Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

“Baby,” he pleads. “Let me touch your pussy.”

I nod a little faster than necessary and he brushes his thumb over my clit, groaning out a curse when he feels how wet I am for him.

“I don’t know but I like it.”

Her legs part without instruction and I barely contain my groan, kneeling up on the edge of the bed between her thighs to run my hand over my cock through my jeans.

I like it a fucking lot.

I’ve been hard since the second she wrapped her legs around me in the water earlier tonight, and just the sight of her spread out beneath me like this isn’t helping the state of my sanity.

Her back arches against my touch and I run my hand over her stomach, sliding two fingers over her wet clit to push them inside her. She moans and lifts her ass up off the bed, but she doesn’t let me off the hook.

“Good girl,” I whisper, stealing another kiss from her mouth before I move down to lie between her legs. “Get up on your elbows and watch me eat your pussy.”

I laugh lightly and reach up to take that same hand, moving it down to my head so she can run her fingers through my hair. She scrapes her nails over my scalp and I run my piercing over the ball of her clit, enjoying the quiet noises leaving her throat while she pushes my face down to her pussy.

My scalp stings and I groan, fucking loving the way she tastes while she comes all over my fingers.

Funny considering I’m about to fuck the angel right out of her.

“Fuck, baby, don’t you know how perfect your body is?”

Right then, I decide I’m keeping her for myself, mostly because I want to but also because fuck this.

I raise a brow at that, dipping my head to tease her mouth with mine. “Same way you hated it when I licked your pussy just now?”

“Jordyn,” I warn, damn near going off in my jeans at the thought of what she’s offering me.

“Fuck, please, Xan,” she cuts in, dropping her eyes to run her thumb over the tip. “I wanna feel it.”

I lean up on one elbow beside her head and fist the base of my cock, rubbing it over her pussy a few times to get it wet. I purposely slide my piercing over her clit and she moans, eagerly lifting her ass off the bed in an attempt to get the tip in.

I groan at the feel of her and slide my hand beneath her ass, squeezing the soft flesh there to fuck her a little deeper.

I nod my agreement and suck on her bottom lip, fucking loving the way her bare pussy feels wrapped around my cock. Her tight walls clench around me and I tighten my grip on her ass, squeezing my eyes shut when I realize she’s about to come already. “Fuck, Jordyn,” I grit out, riding her through it the best I can without going off like a thirteen year old virgin.

“Baby, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

At first I think she wants to ride me, but then she shuffles down to kneel between my legs and wraps her tiny hand around the base of my cock.

“I wanna suck your dick,” she says simply, dipping her head to swirl her tongue around my piercing. Jesus Christ.

I’m a fucking pussy for this girl and I’m about to come down her throat,

“Baby,” I rasp. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

groan against her and she comes again, clenching her thighs around me in a way that drives me crazy. Her pussy squeezes my cock and I couldn’t hold out if I wanted to. I pin her hips with mine and come inside her,

“The game, princess,” I remind her, lifting my hand to run my thumb over the vein in her neck. “Tell me you wanted this. Tell me you wanted me.”

I turn around to check the room and tie my robe around my waist, gritting my teeth at Xander when I catch him grinning at me with his arms folded beneath his head and his hard dick resting on his stomach.

“Fuck, ow, baby–”

The same boy I let fuck me senseless last night after knowing him for exactly three weeks.

I find Xander lying down on his back with his head propped up on my nightstand and his hand on his dick.

“Come sit on my lap, princess.”

“Because you tossed my clothes in your closet,” he reminds me, staring at my lips while he swipes his finger over the bottom one.

We get to my front door and he pulls me out with him, hiding me behind his body while he brushes the hair back from my collarbone. “Don’t be mad,” he says. “But there’s a tiny little hickey on your neck right there.”

“I tried to stop it,” he chuckles, pulling my hand away to run his thumb over the mark. “You wouldn’t let me, remember?”

He grabs my waist and pulls my hips to his, slowly locking his arms around my back to hold me against him. “I dare you.”

His piercing makes me moan and I wrap my hands around his neck,

the bastard himself keeps staring at me every time we cross paths, smirking at me with a look that says I know what your pussy tastes like.

He ignores me and locks the door behind us, backing me up against the left wall to pin my body with his. My heart picks up and I stare at him, stupidly liking the way he looks with his black tie wrapped loosely around his neck and his white shirt hanging out of his pants.

looking me dead in the eye while he traces a finger over my bottom lip. “I don’t want her, baby. She’s got nothing on the way I feel about you.”

“Like I wanna kiss you until you can’t breathe.”

I pull his mouth down to mine and he groans, sliding his hand up beneath my skirt to squeeze my ass. My hips buck and I arch my back out for him, eagerly raking my hands through his hair while he rubs his body against mine.

“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about fucking you in this uniform?” he asks, hooking his finger beneath my thong to pull it to the side.

“Later, then,” he rasps, almost pleading. “Leave it on and meet me after school so I can get my dick back inside you.”

Xander smirks at me and I smirk back, taking the hand between my legs to move it down to my pussy. He slides two fingers inside me and I tighten my grip on his hair, pulling him in to encourage him to kiss me again.

“You love this, don’t you?” he whispers, so quiet I can barely hear him. “Me getting you off when you know we could get caught any second now. It makes you wild.”

He squeezes my outer thigh with his free hand and quickens his pace, shoving his tongue into my mouth while he pushes me over the edge. My orgasm hits me hard and I dig my nails into the back of his neck, shamelessly riding his hand to get it to last as long as possible.

It jerks beneath my touch and I pull his zipper down, crouching down in front of him to rest my ass on my thousand dollar stilettos. He curses and I take his dick out of his boxers, swallowing him down in one quick move to get it wet with my saliva.

proud of myself when a strangled out groan escapes his throat. “God fucking damn, baby,” he whispers, wrapping my hair around his fist to pull my head back a little further. “I can’t fucking stand the way you look right now.”

“Give me your number,” he pleads, breathing hard against my lips. “Don’t say no.”

“Because that’s cheating,” he teases, licking his way up to my earlobe to bite it.