“Sure.” He squeezes my side and moves us so we’re side by side, then we walk through the masses of people with Corey moving us, so no one hits us as we make our way away from the crowds. My body moves in closer. It doesn’t go unnoticed by Corey either. His eyes whip to mine. I smile, and he winks, causing my body to light up from the inside out. It also tells me we’re on the exact same page tonight.
7
BULLET
We make it to my camper. I drove it up here early in the morning to get a spot away from everyone. There’s nothing like being single and hearing your brothers get their rocks off with their women. It’s damn uncomfortable. Tonight, that won’t be happening, not with the vibes Valentina is giving off, only amplifying it when she tugs on my hand the second we’re at the door to my camper. That’s all it fucking takes.
“You good with this?” I ask her as she walks backwards, my body right on top of hers as we do this dance together. How she has her arms wrapped around my shoulders and is attempting to kiss me while somehow keeping up, I have no idea.
“So good.” My hands move to her lower back, feeling her skin. Goose bumps are forming in their wake.
“Good. This time, I want you up against the camper, ass out, watchin’ it move as I glide in and out of your cunt.” Shit, I’ll probably blow my load entirely too soon. The thought of watchin’ her ass bounce, those dimples on her lower back… I can imagine it now, fuckin’ her bare, pullin’ out, not comin’ inside her, and instead jerkin’ my cock and coming on her ass and those dimples. That is goin’ to happen. Might not be tonight, but it will be soon, real damn soon.
“Corey.” Her eyes close, stopping me in my tracks when she says my name like that, that soft croon smooth as silk.
“Fuck, I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Another few steps, and we’re right where I want her, away from pryin’ eyes and that fuckin’ menace Dice. I’d kill him, my own damn brother, if he got a look at Valentina in the throes of pleasure. That’s all it would take.
“Hurry,” she pleads, spinning around while unbuttoning her pants, and I’m stunned speechless. Valentina is as needy for me as I am for her.
“Son of a bitch.” I follow her lead. The sound of my zipper slices through the air as her creamy skin appears when she steps out of one leg, spreading her legs for me. I step back, crouch down, and spread her ass, wanting to taste her even if it’s just one swipe of my tongue along the lips of that luscious body of hers.
“Corey!” Her voice carries through the air as my tongue swirls around her clit, dragging it down until I’m at the entrance to her center. I already know one taste will never be enough, so instead of getting back to my feet and fuckin’ her until we both get ours, I continue tasting her, not stopping. When she reaches behind her, fisting my hair in her hands, there’s no way I’ll quit. The sweetness along with the salty flavor, how she’s so wet, and knowing it has fuck all to do with anybody else except me… Fuck, that makes me feel like the best man on earth.
“Stop, Corey, you have to stop, or I’ll come now and won’t be able to with you again.” That eats at a place in my chest that’s never ached before.
“This time, I’ll do as you ask, but, Valentina, we’ll be coming back to that.” I take one last lick with my tongue, hating that my mouth is leaving her cunt. Her whole body shivers as I do.
“Oh God.” I stand up. My hand moves to my cock as I try to stave off the desire to rut like a deer in heat. The only thing stopping me is the need to protect her. Fuck, if I had half a mind to talk to her about it earlier tonight, or even now, I’d be begging to taker her bare. That’s not the case, and I’m too close to the edge to even attempt any kind of conversation.
“Corey,” she coos once I’m gloved up with a condom and dragging the head of my cock between the lips of her pussy, chasing it with the movements of her hips.
“Steady, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.” I pull the hand I was using on my dick away and step closer to her, wanting her front plastered to the camper, needing to feel our bodies as connected as possible even though the fact that I’m wearing a damn condom is dampening that effect. Next time, though, we’ll be talking about the need to go without.