Hidden desires

LEAKED AND WATCHED 2

Jayla stood frozen just outside the stall door. Her heart hammered against her ribs. Devin stared back at her, his cargo shorts still shoved down to his mid-thighs.

His thick, dark c**k hung heavy between his legs, still half-hard and shiny with come. White streaks clung to the head and ran down the shaft. A puddle of it glistened on the tile floor near his sneakers. The salty, musky smell of his release mixed with the sharp bleach scent of the restroom.

Devin didn’t move to cover himself. He kept his eyes locked on hers.

“I’ve wanted you for a long time, Jayla,” he said, voice low and steady. “Even before I saw those pictures. I waited for you to notice me. I waited for a moment like this.”

Jayla’s mouth felt dry. She remembered all the times Devin had been there for her. Last semester when her car broke down on campus, he drove across town to pick her up without asking for gas money. The night Justin got too drunk at a party and started yelling at her, Devin stepped in, and walked her back to her apartment.

She remembered catching him looking at her during group hangouts, his eyes lingering on her chest or her ass when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. She had felt the same pull toward him but never acted on it. Now it hit her hard. He had been into her the same way she had been into him.

Devin took one slow step closer. His c**k swayed with the movement. A thin string of come still dripped from the tip.

He reached out and cupped her face with one big hand. His palm felt warm against her cheek. Then he pulled her in and kissed her.

The kiss started soft but turned hungry fast. His tongue pushed into her mouth, tasting her. Jayla moaned quietly against his lips. Her hands came up and gripped his team jersey. She could feel the hard muscle underneath. Heat rushed between her legs again. Her n*****s tightened against the inside of her red bra.

Devin’s other hand slid down her back and grabbed her ass through her ripped jeans. He squeezed, pulling her body tight against his. His c**k pressed against her stomach, still warm and sticky. She felt it twitch as it started getting hard again.

Jayla’s breath came faster. She reached down between them and wrapped her fingers around his thickening shaft. It felt heavy and hot in her hand. She stroked slowly feeling the slick come still coating him. Devin groaned into her mouth.

But then he pulled back. His lips left hers with a wet sound.

“No,” he said, breathing hard. “Not here. A toilet is no place to f**k a lady like you.”

He tucked himself back into his shorts, zipped up, and took her hand. “Come with me.”

Jayla didn’t argue. Her legs felt shaky as they left the restroom together. They moved quickly through the stadium tunnels and out to the parking lot. Devin led her to his black SUV with tinted windows. He opened the passenger door for her, then got in the driver’s seat.

The drive was quiet at first. Jayla’s panties felt soaked. Every bump in the road made her c**t throb. She kept stealing glances at the bulge in Devin’s shorts.

Ten minutes later they pulled up to a modern building close to campus. Devin parked in the underground garage and took her up in a private elevator. The doors opened straight into a sleek penthouse.

Floor-to-ceiling windows showed the city lights. A huge king bed sat in the open bedroom area. The place smelled clean, like fresh linen and a hint of his cologne.

Devin kicked the door shut behind them. He turned to Jayla and pulled her close again. This time the kiss was rougher. His hands grabbed the bottom of her cropped hoodie and yanked it up over her head. He tossed it aside. Her red bra came next. He unhooked it with one hand and let her full breasts spill free. Her dark n*****s were already hard, the silver hoops catching the light.

“f**k, you’re beautiful,” he muttered.

He cupped both breasts, thumbs rubbing over her n*****s. Jayla gasped at the touch. He leaned down and sucked one n****e into his mouth, tongue flicking the hoop. Wet heat shot straight to her p***y. She moaned and arched her back, pushing more of her breast into his mouth.

Devin walked her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed. He pushed her down gently so she sat on the mattress. He knelt between her spread thighs and unbuttoned her jeans. He pulled them down her legs along with her soaked black panties in one smooth motion. Cool air hit her wet p***y. She was dripping. A thin string of her arousal stretched between her folds and the fabric as he tossed the panties aside.

Devin spread her thighs wider with his hands. He looked at her exposed p***y for a long moment.

“You are so wet already, all because you watched me stroke myself to your pictures.” He said.

He leaned in and dragged his tongue slowly up her slit. Jayla’s hips jerked. The wet, warm pressure on her c**t made her moan loud.

He licked again, firmer this time, circling her swollen c**t with the flat of his tongue. He sucked the sensitive bud into his mouth and flicked it fast. Jayla’s hands flew to his dreads, gripping tight. Her thighs started to shake.

Devin pushed two thick fingers inside her. Her p***y was tight and slick. He curled them, stroking the spot inside that made her see stars. The wet squelching sound filled the room as he pumped his fingers in and out while sucking her c**t.

Jayla’s back arched off the bed. “Devin, oh f**k!”

He didn’t stop. He kept licking and fingering her until her legs trembled hard. Her orgasm hit fast. Her p***y clenched around his fingers. She cried out, hips bucking against his face as she came. Wetness flooded his mouth and chin.

Devin pulled his fingers out and stood up. He stripped off his jersey and shorts. His c**k sprang free again, fully hard now, thick and dark with veins standing out. Pre-come beaded at the tip.

He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed the head of his c**k up and down her slick folds, coating himself in her juices. Then he pushed forward.

Jayla gasped as he stretched her open. Inch by inch, his thick c**k slid inside her until his hips pressed against hers. She felt so full. Her walls gripped him tight.

Devin groaned. “Goddamn, you feel better than I imagined.”

He started thrusting slow at first, then harder. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed in the penthouse. Each deep stroke made her breasts bounce. Devin leaned down and sucked on her n*****s again while he f****d her. The silver hoops clicked against his teeth.

Jayla wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. Sweat slicked their skin. The smell of s*x filled the air; her arousal, his sweat, the faint trace of his earlier c*m.

Devin picked up speed. He f****d her harder, hips snapping forward. The head of his c**k hit deep inside her with every thrust. Jayla’s moans turned into sharp cries. Her second orgasm built fast.

“I’m gonna come again,” she gasped.

“Come on my c**k, baby. Squeeze around me.” Devin growled.

Her p***y clamped down hard around him. Pleasure crashed through her. She screamed his name as she came, thighs shaking violently around him. Her juices coated his shaft and dripped down to his balls.

Devin kept thrusting through her orgasm. His rhythm turned rough and fast. His balls slapped against her ass. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her chest.

Finally he buried himself deep and groaned loud. His c**k pulsed inside her. Hot, thick spurts of come flooded her p***y. He kept grinding slowly, pushing every drop deep as his orgasm rolled through him.

They stayed locked together, breathing hard. Devin’s c**k softened slightly but stayed inside her. Come leaked out around his shaft and onto the sheets.

He kissed her again, slower this time. Then he pulled out carefully. A thick gush of his come followed, running down her ass and soaking the bed.

Devin rolled to the side and pulled her against his chest. His hand stroked her back gently.

“Be my girl, Jayla, I want you. Only you.” He said quietly.

Jayla looked up at him, her body still buzzed from the orgasms. She nodded. “Yes.”

Devin reached for his phone on the nightstand. He pulled her closer so her head rested on his chest. He snapped a picture of them in bed, both naked, the sheets covering their nudity only showing her leg draped over his, his hand resting possessively on her waist. He posted it to his i********: story with the caption: “Mine now.”

He set the phone down and kissed the top of her head.

Jayla closed her eyes. For the first time since the leak, the shame felt smaller. Devin’s come still leaked slowly from her p***y. His strong arms held her tight.

She felt claimed.