Poker And Chess

Ch 6: Good Girl.

I knew you liked public sex. I found that out the first time we did it. It was hinted to me ever so slightly when you pushed yourself into me on your friends bed... Next to them. Really heating things up at the house warming.

We pretended to watch Family Guy on my phone while under the blanket, you slipped your hand up my skirt and had your way with me. We pretended to listen to Stewie speak with his weird posh accent as you thrust into me while covering my mouth so I couldn't moan. We pretended to be engrossed in this animated show as you fucked me from behind with your hand on my throat and my dignity around my ankles and holy shit I loved it. And we pretended to watch and laugh along when your friend woke up and you stopped, your dick still inside me, me quivering around you.

You feel so fucking good.

That's what you whispered into my ear with your hand clutching my jugular. I damn near came with just that.

So yeah, I knew you liked public sex.
I liked the danger of it. I admired your balls, no pun intended. I had been mid conversation with Melanie once when you slipped your finger in. How she didn't notice is beyond me.

You liked pushing that boundary and I loved letting you.

You still caught me off guard when you started though, but that was part of the fun.

Yeah, I knew you liked public sex, and I encouraged it. I opened my legs for you under the blanket as we sat with our friends. I quivered at your touch and tried to control my breathing as you slipped your hand below my underwear. I even played along and reminded you to be quiet when you slid your dick into me under the covers and let out an involuntary moan. I smiled. I liked knowing I made you feel so good.

But then you went harder

I lost a bit of my composure.

The ecstacy I felt coupled with the need to keep quiet had me shaking. You were rocking me to my core.

That's when you wrapped your hand around my neck and my eyes rolled back. Fucking kill me. Dear god Denton, murder me, I'd thank you.

Shhhhh. You don't want to get caught do you? You don't want Melanie to see. Be quiet like the good girl I know you are.

You went harder after you said that, like you wanted me to break, like you wanted us to get caught.

Mine.

I'm dying and I like it.

I'm gonna come. You whispered it with so much passion in your voice.

Do it. Come for me. I want you too. You're evil and I fucking love it. Lose control baby. Fuck me harder.

You did.