He pushed his hand inside, so slow, teasing me. My nipples hardened. I took in a shaky breath. He tipped his head in, pressing his lips to my neck as he slid his hand over my breast. His rough skin rubbed against me. He cupped my breast, squeezing it, rubbing his palm over my erect nipple.
He bit at my skin, his teeth softly nipping at my neck. Desire wound inside of me, coiling tight in my stomach and making me so wet I thought my own juices would drip down my leg and onto the patio. Alejandro pinched my nipple between his fingers.
His grip tightened on my waist, and then he let go, running his hand over my hip and onto my thigh. I reached up, putting my hands on his shoulders. I stepped into him. His erection pressed against my stomach. My heart fluttered. I arched my back, pushing into him.
His cock was large, held back by only a thin layer of material. I could feel it pulse against me as he moved his fingers along my leg, inching toward my core. His gentle nips at my neck turned fierce, and he moved his hand fast, shoving it under the robe. His thumb pressed against my clit, and he stopped, teasing me.
He took his mouth off my neck and pressed his lips to mine. Then he opened my mouth with his tongue, kissing me. He pushed a little harder on my mound. Holy fuck, I wanted him. I was so wet, so hot. He moved his thumb in a slow circle.
I needed him inside me. I slid my hand from his shoulder, across his muscular chest, and down to the waistband of his pants. The tip of his dick stuck out from the top. My pussy tightened when I felt the warm, wet precum. I took his shaft in my hand. He wasn’t just long, he was thick. I wanted him in me, filling me, pounding me as hard as he could with his big cock.
Alejandro moved his thumb against me. I felt myself weaken, leaning into him for support. He slipped one finger along my hole. My knees almost buckled.
Then he suddenly stopped. I groaned in frustration. He put his finger to my lips and shook his head. He took my hand and guided it to my center. I kept one hand on him, pumping up and down on his cock.
I quivered as soon as I touched myself. My clit was swollen, in desperate need of rubbing. I was so hot and so wet. I stuck one finger inside me, head going back as the pleasure flowed through me. Alejandro untied the robe and pushed the fabric back, exposing me.
He lowered his head and flicked his tongue across my nipple. My lips parted, and I moaned. I took my fingers out of my hole and pulled him to me. He shook his head and put my hand back. I opened my eyes, pleading. Just push me against the wall and fuck me already.
I let go of his dick and wrapped my arm around his shoulders, supporting myself while I rubbed my clit. Alejandro put his hands on my waist, pulling me in just enough. He tipped his head down, watching. I was so wound up, so fucking turned on, it wouldn’t take me long to come. And I knew I would come hard, so hard I’d scream and shake as the orgasm rippled through me. So hard there would be a wet spot on the ground below me. So hard Alejandro wouldn’t be able to resist me.
I started slow, feeling sparks rise in me. Oh God, it felt so good. I spread my lips and rubbed myself, moving my fingers up and down then in a circle. I resisted going over the edge right then and there, letting it build up even more and more until I couldn’t fucking resist any longer.
I pitched forward, head against Alejandro’s chest. I was close. So. Close. My mouth opened, and I panted. My fingers dug into Alejandro’s skin. I couldn’t fight it any longer. Tingles rose inside of me right as I was about to come.
Alejandro knew it too. He grasped my wrist and pulled. I tugged against him. No. Not now, not when I was so close. I pulled back but was no match for his strength. In a rough, swift movement, he pinned my arm behind me. My pussy ached, and my head swam in a dark pool of desire.
He was going to finish for me.
But suddenly, he let me go. I staggered forward, robe blowing open in the wind. Alejandro flashed a wicked smirk and stepped back. He ran his eyes over me, satisfied with what he had done, getting me to the breaking point then walking away. He made me want him more than I wanted anything. Heart still racing, I stared back at him.
And then I slapped him.
“Asshole!” I hissed, too wound up to pull my robe closed over my exposed body. “You can’t just leave me like this!”
He grabbed my hand and pulled me to him. His eyes flashed. “I can do whatever I want.” Then he twisted my arm, forcing me to turn around. He pressed his cock against my ass. He leaned in, putting his lips against my ear. “And right now, I want you to do what I tell you.”
My heart pounded in my chest. My pussy was still hot, still begging to be filled.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked, voice breathy.
His hands slid down me, over my hips. He pressed his palms over my pelvis, slowly uncurling his fingers towards my slit. He pulled my lips apart, and the cool night air hit my swollen clit. I gasped, shivering.