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Jason wasted no time pressing her against the cool brick. Hands against the wall, she lent forward a little but not so far as to make them visible from behind the dumpster; the dumpster hid them from the people walking by on the street. Jason bunched up her very short dress. A huffy laugh escaped him as he smirked.
“No underwear?” He questioned.
“Why would I bother?"
!SMACK!
She gasped, stifling a yelp as he brought his large hand hard down on her ass.
“Slut.” She got called that every day, but for some reason now was the time she felt heat rising in her cheeks and down to her core. She was quickly brought back to reality by the sound of a zipper; it wasn’t unusual for guys to fuck her with no preparation. Digging her nails into her palms, she braces herself. What she wasn’t expecting was the warm spit that dripped from Jason’s mouth into her slit. With surprisingly gentle hands as he rubs the wetness in, paying special attention to her clit. “That’s a good girl…” His praise nearly made her knees buckle, her hips involuntarily grinding back on him.
“Fuck… please…” Jason smirked. That’s what he was waiting for. As he takes his fingers away, she lets out an involuntary wine.
“Easy baby…” Wrapping an arm around her front and grabbing her chest, he supports her weight, thrusting all of his cock inside her. She mewled, clenching around him so hard that he hissed. “Fucking tight…” She wanted to quip that he was just big, but the words got caught in her throat, coming out as a breathless moan.
Licking his fingers on his free hand, he brings his digits to her already abused clit while rocking softly. Once she’s warmed up, he presses forward, pressing her against the wall. It’s cold, but she doesn’t care. The hand that was holding her up covered her mouth; she didn’t even realize how loud she was moaning.
“God… you’re worth the money, Princess.” His voice is thick and husky, his words going straight to her core. As his cock brushes her g-spot, she whimpers. Those whimpers grow louder as he hits it straight on, over... and over... and over...
Her orgasm snuck up on her. It was strange; the men almost never let her come, never mind coming this hard. She sees stars, eyes rolling back, and tears wetting the hand that still covers her mouth. Jason’s thumb slowly rubs her clit, working her through her high.
“Shhhh… I got you…” She barely even notices as he pulls out and guides her to her knees. It’s not the cold ground where her knees met, but Jason’s warm leather jacket that he’d laid down for her. Opening her mouth, she lets him slide in, gaging almost immediately; god, he was big. Grasping her hair, he fucks her mouth roughly. Honestly, she’s seeing spots by the time his load shoots down her throat. She swallows every last drop.
For the longest moment, Jason stares down at her, then gently wipes her lower lip.
“Good job, Princess.”