I wanted to kiss him so badly that when it actually happened, I didn't want to let go of him ever again. His kiss was so deep and assertive; his silky tongue intertwined with mine, wanting to explore every corner of my mouth; his hands slid down my back down to my waist, bringing me closer and closer to his body; one of his hands went to stop on the back of my neck; now it was him guiding the kiss. Garrett Ward was kissing me with as much need as if he had been wanting to do this for a long time. That kiss made me think about the possibility that all this time he was away from me if he was missing my lips, because really we had just one and only night until now, which was too insufficient.
If it weren't for the lack of air, I would still be enjoying his kiss for the rest of the night. While we were breathing heavily into each other, he was still licking and sucking at the corners of my mouth. "Next time, I want to go out drinking with you." He murmured amid kisses and caresses.
"But you don't; you like to drink alone at home."
"Now I'll reconsider; take me out with your friends next time." I agree with that proposal of his.
"My friends aren't your big fans."
"They don't like me because I'm rich, and they don't; that's discrimination." I laughed louder after that line. It was true that there was a big chasm that separated Garrett Ward from me and my friends because of his money and the kind of life he led.
"One day I'll take you to a barbecue with my friends, and then they'll get to know you better…" After saying that, I cut myself. What was I talking about if I didn't even know him that well? At that same moment, I remembered all those days I spent crying and depressed because of his absence, and I pushed him away from me. In the process, I ended up tripping over my own feet, and I would have violently fallen to the ground if not for his arms supporting me.
"Hey, take it easy." He asked, making me get back on my feet.
"Get your hands off me, you big idiot. I hate you!" I said that, starting to punch him in the chest to get him to let go of me. "You are a disgusting bastard; you don't deserve my love!"
"Lily, please don't." He spoke in exasperation, but didn't stop me as I hit him. He made me hate him more. I wanted him to stop me; I wanted him to react; I wanted him to yell at me and make me hate him some more.
"You're worthless; I hate you so much!" My hands went down to his lower abdomen, where I held his belt, which was starting to open with a certain piece. When I saw what I was going to do, he took both my hands and made me stop while I was almost putting my hand inside his pants.
"What will you do?" I shook my arms, moving his hands away from mine, and then put my two hands on his erection, holding his virile member and taking it out. I started to make back and forth movements with my hand closed on his penis while I cried with sobs of rage; although I was clumsy, I didn't intend to stop. "What are y-you doing, Lily...?" He stuttered in his speech and wanted to push my hand away, but I stopped him.
"I already told you not to stop me!"
"But you're drunk, Lily."
"I'm not. I'm sober enough to know what I'm doing!" So I crouched down and grabbed his entire long member in my mouth at once and started sucking, using all the imagination I had when my friend told me how it was.
"No, Lily… Argh!" He moaned heavily, still trying to pull me away, but his member was already in my mouth, and I was sucking as badly as I wanted. He braced his hand on the nearby wall behind me and was panting and moaning as I sucked his cock deep. "I won't be able to control myself like this… Holy crap!" I had swallowed his entire member down my throat; I wasn't doing anything pretty or clean; the grotesque way he came in my mouth wasn't pretty to look at; he left my mouth all smeared, but I took my tongue and slid it all over my mouth so as not to let any trace of his liquid escape in my mouth, because everything else I had already swallowed. I went back to sucking his member, which was as hard and erect as stone, which I liked more.
Some people and vehicles passed by us, but because it was so dark in that part of the alley, those people couldn't really see what we were doing. At this point, I cared about anything other than Garrett Ward. I got up, leaving his member hanging erect between his legs, and then I turned around with my back to him. I held his member from behind while I lifted my dress, which was already tiny and tight against my body. Garrett Ward held my waist and raised it a little, lifting my body up so that his cock fit right into my entrance from behind. "That's right. Go on… Awn!" I had parted the fabric of my pants to the side to allow his member to penetrate me at once.
"Are you always this naughty when you're drunk?" Garrett whispered/gasped in my ear as he gripped my waist tightly, pulling me closer to his body. "What a fucking good pussy! I can't resist, I can't...!"
"Fuck me, fuck me like you've never fucked anyone in your life before. Deep in that hot pussy… Awn…" I moaned slyly as Garrett Ward was fucking me deep and hard. I rested my hands on the wall in front of me to gain friction, feeling the wonder that she this hot man was fucking me from behind in some alley in the city of York.