I ran my hands through his hair, my grip firm as I pushed it down slightly, my main focus on his lips.
"And then?"
"Then I'd slide my dick into you and fuck you mercilessly, even if you have me begging to stop, I'll make sure you can't walk or thi...
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I watched as she struggled to say her order to the waiter, a bulge also forming inside of my pants. I was making sure she felt it, to feel the longness of my fingers, to make sure that even if she had been fingerfucked before, they wouldn't have done it as I did.
"So what would you like?" The waiter asked Khristina patiently and I slowed down, just to give her ease of mind. She sighed, opening her mouth to say her order but I sped up again, my fingers curling inside of her.
I watched as she bit back a moan, her fingers gripping the table, her eyes close to watering and her eyes close to rolling to the back of her head.
Fuck. I thought.
I could only picture myself ramming myself in her while her fingernails scratched my back, her initials carved into my back. I had to hold back a groan and watched as she said her order to the waiter, but then he began writing, telling her to pause a second.
If my fingers were not inside of Khristina, I would've had him at his throat for asking her to wait. But since only pleasure was in her mind, I figured I'd let her enjoy her moment and then shoot the boy.
"So a jumbo burger?"
"Y-yeah," She sighed out, her eyes flicking over to me as I smirked, licking my lips. This must've sent her over the edge since she let out an audible sigh, in which the waiter gave a questioned look but then quickly shook it away, putting down a not on his pad.
"A large cola?"
I wasn't even paying attention to what the guy was saying but instead to Khristina's hands that had found her way to my hand, stopping them in place. I looked up to her, the wetness of her juices coated on my two fingers.
Had I hurt her?
As I was about to remove my fingers, Khristina held eye contact with me but her hands were now moving mine at a faster pace and I watched as her body slightly shook, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. A moan left her lips and a groan unpermitted left mine, the thrusts of my fingers becoming slower and slower until they finally came to a stop.
Fucking hell.
I watched as Khristina lifted her head, her eyes tired but full of pleasure a small knowing smile on her plump lips.
There has never been a time where I had ever wanted to fuck her senseless so badly.
Until now.
I lifted my fingers from under the table moving them to my lips and licked them clean, her juices tasting as sweet as honey. I watched as her eyes widened, a small blush on her face. I wanted to fuck this woman senseless, but I didn't just want to fuck her, I wanted to make sure it was special.
"Uh, sir?"
"If you don't get another fucking waiter right now who knows how to do their job properly I will blow your fucking brains and hang them for sale in a marketplace." The man cowardly jumped at my sudden rise of tone as Khristina laughed, her - other - hand touching the waiter's arm.
