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“What kind of bad boy is your favorite?” I asked, wanting to know why she resisted me so much. Not fully, but enough to have my interest. If she’d been any other girl, I’d have fucked her raw already.
“The dangerous kind,” she whispered, her eyes still on the tortoises. She slowly moved her grey eyes to me. “And don’t try saying you’re dangerous. I’m sure you have revenge on your mind and on your dick, but it’s not the same. You’re nothing like my last boyfriend.” Her shoulders rose and fell with a shaky breath. “I…I want to talk about something else now.”
Ash didn’t like bringing up her most recent boyfriend, which made me more intrigued than I’d like. If I scrolled far enough back on her social media profiles, would I find out who he was? I’ll admit, I was tempted, just to see what kind of dangerous her last boyfriend was.
“We could always talk about our classes,” I offered with a lazy smile, to which she chuckled and threw a fry at me.
I caught it easily, which made her nod and say, “Nice reflexes. Didn’t think a rich boy like you had any reflexes to speak of.”
I stuck the fry in my mouth, chewing it slowly. “I think we both know by now I’m not a boy.” That was an understatement. A boy wouldn’t be sporting a boner while thinking of bending Ash over one of these tables and taking her from behind.
“Then what are you?” she baited me, lifting her blonde eyebrows. Her pink hair swayed in the gentle breeze, and I found myself scooting around the square table to sit beside her. She didn’t move, but I did notice her shoulders tense up.
I didn’t touch her, but I did lay an arm between her and her food. “Why don’t you feel and tell me?” Hell, I’d be the first to admit that I didn’t think she’d do anything. I thought she’d either laugh and push me away or start swearing at me. But this girl—she did the one thing I wasn’t expecting her to.
She snuck a hand under the table and felt between my legs, coming to grip me as best she could over my jeans.
My dick throbbed a bit harder, even though her touch was impeded by fabric. That was so not what I anticipated, but in the best fucking way.
We were turned slightly in toward each other; everyone around us was too busy in their own lives to notice what was going on under the table. Ash leaned closer to me as she whispered, “Let’s find out just what you are, Sawyer.” Another challenge. This time, though, I’d let her take the reins, as long as she didn’t knee me again.
My balls still hurt when I thought back to it, and rage still threatened to swallow me up, but I felt her hand move to my belt buckle, undoing it. She also undid my button and zipper on the sly, never once breaking eye contact with me. This could end so badly, but it wasn’t a problem my money couldn’t solve. Her hand moved to my boxers, helping my erection out.
Ash wanted to see how long I’d last.
The moment her soft hand gripped my hard shaft, I stifled a moan. I couldn’t make it obvious she was jacking me off under the table, could I? I’d be the first person to admit, I’d never gotten a hand job at the zoo before while surrounded by other people who could see what’s happening if they paid more attention to the people around them, but there was a first time for everything.
Her hand worked up and down my length, gripping it tightly, her rhythm always changing. Ash watched me all the while, even being so bold as to continue eating while jerking me off. Me? I didn’t dare try to eat, didn’t even think about the food that lay untouched on the other side of the table. The only thing I was focused on was the tiny, ridiculously soft hand going to town on my cock.
Warmth started to flood me, and my fingers clenched. I felt my balls start to tighten, and I fought it. I fought the pleasure as it dared to take me over completely, but it was too little, too late. The orgasm would not be stopped. It surged through me in a wave of carnality, taking hold of me as cum shot out of my dick. I had no idea where the squirts landed, and I didn’t care. Not one bit.
It felt too fucking good.
My cock ached in her hand, even after she released it, still tingly with the post-orgasm feeling. Shoulders slumping, I let out a hard breath, along with a moan I’d been keeping inside while she was running that hand along my dick exactly how I liked it.
Fuck. I didn’t think I’d ever lasted so…little. So short. Double fuck.
Ash grabbed a napkin from her tray, wiping off her hand as her grey eyes summed me up. “You sure you’re not a boy, Sawyer? You lasted about as long as one.”
I resisted my urge to say anything, working to put myself away and buckle my belt. I leaned back, glancing down at my pants. Most of the cum had landed on the underside of the table, I think, but some of it did land on my knee, so I snatched a clean napkin and dabbed it off.
Ash was all smiles after that. She thought she had me figured out. I was a bit ticked off at myself for not holding out longer, but I just physically couldn’t. Maybe because we were in public, where anyone and everyone could have seen—hell, we could’ve scarred quite a few kids, but we didn’t—so that ramped up the sensuality of it, didn't it?
Or, I was hesitant to admit, maybe it had more to do with Ash. Perhaps I was so fixated on her, breaking her, making her mine and then getting rid of her, that my dick was ready for her. I refused to think of any other possible reason.
When the daylight faded completely, I took her to the wooden walkway the zoo had built over its largest lake. Swans and other birds swam in it, but that wasn’t what I wanted to show her. At night, when the weather permitted, the zoo put on a lightshow. They decorated their trees, had plastic animals full of twinkling, colorful lights set up; it was pretty. It used to be something the zoo only did during the summer, but after my parents spoke to some people, greased some pockets, it stuck around longer.
“My parents paid for this,” I said. All around us were lights of all colors; even over our heads lights were strung up. A giraffe stood to our left, an abnormally-sized ladybug to our right, attached to one of the bright trees. Beyond the lights, the night sky was nearly black. Honestly, I was doing anything at this point to keep my mind off the way her hand had felt around my cock.
Good. It felt fucking good.
“Is that supposed to surprise me?” Ash moved to the fence near the ladybug, leaning on it. Her ass looked firm, so ripe for the touching, but I managed to hold myself back as I moved beside her.
“No, I guess not,” I relented. “Sabrina loved it. Her birthday was in the summer, and every year she’d beg my parents to take her here. They hated doing it, but they couldn’t tell her no.” My mind flashed back, and for a moment, I was lost in the past.
Sabrina clapping her hands, smiling ear to ear as she ran from animal to animal, ooh-ing and ah-ing at all the lights. My parents standing back, watching it happen. Me rushing to keep by her side, for she tended to wander when you weren’t looking.
Everything that used to be…gone. I hated it. I’d give anything to get back what we had. The saying was true: you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. When it’s gone, when it’s ripped from your unknowing hands, you finally realize everything you had, and it was far too late to try to get it back.
