You sat back in the chair and closed your eyes. This was your safe place. Your refuge from, well, everything. In here, amongst the stars. It was quiet. Peaceful. It made you relaxed. Made you forget about everything. You just wanted one peaceful second.
But Beck wasn't having it.
It wasn't like him. Not really. He was usually more reserved. Laid back. Shy almost. At least with everyone else. But you had a certain affect on him. And as much as you tried to dissuade him, Chris was not having it.
"No one's here," he whispered loudly and you shook you head for what felt like the hundredth time in the last twenty minutes. "No one has to know," he said and you opened your eyes to look at him. Bad idea.
Chris Beck could probably talk you in to anything. And he had on several occasions. Those blue eyes, the plump lips. He was gorgeous. And so much trouble when he wanted to be.
"We cannot do that in here, Chris," you sighed. "Someone could walk in. We could get caught. Imagine how much trouble we'd be in," you told him and directed your attention to the domed ceiling, picking out constellations. Anything to avoid those eyes.
"But babe," he practically whined and you rolled your eyes. "I can't stop thinking about it," he told you and you looked at him again. This was your fault and you knew it. You had brought it up. You had wanted to do it. And he was hesitant at first, but the more he thought about it, the hotter it seemed.
"Come on," he said with a grin and patted his leg. "You know you wanna," he teased and you rolled your eyes again. "You said it yourself. That you thought it would feel good. That you've thought about it, fantasized about it," he said, his voice low and you could hear the smirk.
"Fuck," you muttered under your breath and turned your head to look around behind you. "If we get caught, Beck," you said, "I'm kicking your ass," you told him and he chuckled. "And if we don't," he grinned, "I'm spanking yours."
Fair enough.
You sighed and stood, lifting your skirt up and straddling his leg. "You ready?," he asked and you nodded as he gripped your bare hips, his fingers tracing patterns. You shivered and moaned and he laughed before kissing at your neck. "Get at it, sweetheart," he whispered in your ear, "lemme see you fall apart."
You closed your eyes and rocked your hips once, the friction making you cry out. He grinned again, sucking a mark on your neck. "That's it," he whispered, "fuck yourself on my thigh, baby. Let me feel you get soaked," he moaned and that was all the encouragement you needed.
You rolled your hips a little faster and you could feel yourself soaking through the thin fabric of your panties. "Bet you're dripping, aren't you, kitten?," he asked, lips pressed to your ear. "Feels good, doesn't it?," he smirked, your moans increasing in volume. ""God, fuck, baby," he groaned, "keep goin'. Get yourself there," he said and you gripped his shoulders, already feeling your orgasm approaching.
"Look at you," he said, lifting your chin. You opened your eyes to meet his and he moaned. "You're so beautiful baby. All mine," he said, his voice low and breathy. "I wanna see you cum for me. I wanna know that I'm the reason you're getting off. I wanna hear you crying out my name as you cum all over my thigh."
You dropped your head to his shoulder, panting as you moved faster, the feeling washing over you, almost taking you by surprise as it hit, his name falling from your lips over and over as you came. He let out a breath and shook his head. "Holy fuck," he growled, "that was amazing baby," he told you as you opened your eyes.
You blushed slightly as you moved, seeing the wet spot on his pants. "Oh baby," he shook his head, "don't be embarrassed, that was so fucking hot," he chuckled and you dropped your head to his shoulder again. "Hey," he said quietly, lifting your chin again,"don't be shy with me. It's okay. I wanted you to do it." You nodded, still feeling a bit worried about it.
"Come on baby," he said, helping you to stand. He held out a hand as you adjusted your skirt and you took it. "Let's go home. I need you," he said as he kissed your cheek and you shook your head. He frowned slightly as you pushed him back into the chair. "If you want me," you smirked,"take me right here, Beck," you said and he grinned, opening his arms as you straddled his lap.
"Oh baby," he moaned, "daddy's gonna make you see stars."
