Page 56 of Deliverance

Closing my eyes, I try to push through it, but my god. He has a pencil dickandhe can’t eat pussy? What can he do?

Pushing on his shoulder, I force him to his feet before wrapping my arms around his neck. He gets the hint and his hands come to my bare ass before lifting me into the air and onto his cock. My back is pressed against the stall wall as his tip pushes inside. After being stretched by Asher, Jeremy slides in too easily, but it definitely does something.

I let out a breathy moan as Jeremy does the same.

“Fuck, babe. I’ve wanted this for so long. Wanted you for so long,” he moans.

I nod in acknowledgment before I close my eyes and try to focus on finishing.

“I thought I fucked it all up this summer. I’m sorry I’m a jealous prick,” he confesses.

I don’t respond because honestly, I just want him to shut the fuck up. Of course, he doesn’t.

“God, you feel so good. I love being inside you. I’ll never have enough now, Bridgette.”

Irritation flickers inside me. Alright, now I get how Asher feels when I talk, because I just want this dumb motherfucker to shut up so I can get off.

I wrap my arms around his neck tighter, burying my head into his neck.

“Fuck me harder,” I moan as I attempt to think of something to turn me on.

I can feel my orgasm slipping out of my grasp, and if I can’t get it back soon, I’m going to be one raging bitch.

Hands are the first thing that come to mind. Skating down my skin, cupping my breasts, and tweaking my nipples. Fuck, yeah. I like that. My imagination runs with this sensual fantasy as Jeremy thrusts into me. I imagine my hands reaching out for them. They are soft. So soft before a warm smile flickers in my mind.

Maggie.

My pussy pulses again.

Goddamnit.

I don’t know how to make it stop. Every time I close my eyes it’s her, and god I’m getting wetter by the second.

Fuck it.

Leaning fully into this fantasy, I imagine it’s Maggie beneath me, fucking me against the wall. Maybe she has a strap-on, or maybe it’s just her fingers because they were that good. Either way, it feels like heaven, and having her soft skin pressed against me even in my mind is all I need to fall apart.

I shout and scream on Jeremy’s dick as I ride him through my orgasm. He follows me immediately, like he’s been holding back this whole time. I feel his cum coat the inside of my pussy, filling me up before he slows down.

Our breathing is ragged as he slowly sets me on my feet. I let out a shuddering breath as I reach for the toilet paper and begin cleaning myself up. Thank god for Gallows Hill mandated birth control.

When I’m finished, I turn to see Jeremy staring at me with a dreamy smile. Or at least I assume he thinks it’s dreamy.

“Thanks,” I say as I straighten my skirt and brush past him.

“Wait! Bridgette!” he calls out, but I pretend I don’t hear him as I slip through the bathroom door.

When I make it out to the courtyard, I see Liam and Asher sitting on the cement steps along with a few sophomore girls, Angela, and Mercy. Mercy, in particular, is perched on Asher’s lap, her tongue down his throat.

Fucking bitch.

I don’t make a scene. I don’t storm over there like everyone would expect. Instead, I remain calm, cool and collected as I can before I drop into Liam’s lap. He looks surprised at first. I literally never come on to Liam. After a second, he doesn’t resist, wrapping an arm around me as his fingertips skate around my bare skin just beneath my skirt.

“Well hi there, sweetness. You lost?” He laughs.

I wiggle my ass against his hardening cock as I give him a seductive smile.

“I don’t think so.”