ponytail, but a small piece has fallen out and it tickles along her collarbone. She turns to look at the customers in line. She looks so fucking beautiful. Her skin has a faint flush to it, and I’m not sure if it’s because of me, or something else. But I’d love to think I caused it.
I wait for her to look at me with those beautiful green eyes full of curiosity. “I had nothing better to do.”
“Nothing better than to follow me around?” Her tone has a bit of admonishment to it. But I know she’s happy. I can tell. And I like that. Her hand is fiddling with the locket hanging from her necklace. I’ve seen her do that before. I wondered back then what’s inside her locket, or who gave it to her. It’s someone important and I want to find out, but now’s not the time.
“Yeah, well, my day job is on hold at the moment.” I watch her eyes widen as I answer her. She didn’t expect me to talk about work, but if we’re planning on fucking, and I sure as hell am, then we need to be blunt and honest.
She noticeably swallows and looks toward the front of the restaurant. “Should you really be telling me that?”
“Are you wired, baby? The last couple of times I’ve checked your clothes, you weren’t.” Her cheeks go bright red, and it’s fucking adorable to see.
“Thomas--” I cut her off before she can finish.
“Tommy. Call me Tommy.” It feels good telling her that. Such a stupid thing. But everyone calls me Tommy. And I want her to do the same. I shouldn’t. I know this is wrong, but I do.
“Tommy, I don’t know about this.” I can hear the worry in her voice.
“What’s there to know?” I shrug, and then lean in a little. “I like fucking you.” My words make her smile even though she’s trying to contain it. “I want what happened last night to happen again.” Her chest rises and falls. Her pupils dilate with desire. I made sure to make up for the squeaky bed last night, and I know she enjoyed herself. I bet she can still feel me buried deep inside her.
“You know we shouldn’t.” Her words are breathy. I know I’ve got her. So long as I want her, she’s mine.
My lips pull into an asymmetric grin as I agree, “Yeah, we shouldn’t. But we’re gonna. 'Cause I’m a bad boy, and you’re a bad girl.”
She bites her lip and rests her elbow on the table, cradling her cheek with her hand. Her forehead pinches with worry. “I don’t know, Tommy.”
“You don’t know what? If you wanna cum on my dick again?”
As I ask the question, a barista walks up with a pad and pen to take our orders. I watch as Tonya’s eyes go wide, and she looks down at her lap like there's something there that's going to save her from embarrassment. I doubt the barista heard because she seems unaffected, but that doesn’t stop Tonya from having a moment.
“Can I get you two anything?” the girl asks in a sweet voice. She’s young. If she heard, I doubt she’d be so calm.
“Yeah, could I have a coffee with cream, a blueberry muffin, a slice of banana nut bread...” I lean back to look at the menu. I figure I might as well order a few different things to see what Tonya likes. “A cake pop, and a cookie too, please.”
“Is all that for you?” Tonya asks.
“I think I'll share with you.” My answer makes her smile shyly. I like this side of her.
“Just a coffee, please. French Vanilla, with cream and sugar.” She likes it sweet. I could've guessed that, but I wouldn't have been shocked if she liked her coffee black, too.
“So, what’s it going to be, Tonya?” I ask as soon as the waitress is out of sight.
She looks down at the table with pursed lips and then back up to me. “Just sex?” she asks.
“Yeah,” I’m quick to answer.
My sweet forbidden bad girl. I want her so fucking bad.
“Okay,” she agrees. My dick stands at full attention and pushes against my zipper. Yes! I can’t fucking wait to be inside her again. It takes everything in me not to bend her over the table and fuck her right here and now.
I play it cool though, leaning back in my seat. “Good.” I keep it simple and let my eyes wander to her breasts. I don’t give a fuck that it’s blatant. She’s mine now. I remember biting down on her nipples and pulling back last night, forcing those moans from her lips. I can’t fucking wait to do it again.
The barista sets a tray down in front of me, and brings me back to the present.
Tonya laughs under her breath and thanks the young girl before she walks away.
“I think you’re drooling, Tommy,” she says with confidence. She shoots me an I-own-your-ass type of look, and I fucking love it. I love how damn confident she is around me.
“I might be.” I lift her hand to my mouth and make a sweet, soft giggle erupt from her lips. This side of her is different. It’s soft and sweet. I like it. Even more, I like that I bring it out of her.
I watch her pick off the little bits of sugar on the top of the muffin and pop them into her mouth. She picks at it for a while and then finally bites into it.
As she takes a bite, she looks up and sees me watching her. She’s quick to cover her mouth as she chews and sets the muffin down. “What?” she asks, still covering her partially full mouth.
I chuckle at her and shake my head as I reply, “Nothing.” It’s cute I guess to watch her eat like that.
She finishes swallowing and takes a sip of coffee before asking me, “Aren’t you going to eat?”
I shake my head. “No, I just thought you may be hungry.”
She smiles sweetly and takes another sip of coffee. “I’m good to go, if you are. I have some errands to run.” She wipes her hands on the napkin and tosses it onto her plate.
I nod my head and reach into my pocket for my wallet.
“You don’t--” she starts, but I cut her off.
“Knock it off, I wanna buy you breakfast.”
“Thank you,” she looks shy as she says it. She downs the rest of her coffee and stands to leave.
“I’ll walk you to your car.” She looks at me for a moment, as though she doesn’t understand. But as I stand she nods obediently. I might call her my bad girl, but she’s so fucking good to me. She just doesn’t know it.
Tommy
As we walk out of the coffee shop, she looks all around us, like she’s just waiting to be spotted. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with her. Apparently she forgot how to play it cool.
“Relax,” I wrap my arm around her waist to make a point. “No one’s gonna see us.”
We walk in amiable silence. I let her lead the way.
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p; After a few minutes she says, “I just don’t know about this, Tommy.” I hate the insecurity in her voice.
“You weren’t concerned about that just a few minutes ago,” I point out as I look down at her to watch her expression. “You changing your mind?”
“No, I--” she clears her throat and walks a bit straighter as she continues. “I enjoyed last night.”
“Good, then there’s no problem.” I enjoyed it, too. I loved playing with her body. Watching how she responded to every move. I got her off every way I knew how. She was limp and sated and I still wanted more. I’ll be damned if I’m not going to keep going after what I want. I’ve never known real limits before. I’ve never wanted to venture past what the familia gave me. But I’m not giving this up. Now that I’ve had a taste, I’m not willing to let go.
“This is just so wrong,” she says as I spot her car. She parked behind a little shopping center. There are a few cars in front of us as we walk in, but hers is off to the side. It’s a vacant lot. I take a quick glance to make sure no one’s around us, and I decide right then that I’m gonna teach her a lesson.
She walks to her door but I take hold of her hip and keep her walking to the backseat door so we’re a bit more hidden. She looks shocked and a little confused until I press my lips to hers, and let my hands roam down her body.
She breaks the kiss and looks out into the empty lot, seeming to remember we’re out in public. That’s the shit I’m gonna punish her for. Right fucking now.
“You wanna know how wrong it is?” I grab her ass in both my hands. I give her a firm squeeze that makes her gasp, and then spin her around in my arms. I shove her front against her car. Her breasts flatten against the window, making them appear even more lush and biteable. “You wanna see how much I don’t give a fuck that it’s wrong?”
My hand cups her pussy and I have to stifle my groan. She’s already hot and wet and ready for me. I’ve waited long enough for that ass, though. I push the inside of her thigh and she obliges, spreading her legs. She looks over her shoulder to look at me with a wicked spark in her eyes and taunts, “You gonna punish me?” Those words on her lips nearly has me cumming in my pants.
I’m quick to unzip my pants and unleash my cock. I stroke it once as her mouth opens and her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip. She looks around the parking lot like there’s no way we aren’t getting caught. I almost change up my plans and push her down onto her knees to have her suck me off, but this isn’t about me taking pleasure from her. It’s about her seeing just how much we can get away with.
“Only if you’re quiet.” I grip the nape of her neck and pull her back so I can take her bottom lip between my teeth. Her ass backs up against my cock and she teases me, rocking it back and forth like she wants to ride me.
I let go of her and lift up her dress. The desire written on her face fades as she hears voices coming through the narrow sidewalk. She looks at me with a hint of fear. I hold her gaze as the voices fade just as quickly as they came. I’m sure these cars belong to employees of these shops. No one’s coming back here. I know she’s scared of getting caught. I’m gonna show her that shit’s not going to happen.
“Your greedy pussy wants me, but you’re gonna have to wait.” My thumb probes her puckered hole, and the motion makes her moan. A rough chuckle grows up my chest as I slip on a lubricated condom. I hate condoms, but for this I need to make sure there’s lube. She's gonna need it. I spit in my hand and make sure my dick is nice and wet for her. I line my cock up and slowly push just the head in. I gotta get her loose and feeling good before I finally take her ass with my dick. I’ve been thinking about it all day.
“Tommy,” she moans my name as my fingers dip inside her heat and spread her moisture to her swollen clit. I pinch her lightly and she arches her back in response, causing my dick to slip in a little deeper. It feels so fucking good. I wanna slam into her, but this is the first time, I’ve gotta be gentle.
My arm wraps around the front of her so I can cup her pussy. I press my palm to her clit and gently slip my fingers into her hot cunt. I rock my hand as I pick up my motions. I keep rubbing her clit and playing with her pussy until she writhing under my touch and letting her moans slip out with no inhibition.
She’s getting louder and bolder, moving her pussy against my hand to take what she wants. That’s exactly how I need her. She's so fucking easy to get off. A few more rough pumps and she's biting down on her lip while her thighs tremble with her orgasm. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers and I'm too fucking excited to get my pleasure next.
“You like that, baby?” I ask her.
She tilts her head slightly and smirks as she answers, “Fuck you, you know I do.” I fucking love it. I love how she pushes me.
I put my lips up to her ear and speak in a low, threatening voice. “My bad girl is really pushing it. That’s a brave thing for you to do with my dick in your ass.”
I take a quick look up and to my left. I’ve been so busy watching her I haven’t been paying attention, but there’s no one there.
Soon she'll be ready for me to fuck her rough and deep. I just need a few more minutes to get her ready. I keep looking ahead of us and every voice makes my heart beat a little faster. She's trusting me, and I don't want to ruin it because I was so damn set on fucking her ass.
I aim my spit and get my cock more lubed as I push in a bit more and pull out. “Push back, baby,” I tell her.
She obeys me and I slide in a little deeper. It only takes a few more gentle rocks until she’s moaning and pushing back to take more of me.
Finally, I’m all the way in, and it feels like fucking heaven. She moans against the window, and I take a quick look to make sure no one can see her. Right now she’s mine. I pull out slowly and push back in with just as much care. I need to be gentle until she’s adjusted to me being inside her.
Her forehead pinches, and I know she’s feeling a little pain. I rub her clit to make sure it’s only going to heighten her pleasure. I don’t want to hurt her. I want this to be just as good for her as it is for me. Each movement makes those sweet sounds fall from her lips. Her eyes are closed, and her hands are gripping onto the frame of her car. She’s completely lost in pleasure.
“Tommy,” she whispers my name. “Harder, fuck me harder.” Her words are a desperate plea.
I grip her hips and thrust into her harder. She cries out, and I have to wrap my hand around her mouth. I lean in and growl into her ear. “You want everyone to see me fucking you, don’t you?”
She shakes her head and moans into my hand as I keep fucking her ass like I own her. My balls smack against her pussy with each hard thrust. Over and over I pound into her. She struggles to keep quiet, and I have to remind her. “Shut the fuck up and take it.” Her pussy clamps down on my fingers at my dirty words. She’s loving this. I move my other hand away from her mouth so I can grip her hip and mercilessly fuck her ass. She bites her lip and pushes her head and breasts against the car door.
“Where’s my cock, baby?” I ask her as I keep up my ruthless rhythm. Her ass is tight and hot, and I’m getting close already.
“In my ass,” she whimpers, and her mouth stays open with her eyes closed tight. I know she’s close again. She just needs a little more.
“That’s 'cause you’re a bad girl, and bad girls get fucked in their ass.” I thrust in and out of her, loving the soft moans she’s giving me. I strum her clit as she pushes back against me. “Do you feel like a bad girl now?” My body starts to sweat, and my breathing gets labored as I give her ass a punishing fuck.
“Yes.” She’s louder than she should be, and it makes my eyes dart up. Still no one.
“Say it.” I push my dick all the way in and lift my hips so I’m as deep as I can go. Her mouth opens in a silent scream. I pull back slightly, and she’s quick to obey my command.
“I’m your bad girl.” Her words bring me that much closer to my release, and I desperately rub her throbbing clit to get her off. I
need her cumming with me. Her body goes limp, and her legs tremble. Her head flies back with her teeth digging into her bottom lip. Fuck yes. I pump into her again, and fucking lose it. I hear her words over and over in my head as my spine tingles and waves of pleasure rush through my body. I thrust my hips once more to give her everything I’ve got.
I pull out of her gently and steady her hips. Her legs are quivering, and I know she must feel weak. She took a rough fuck. “Lean against the car, baby. I got you.” She listens and rests her head on the window, catching her breath. I look to my left and right, and there’s still no one there. Thank fuck. I don’t want anyone to see her like this.
I remove the condom and tuck my dick back in my pants. She's still trying to regain her composure, so I pull her panties back into place as her breathing calms. I pet her back in soothing circles. Her hair has fallen out, and I have to push it away to give her a small kiss on her shoulder.
After a minute she rolls her body on the car so that her back is leaning against it and she’s facing me. She gives me a small, satisfied smile and it fills my chest with pride. I knew she’d like that. I give her a kiss just below the tender spot behind her ear. She hums with approval. My lips tickle her neck as I ask her, “Did you like that, bad girl?”
“You fucked the ponytail out of my hair,” she says weakly, with a bit of humor. Her eyes light with happiness, and the smile grows on her gorgeous face.
I shrug and wrap an arm around her waist as she bends down with trembling legs to pick up the hair tie on the ground. She looks around us as she stands up. “Did anyone see?” she asks with a quiet voice.
“Not this time.” I grin at her.
She gives me a small smile, but I can see she doesn’t like that answer. She runs her fingers through her hair and breathes deeply. “Just sex.” She says it like it’s a reminder. To herself and to me.
She takes a few steps to her door, looking as though nothing even happened. She’s pulled herself together, the only signs that she just took my cock up her ass are the flush in her cheeks, and her slightly swollen bottom lip.
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