Summer shuddered again and swallowed hard. “Are you just going to tease me with it, or are you going to satisfy both of us? Somewhere out of the rain?” she managed. She had to put her foot down, knees weakening, and cling to him again.
Pietro shrugged. “I don’t know,” he said, sliding a hand up between her legs and vibrating it again. “Just how wet and wanting are you? And well, I was thinking that. Like I said, we haven’t done it outside yet,” he said, still whispering in her ear.
Her voice was thick. “Not enough — god, Pietro — not enough to let you take me out here.” She turned her head to catch at his mouth, teeth digging into his lip.”People are starting to stare,” she whispered.
She shifted less comfortably when the hand on her ass vibrated. “That tickles.” She bestowed another kiss on him, light and quick, and grinned. “It’s not what your hands are doing that makes me sound like that, Petya, it’s your mouth.”
Pietro rolled his eyes. “Well then as long as you’re wanting me,” he said moving to whisper into her ear now, “And I’m wanting to hear you scream and moan my name over and over as I make you cum so hard you won’t be able to walk right.”
Summer shuddered again and swallowed hard. “Are you just going to tease me with it, or are you going to satisfy both of us? Somewhere out of the rain?” she managed. She had to put her foot down, knees weakening, and cling to him again.
Summer made a deep, throaty moan, twitching her hips up a little and even rising on her toes. Her skin shivered under his touch, and she lost all semblance of dominance over the situation.
Petro had the hand holding her ass vibrate as his other hand slid down her body and stopped right at the waistline. ”What was that? I’m gonna have to work harder?”
She shifted less comfortably when the hand on her ass vibrated. “That tickles.” She bestowed another kiss on him, light and quick, and grinned. “It’s not what your hands are doing that makes me sound like that, Petya, it’s your mouth.”
She put her head back, laughing. “You’re going to have to work harder if that’s what you want.” She hitched her leg up around his hip and pulled them closer together. “Petya, the fun /is/ the other reason.”
Pietro nodded, his hand moving around her leg now as she lifted it against him, “Well, I intend to,” he said, sliding his hand up her leg to grip her ass. ”Well good, I thought there was something else I was missing,” he said, kissing her hard and deeply, his other hand sliding around the front of her body, vibrating softly.
Summer made a deep, throaty moan, twitching her hips up a little and even rising on her toes. Her skin shivered under his touch, and she lost all semblance of dominance over the situation.
“I am plenty of fun,” she said haughtily. “You want to do it in a garden somewhere, up against a window overlooking the street, fine. Just not here.” She shifted against him, letting go her grip on his hair to draw her fingernails down the back of his neck. “Does it shock you,” she whispered, mouth curving in a sly smile, “to know that I want you for reasons other than sex?”
“Sometimes,” he said laughing a little. “I never said right here, I just want to get you wet enough to want me to take you right here and now,” he said, sliding a hand up along her thigh. “Yes, really does. I thought we…isn’t this thing we have going just sex and fun?”
She put her head back, laughing. “You’re going to have to work harder if that’s what you want.” She hitched her leg up around his hip and pulled them closer together. “Petya, the fun /is/ the other reason.”
“I don’t — ooh — know where you got the idea that I was /nice/,” she muttered, knees going weak. “But no, dearest darling beloved Pietro, the sex is most definitely not the only reason I missed you. If I just wanted sex, albeit spectacular sex, I would pay for it.” She pulled his head back a little bit by the hair. “And we are not doing this outside.”
Pietro rolled his eyes. “Well, sometimes. You know, when you’re doing that moaning and screaming thing,” he said with a cocky grin. He pulled back as she pulled his hair, “I seem to have missed something here. I thought that’s why you wanted me around? And I’m better than any hooker, I have a vibrating penis,” he said sighing a little, “You are no fun, Summer.”
“I am plenty of fun,” she said haughtily. “You want to do it in a garden somewhere, up against a window overlooking the street, fine. Just not here.” She shifted against him, letting go her grip on his hair to draw her fingernails down the back of his neck. “Does it shock you,” she whispered, mouth curving in a sly smile, “to know that I want you for reasons other than sex?”
Summer tilted her head back against the wall, returning his grin. “I’m not an exhibitionist, darling.” She shuddered under his mouth. “What, you really think the sex is the only reason I missed you? Idiot.” One hand threaded into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp.
Pietro smiled, “I never said anything about people seeing us, just in a place they might. It’s one of my turn-ons Summer,” he said biting down on her neck harder and sucking down. ”Well isn’t it? And don’t be rude while I’m doing this. It’s not nice.”
“I don’t — ooh — know where you got the idea that I was /nice/,” she muttered, knees going weak. “But no, dearest darling beloved Pietro, the sex is most definitely not the only reason I missed you. If I just wanted sex, albeit spectacular sex, I would pay for it.” She pulled his head back a little bit by the hair. “And we are not doing this outside.”
She laughed, holding on to him with wet strands of hair falling over her face. “I can tell,” she teased, “but I really don’t think that’s a good idea. Not on the street.” She kissed him again, enthusiastically. “God I missed you so much. I can’t believe how much I missed you.”
Pietro grinned, shrugging a little, “You know we haven’t done it in a public area yet. I’m just saying,” he said, moving his lips down her neck, kissing it softly as he pushed her back against the nearby wall. ”The sex was that good huh? I’m not exactly surprised though.”
Summer tilted her head back against the wall, returning his grin. “I’m not an exhibitionist, darling.” She shuddered under his mouth. “What, you really think the sex is the only reason I missed you? Idiot.” One hand threaded into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp.
“Wh—oh!” Summer squeaked helplessly, clinging to Pietro. When he finally let her breathe, she was completely soaked and holding onto him with both hands. “Pietro!” Her grin lit up her whole face. “Oh my god!” She kissed him again, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Pietro smiled as his hands moved along her now wet clothes; the way they clung to her body made him even more wanting and excited. ”I am so tempted to just rip you out of those wet clothes right now. I hope you know that.”
She laughed, holding on to him with wet strands of hair falling over her face. “I can tell,” she teased, “but I really don’t think that’s a good idea. Not on the street.” She kissed him again, enthusiastically. “God I missed you so much. I can’t believe how much I missed you.”
Pietro appeared out of nowhere, the rain pouring down hard as he took Summer out into the pouring rain, both of their clothes becoming soaked as he pressed his lips to hers hard, a hand gripping her tightly against his body. ”Miss me?”
“Wh—oh!” Summer squeaked helplessly, clinging to Pietro. When he finally let her breathe, she was completely soaked and holding onto him with both hands. “Pietro!” Her grin lit up her whole face. “Oh my god!” She kissed him again, wrapping her arms around his neck.
