I think about lifting Liz up and carrying her up the stairs to the bedroom. But with her legs wrapped tight around my waist, and the warmth of her pussy radiating into me, I know I just can't wait. I have to christen this kitchen table and every other spot in this apartment.
I take off her skirt and panties, her bra and blouse and then lay her back with her legs spread wide open like they always are when I examine her. Only this time, she's completely naked, completely uncovered, completely mine to do with what I want without the threat of anyone getting in the way.
"I love your curvy body," I tell her, tracing my hand up and down her breasts, her stomach, her sides, her hips, her thighs.
I do the same thing with kisses now, my lips traveling the expanse of her body. When I get to her inner thigh, she moans.
"I want to make you feel as good as you always make me feel," I tell her, pressing on her clit while my tongue traces teasing circles around her labia.
"Oh, you always do, Derek," she says.
"But I haven't tasted your sweet little pussy, and that's a shame."
"That's definitely a shame, I agree," she says.
I bend down and take her clit in my mouth, gently sucking, prodding, biting.
"Oh, my God," she says, her hands gripping my head. "That feels so amazingly good."
I reach up and trace the skin around her nipples before twisting them as I simultaneously suck harder on her clit. She wraps her legs around my head and lifts up her hips.
"I love how you eat my pussy," she says, grinding herself into my mouth.
Her perfect juices drip out of her pussy and I slurp them up while playing with her clit.
"You're going to make me come, Derek," she says, her breathing getting heavier and her fingers grasping my hair harder.
I suck on her clit until she's moaning, crying out, "Oh my God, Derek, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming."
Then I pick her up and set her down on the floor. I reach for the condom in my pocket and then take off my clothes. She's doggy style in front of me on all fours on the kitchen floor. This is a position I'd never be able to take her in at my office, so I love it.
I spread her legs open wider, so I can see her entire pussy and ass in front of my face. I spread them open and then I can't help but put my lips back on her pussy once again, loving the taste of her wetness and feel of her folds against my mouth.
I gnaw on her clit while I insert three fingers into her pussy hole.
"Derek," she screams, not having to worry about being quiet or holding back any more. "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Finally satisfied that I've made her feel good, I plunge my cock into her eager pussy. I hold onto her hips and thrust in and out of her, loving how amazing it feels to watch her ass bounce against me while I fuck her.
"Does this feel good, my little slut? My little fake fiancé?" I ask her, as I slap her ass.
"It feels so good, Derek."
"Were you a naughty little girl? You were caught sneaking around and your mom found out? You deserve another spanking."
Whap.
I hit her again, leaving red marks this time, but she moans as if she likes it.
"Yes, I'm your naughty little girl. My mom caught you fucking me."
I ravage her with my cock, while my finger traces the outline of her ass hole.
"I'm going to take your anal virginity too," I tell her, and the thought makes my cock swell hard and full inside her, filling her all the way up. "But not yet. I have to give you something to look forward to."
"I'm not giving that up until I get married," she says, with a laugh.
I can't tell if she's joking, and I can't tell if it's a challenge. Maybe she wants this to be real, too. Or maybe she really does want to save that part of herself for her wedding night.
I thrust a few more times inside her until I just can't take it anymore.
"Well one of these days I'm really going to do it," I tell her. She can take my statement— said immediately after hers— in whatever way she wants. "I'm going to fuck your perfect little asshole."
As I say it I stick my thumb into her asshole and she jumps, but then she leans back into it, as if she likes it.
"That's right, you're my dirty little girl," I tell her, pounding her pussy with my cock while I spank her ass. "You want my cock in your ass. And you want me to fuck your pussy raw, so you can feel my cum shooting inside you."
Just then I do start to come, and she does as well.
"I'm coming with you, Liz," I grunt, grabbing her ass and pulling her towards me so that I'm stuffing her pussy with my cock as much as possible.
"Oh, my God," she says, collapsing onto the tile floor. "I'm so exhausted."
"Me too," I tell her, joining her and sneaking my arm under her head.
She buries her face into my bicep.
"That was amazing," she says. "I like it in the office, but I love it here where we're free to be as loud and crazy as we want to be."
"Do you love it enough to write about it in your diary?" I ask her, taking out the crinkled-up piece of paper from my pocket.
"I want Dr. Monroe to tie me up and take me from behind…" I begin reading, and she grabs it out of my hand.
"Stop it!" she says. "It's embarrassing."
"Oh, it is not," I tell her. "It's amazingly hot. You should write erotica."
"Yeah, well you should narrate it, since you're so good at speaking into your recorder during our little office exam sessions."
We both laugh, but I don't think it's a bad idea.
"I really did like being able to scream your name nice and loud," she says. "And not having to worry about anyone interrupting us. Although sometimes that's half the fun— as long as it's not my mom."
"We'll still do that," I tell her. "And this too. I think this fake engagement is going to work very well."
"Me too," she says. "Except, I just remembered…"
"Yes?" I ask her, looking into her mischievously sparkling eyes.
"I have no way to get to my job tomorrow, or to class for that matter."
"No problem," I tell her, glad she's asking for my help for once. "I have an extra Maserati you can use."
"Seriously?" she asks, raising an eyebrow at me.
"You know I don't lie about something as important as a Maserati."
"Only about something as important as an engagement, huh?"
"Very funny," I tell her, reaching down to squeeze her on her perfect, curvy ass.
It was a funny joke though. And it shows me she's having similar feelings about this fake engagement as I am. I think she wants it to be real. And I do too, although I'm not going to risk rejection by telling her that.
It would be a crazy idea. She would laugh me out of her temporary apartment. And I want to spend the night with her and fuck her all over again in the morning.
So, I just sigh and run my fingers through her hair and say, "You really are quite the catch, my little Liz."
Fake engagement or not, I'm glad I caught her by whatever method I could.