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Adrienne (II)

In response to that, Gabe’s cheeks turned a darker shade of red. He wanted the same things as Adrienne. He wanted to touch her too but his arms stuck to his sides. In a few hours time, when he laid in bed, he would regret not making a move on her. Her lips met his neck, she littered wet kisses all over the open skin and his dick twitched so badly he was sure he would cum in his pants.

“Gabie,” Adrienne whispered. It wasn’t his name but he would answer to anything this sex goddess called him. His eyes flickered to her face and she moaned. Her voice lowered, running over him like melted gold. “I have never fucked a geek before. Huh, Gabie. Do you want to be my first?”

He managed to give her breasts a small squeeze, caress her nipples through her top and she let out a moan that sounded too fake to his ears. It hurt his fragile ego and he repeated the action but Adrienne’s moan only grew louder and faker. She pried his hands off her chest, he licked his lips.

“You are too gentle.” Gabe nodded in agreement. He was gentle because he didn’t know how it should be done. And he was also shy. She would be his first. Her lips inched closer to his ear, her tongue tickled his earlobe and she grinded against his bulge. “Gabie… I like rough, fast, hard sex.”

Giving him no chance to process her words, she stepped back. Her fingers moved to his buckle, she took off his belt and set to work on his fly. Each second felt like an eon, he looked down at her, willing her to hurry so her lips would close around his painfully throbbing dick. After what felt like hours, Adrienne finally unzipped him. His thick cock sprung out and she clapped in excitement. No one had been this excited about his dick. But then, he didn’t have anyone to show it to anyway. He revelled in her awe-struck face.

“Just like I predicted, you are huge.” The look of pride on her face made him blush to his roots. Gabe looked away but she drew his face back to pinch his cheeks. She licked his lips and stroked his dick again. “Aw. Is poor Gabie shy?”

Sadly, yes. Gabe had a dick size that would shame a pornstar but he had no idea how to use it beyond pleasuring himself with his hands. His eyes clenched shut when she caressed his balls and her cold fingers trailed a line on his pulsing length. He was so close, too close to the edge.

A faraway sound drifted to his ears and his eyelids fluttered open. A door on the one-storey motel opened, the occupants—a man and a woman staggered into the corridor. Adrienne knelt in front of him. Her tongue flickered over the crown of his cock, she sucked gently, spreading the precum all over his crown and Gabe hissed. She was so good at this he didn’t want her to stop.

“People are watching,” he said when the couple looked in their direction. Adrienne was protected by his shadow but a part of him wanted them to be cautious. “They can see us.”

Another flick on his dick and he almost took back his words. The thought of getting caught excited him. A sexy vixen sucking a nerd. He might even lose his virginity in a public place.

She looked up to him, his precum glistening on her lips. “Then let’s give them a show, Gabie.”

Gabe didn’t understand her words till Adrienne tugged his trousers down his long legs. She rid him of his clothing, leaving his lower body exposed to the cold. His dick jerked again in protest.

“Come find me,” she whispered and disappeared in the direction of the corridor. “Hurry, Gabie.”

Gabe stared at her retreating figure, then back at his erection that was slowly shrinking in response to the chill air.

Wait a second.

She must be kidding, right? Even this was too much for someone who was bold and naughty.

Another glance at his throbbing dick told him Adrienne was not kidding and a moment longer out here might lead to a death from blue balls, that was if the cold didn’t kill him first. He was doomed.

The sound of skin slapping onto skin caught his attention. He looked up to see the couple fucking shamelessly in the corridor. He groaned. He wanted to be the man but with Adrienne in the woman’s position. He would ram into her from behind as she held onto a pole for dear life while yelling out his name. The idea of people watching while he fucked his woman weirdly pleased him

Closing the door of his car with his foot, he used his hands as a shield for his dick and hopped in the direction Adrienne went. In a sick way, Gabe found this whole thing exciting. Clueless, walking around half-naked in the middle of the night to conquer the prize. He could almost taste his victory. His friends would die of disbelief when he tells them about it.

His excitement dwindled when he got no response from the first room. Gabe was reluctant to knock on the third and fourth door. By the time he got to the ninth door, he was fuming. Adrienne had his keys. His car keys, briefs and pants, those were the only reasons he had not left.

The occupants of the tenth door laughed at him, they found his state of undress funny. He jogged off before they got a chance to bring out their cameras, his dick quickly deflating the further he ran.

This was no longer funny nor exciting.

Cursing as he pressed his ear to the eleventh door, he knocked twice. If this was not the right room, he would leave, sleep on the hood of his car if he had to.

Silence greeted him. He knocked again.

Nothing.

The lights were off and no sound came from within. Another dead end. Fuck Adrienne. Fuck this because he was leaving.

A step away from the door and the lights flickered on. The door creaked open. Adrienne dragged him inside by the collar of his plaid shirt with an arrogant smirk on her lips.

“Took you long enough.” His inside coiled and recoiled with anger. Greg wanted to punish her. Pushing him on the bed, she crawled on top of him. “You’re late. I was getting bored, Gabie.”

His frown turned into a scowl. “My name is Gabe.” She pouted. Anger stewed his inside. She left him in the cold without a clue yet she blamed him for showing up late. He made to stand but she placed a finger on his chest and clicked her tongue. Gabe snapped. Flipping positions so she was pinned underneath him, he held her hands above her head. His anger dissipated at the sight of her gorgeous cleavage but the need to punish her stayed with him. “Stop moving, Adrienne.”

“Is Daddy mad?” she breathed out.

Adrienne shook free from his grasp. Her finger trailed his hard body and his dick rose from its slumber. She swiped her tongue over her lip and her hands descended to her breasts. “Daddy?”

Lust blanketed his face as Adrienne manhandled her boobs. She pulled her tank top over her head and he was faced with a set of pink nipples. He wanted to touch them but was that okay?

“What will Daddy do about this naughty girl?” she asked in a throaty whisper. To buttress her point, she rubbed her legs together and arched her back. “Daddy. . .” His balls sprung back to life when she caressed them. Her legs locked around his waist. “Daddy can punish his little slut for the night.”

“Really?” Gabe murmured. Adrienne’s head jerked in a nod. “You want me to call you a slut?”

Another nod from Adrienne and he let out a soft breath. “Call me anything you want, Daddy.”

“Are you sure?” he asked again and she nodded harder.

This was real.

An evil glint crept into his eyes and she flashed him a smile to encourage him to continue. This was his dream come true.

He grabbed a fistful of her hair, she winced and his fingers dug deeper into her scalp. With a grip on her hair, he forced her into a kneeling position, on all fours with her ass jutting in the air.

“Stop me if it hurts.”

“No, Daddy,” she purred and he tugged harshly on her hair. She hissed out a moan, throwing a lustful look over her shoulder. “I’ll be anything for you tonight. I can handle it.”

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