The bathroom echoed with the grunts and slapping flesh of a man stroking out his load to calm his raging arousal. This had to be Devon's third trip to the bathroom in the last 4 hours. It was either that or walk around with a hard on and lie saying that he spilled beer on his pants. Devon wasn't normally this out of control. In fact he was the model of restraint. With dark hair and wanton green forest eyes with a sexy stubble he was a 27 year old stud with the devil's looks and exuding sex from every pore.
Women swooned before him. He was 18 when he lost his virginity. It was to Mrs. Atwater the history teacher at his high school. Now that was a MILF. Succulent curves with long honey gold hair that a man could wrap his fist around while riding that juicy ass hard. She taught him all sorts of sexual things that only experience could teach. She had awakened his alpha male in the bedroom and taught him the benefits of controlling his arousal so he could prolong not only his pleasure but his partner's.
Right now that control was lacking. And little Mia Ramsey was the cause. He had enough fantasies about her to fill a hard drive.
"Hey, Devon! Did you fall in, man?"
Devon's best friend, Alex, was banging on the door as if there was a fire. Devon flushed the toilet and ran the faucet to wash his hands. When he opened the door his friend was watching him with a raised eyebrow.
"You okay, dude?" he asked with a sardonic smirk growing on his round face. "You got something wrong with your prostate? Or are you just jerking off in there?"
"Fuck off, Alex," Devon punched him in the arm. Not with real force but enough to make Alex step back.
"It's cake time, man," Alex began walking away down the hall. "My baby sister only turns 18 once."
Devon followed Alex outside with his hands in his pockets. The candles were lit and excited cousins and some high schoolers were surrounding a picnic table. Mia was in the center of it all. The Queen Bee in the hive wearing a red string bikini with a towel wrapped around her narrow waist and damp black hair curling past her shoulders.
Mia had creamy white skin with a lithe figure but lush round breasts appropriate for her body type and a perfect peach bottom ass. A slender girl with curves. Even though he just stroked out a nut, Devon felt a stirring in his loins again. Her velvet indigo eyes lit up with pleasure, her pink tongue moistening her chapped lips that were already dark magenta making them stand out like a beacon on her pale skin. A white heat flashed through his body to see those pretty lips purse reminding him of his mom's dark pink roses from her rose bushes.
Mia had an adorable sexiness that appealed to Devon. She was an innocent angel with a dirty streak. There were moments where Devon detected an ambiguity in her words or the sexy, come hither movements of her body aimed towards him. His dominant personality wanted to thoroughly debauch her. He had a feeling that she would enjoy it immensely. He wondered if she was still a virgin at 18.
After everyone sung happy birthday and Mia blew out all her candles Alex's mom started cutting the cake and handing out to everyone. Devon leaned against the tree growing in their yard and pretended to look through his emails on his phone.
"Devon you forgot to get a piece of cake."
That sing-song cadence raked over Devon's senses. He turned to see Alex's baby sister adorned in a filmy white cover up that didn't cover up anything being a white see through robe wrapped tightly around her slim curves. It was more tempting than flesh.
She was smiling and sweet holding out a plate of chocolate cake with pink butter cream frosting. Mia looked so innocent, like an angel. Devon took the cake nodding politely and sliced into the chocolate cake with his plastic fork. He shoved the piece in his mouth. It was a moist and creamy. It was perfect. But it also gave him lewd thoughts about the little angel watching him so intently.
"Oops, you have some left on your lip," Mia cooed then without warning took her thumb and wiped away the extra butter cream. Then in front of Devon's wide eyes took the frosted tip of her thumb into her rosebud mouth. She watched him as she sucked away at the pink cream frosting. Desire raced through his veins at the sight. The innocence in her eyes was replaced with a sultry smolder.
Did the little fool know what she was doing to him? Devon was so hard it hurt. He growled stepping up to her, their bodies a breath away from each other. Devon's hands clenched fighting the urge to take her in his arms and crush her against his sinewy muscles. He watched her suddenly flush as midnight blue clashed with ocean blue. But she didn't look away.
"Stop it, Mia," Devon growled low, his voice whiskey sweet and sinful hitting the top of Mia's spine. "You're going to get yourself in trouble one of these days."
"I don't know what you mean," Mia said softly, but her voice became throaty and husky making heat gather in Devon's groin and spine. She had her hands behind her back, practically thrusting her round pert breasts at him. He could even see her nipples beaded through the red bathing suit as if reaching out for him.
"Don't play games," he growled. His pulse quickened with forbidden longing. She wet her lips with her tongue as she continued to watch him, staring boldly into his darkening green eyes. As if waiting for him to make a move. "Someone needs to take you over his knee and give you a good spanking. Teach you some manners."
The little vixen's lush mouth curved into a seductive smile. Her deep indigo eyes hooded in that sexy bedroom way. "Is that what you want, Devon? To spank my little ass?" She rose on her tippy toes then whispered silkily, "That's what I want too."
With that admission the vein in Devon's neck throbbed. Blood raced through his body like lava. Excitement sparked in every nerve setting it on fire. He wanted nothing more than to indulge in her pretty flesh, to spank her peach bottom ass until it turned pink then kiss it better. He almost threw her over his shoulder to carry her off like some caveman taking his woman to his cave to have his way with her.
"Mia...," he growled.
