Chapter 120: Sweet Candy Arlo
(ARLO)
Miles’s breaths grow harsher. His eyes are now painfully bright to look at. My excitement grows more by the minute. I should be afraid of him now more than ever yet what I can do is fumble with his belt.
He glances up at the dark sky and snarls. With shaky hands, I unzip his slacks and fumble with my own.
He shoves me against the tree trunk behind me, glaring at me with a feral look. Ravenous even. I press a soft kiss on his lips, whimpering with need. His lips curl like an angry dog about to bite then he pulls my jeans down to my knees. The cold beats my bare ass but I’m too turned to even do something about it.
He lifts me like I weigh nothing then nudges my thighs apart as far as they can go. I didn’t remove the jeans completely so they are still restricting my movement. Even so, I’m still able to spread my thighs apart wide enough for him to settle between my shaky thighs.
The rain pelts on our skin as we ravage each other with hunger. I suck on his tongue feverishly and moan in his greedy mouth. It’s like I’ve gone crazy. I’m not worried about the storm anymore. I’m drenched and shivering, yet all I can think of is Miles rubbing my insides raw. Lust boils immensely below my belly and I hold his gaze.
I lean on him as much as I can as he presses onto me. I hold his piercing gaze, almost like I’m begging him to take me. He begins to grind, hips rippling on my ass cheeks. Like waves crashing on a shore, distracting me from any manner of turmoil I had going on in my head earlier on.
He rubs on my ass cheeks with the hardness of his dick, I can feel how hard he is through his pants. I press onto him harder, squirming with need. His breath tickles my flesh, sending chills through me. Everything in my body tightens my stomach, my nipples, my balls. Everything.
He sneers and presses a kiss on the bite spot on my neck. I moan at the feel of his scratchy beard as he moves his lips around the spot, trailing them down to my Adam’s apple. He holds me with one hand and slips his other palm beneath my t-shirt. My nipple aches beneath his palm.