Sixteen

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"Then don't stop—"

The words are barely out of her mouth when I attack. She's been teasing me for the past couple of months and all fucking night, and I want to make her pay for it.

I kiss her roughly, making her groan, the sound vibrating low in my chest. My mouth punishing her for every time she's leaned over me for a bottle, every time she's pressed her hot as fuck body against mine.

Her hands delve under the back of my shirt, nails dragging hard enough to break skin. Driving me mad with lust.

I reach under her skirt, pushing the flimsy thong she's wearing aside, finding her hot and wet. "For me?" I ask, biting the spot on her neck where her pulse is hammering.

"Always." She grips my hair, pulling me back to her mouth.

I thrust two fingers into her heat and swallow her cries. The sound still echoes through the room, reminding me where we are.

"We can't do this here," I say weakly. "If anyone found out, I'd get shut down."

Bella pulls away and gives me a lust-filled look. "You've got a pretty roomy car out back."

I should stop this. Put an end to it, but all thoughts leave me when she grabs my hand and sucks her juices off my fingers, humming at the taste.

Bella giggles when I snatch her hand and pull her through the bar and out the back door. There's no preamble, nothing sweet, when I push her into the back seat and crawl in beside her, slamming the door shut.

She makes quick work of her underwear while I work on getting my pants down. I'm rock hard, standing proud for her, and she licks her lips.

"One day, I'll have a taste," she tells me, her voice husky with lust as she climbs onto my lap. "Just not today."

I moan when she grabs me, positioning me at her entrance. She lowers herself slowly, maintaining eye contact with me until I'm buried to the hilt.

I grip her hips and try to force her to move but she shakes her head. "I'm in control this time, handsome."

Her hands grip my shoulders and she uses them as an anchor, moving over me excruciatingly slowly. Too slow for my liking.

Bella lets me take her shirt off, and her bra joins it on the floor board. I take her perfect tits in each hand, my thumbs playing with her stiff nipples.

Her pace quickens, and I throw my head back, giving her access to my neck, which she latches onto, all teeth and sucking. She's marking me, and it's almost my undoing.

"Bella," I say, giving her a warning that I'm close.

She pulls me in for a messy kiss and takes my hand and places it on her throbbing bundle of nerves.

I rub fast circles and watch my dick disappear inside her perfect pussy. When her grip on my shoulders tightens and she starts to come, I grab her hips and pull her up and down on me as I chase my own release.

Bella lets me have my way with her and gives a high keening cry when I thrust and empty my seed deep inside her.

She slips off my lap and reaches for her clothes. "I really needed that."

I can't help but laugh and agree.

"We still need to close the bar," she says when she's dressed.

"I'm gonna need a minute to catch my breath."

She just chuckles and climbs out of the car, leaving me to wonder what the hell just happened.