Bullies With Benefits

PART 27(M)

I gulp and turn to the next page, pretending not to be so turned on by this and ignoring the tightening of my cock. Being close to Wednesday always did wonders to my body. Just a single touch from her can send my dick throbbing in want and need. She just does things to me thatI know no other woman can.

"Wh-What's that?" I stutter, side-eyeing her as she peeks back and I follow her trail, the café is busy -filled with lots of people which if I were in
Wednesday's head, would be a good thing because if I think what she's about to do to me will go as planned, we need a lot of background noise to cover our own noise.

She presses her nose to my cheek and exhales,
letting out a breath as I nearly groan at the sexy
smell of caramel and mocha. It was so intoxicating and I just cant get enough of her, especially as she trails her fingers up and down my inner thighs.

I'm pretty sure a boner is up and standing and it's also a good thing that we're seated at the corner because the only thing in front of us is a green wall while behind us is all the people in the world.

Stopping her hand from going any further up, I
grab her wrist and push myself away from her a
little, watching a frown start to form in plump lips.

"W-Wednesday we can't." I husk, licking my dry
mouth. "It's not private-your rules."

She flips her free hand off and chuckles. "Fuck
the rules, since when have we followed them
anyways?"

Correction, I always try to follow them--
Wednesday's just too persuasive. She always breaks them and then it leads to disaster.

I let out a husky breath and groan quietly, I can't
believe I'm giving in. Wednesday beams at me and chuckles darkly, licking my earlobe as I shiver and bite my lip to keep my moans in check. She's so hot, I mean- when hasn't she been? But now-with every single type of human in this café, the fact of almost being caught just makes my head go wild.

I need to touch her, I need to feel her lips, I need to feel her pussy, I need to--

I need Wednesday right. now.

"You okay there, Enid?" she whispers in a low voice, nibbling on my earlobe as I buck my hips up, wanting more pressure from her tan fingers. I just want her to touch me and a simple graze against my clothed cock is not going to cut it.

Shaking my head, I gulp. "P-Please." I beg, eyes
closed shut as I grab my drink and grip it tightly to release the tension. I'm not too worried about the chatters around because Wednesday's hard panting is what got my full attention. I quiver in my seat and bite the lid of my cup when I see Wednesday's beautiful pale hands unbuckling my jeans.

"You're so hard." She moans, licking the expanse of my neck discreetly under my hair as she pokes on my hard cock tucked inside my compression shorts. "I can't wait for you to fuck my hand."

Whimpering, I buck my hips p for more pressure and Wednesday pushes back down, making my cock ache in pleasure as I cover my moans by biting on the straw again, sweat dripping down the back of my neck as Wednesday sneaks a hand inside my shorts and rubs the wet tip of my dick, using her pointer finger to gently rub the top and coat it with my wetness, her thumb doing circles on the sides when I feel myself spurting out some more pre-cum when I feel air go through my back,
signaling a person just walked by us.

"Like that?" she husks, burying her face on the crook of my neck as to make it seem like she's
cuddling, while really, she's looking down on the
sneaky opening of my bottom, watching her hand do magical things to my cock.

I moan, knowing full well her eyes are dark in
lust and she's biting her lower lip to keep from
moaning as well when Wednesday's fingers that
are damply wet with my cum--slides down, lower, to the base and grabs my balls-massaging them so well that I cant help but bite harder on my straw, making it snap as I groan-- Wednesday's other hand flying up to save me from embarrassment.