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The Bad Boy and the Tomboy

Putty in His Hands

Putty in His Hands

Apr 27, 2022

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He put his mouth back on me and began suckling at my lower lips, hungrily. Catching my ass to pull me closer against him. Working my pussy masterfully. His tongue returning to the tiny nub and winding around it until it was sensitive and swollen. At the same time, he drove his pointed into my entrance. Creating a delicious pleasure that had primal sounds rolling up my throat and I had to bite them down.

My fingers turned to claws and dug into the wooden wall as I desperately clung to my tenuous control. Feeling myself fragmenting and loosing my mind at his ministrations. The tension was becoming too much. Rising too high. Coiling too violently.

My body began to violently shake against him, and my head fell back. A pleased scream ripping from my lips as I fed him my climax and he suckled it from me eagerly. Moaning deep into the core of my body.

“Whoa…” Someone said from outside. “That can be only one thing.”

I heard the male drawing closer and clutched Eric’s head in fear.

He pulled away slightly.

“Pull up your pants, Sweetheart.” He whispered.

I heard the knob rattling, but the guy couldn’t get in and I realized that Eric was holding it closed. Thank God.

My legs shook as I dragged my shorts back up and redid the button which had come open at some point. I had to try several times because I was shaking so bad.

What’d he just do to me? I’d never felt anything like that.

As I finished adjusting my clothes, I felt Eric’s presence rise to stand over me.

“Ready?” He asked.

Not nearly. I wanted to whimper.

“They’re all going to know what we were doing in here.”

“They sure will.” He was grinning again. This close, I could see the white flash of his teeth.

“You wanted them to.” I whispered in outrage. “You truly are a monster.”

“You’ve no idea what kind of monster I can be, Sweetheart…”

***

I was fully dressed so he pushed open the door. Watching the anger on my face. I stood on my toes to give him a filthy look. Tempted to slap the smirk right off his pretty mouth.

“What’s wrong, Tomboy?” He queried in a hushed murmur. “Still pouting ‘cause you lost.”

“I should hit you.”

“Don’t tease me with a good time.”

An epiphany struck me, and my brows shot up to my forehead.

“No.” He lifted a finger. “I know that look. And whatever you’re thinking about doing, do not.”

I gave an evil giggle behind my tight lips.

“Don’t get cute, Allie Kat. Or I’ll close this door and pickup right where I left off.”

“Hard to manage, now what I’m dry as the Sahara.” I turned and tossed my hair. Stalking past him and walking out into the packed room. Ignoring the countless sets of staring eyes and loud jeering.

“Thought you didn’t like our boy, Allison?” One of Eric’s friends remarked.

“Seems like you sure as shit do now!” Another joked.

Eric walked out behind me. Looking like the cat that had eaten the canary.

“Yo, bro.” One walked over to shake his hand.

“Not yet, Jakey. She’s a good girl…So far.”

I looked over my shoulder to give him a withering look.

“But we’ll see how long that lasts…”

“Long enough to get past you!” I declared.

“Ooh.” Jakey said appreciatively. “Some fire in this one, Eric. You sure about all this?”

“More than I’ve ever been.” His eyes zeroed in on me and I wasn’t entirely certain I knew what they meant.

Nor do I want to.

***

“I’m going home, Eric!” I called. “Whether I have to drive your car myself or not.”

“The hell you will!” He jogged to catch up to me. Half laughing.

I cast him a sullen look as he matched my pace.

“What?” He grinned with a shrug. “Don’t be sore, Allie Kat. It’s really not that big of deal. Kids go in that closet all the time.”

“Maybe with you!”

“They would with you too, if you’d give someone half a chance!” He retorted exasperatedly.

I dragged my tongue over my teeth. A sure indicator I was furious.

“It’s not that big of deal!” He tossed his hands.

“Then why was it so important to you that they all knew we were in there together, to begin with.”

He tipped his head grudgingly. “I like people thinking your mine. What’s wrong with enjoying that?”

I stopped mid-step and he did too. “Depends on the reason why.”

He floundered a moment, his eyes skidding downward before returning to me. “Well, you’re practically the town prude. Makes me look like ten kinds of a stud to crack you.”

I bared my teeth. Considering biting. “You’re just trying to make me angry now! Because you don’t want to tell me the truth.”

He deflated a little before saying quietly. “You can’t see the truth, Allie. Not even when it’s right in-front of your pretty face.”

He flicked the tip of my nose. Knowing it’d send me off into the stratosphere.

“You’re an atrocious excuse for a human being!” I could no longer resist launching myself at him.

***

He dodged one slap and casually batted away another. Retreating a long step. Which made me pursue him. I swung again and he blocked it and swept it down between us.

“Best stop, Allie Kat. Or I’ll have to defend myself.”

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I did vaguely recall that he had done martial arts for years. But at the moment I was seeing red. Heat pounded behind my forehead and I was determined to hit him.

Just once.

Or until I feel better.

But he deflected one more and then caught my waist, pinning my arms to my sides and swinging me around.

I blinked in shock. Realizing that my feet dangled above the ground.

I wiggled in his grip. “Put me down.”

“If that’s what you want.” A wicked twinkle brightened his eyes. And those teeth flashed again before he abruptly released me.

I still didn’t fully register that he’d rounded to hold me over the pool until I was probably knee deep in the cool water.

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