Owned by Scott Hildreth Page A

and smiled as I spoke.
    I pressed her against the body of the basin and kissed her neck. As I kissed her, I gra bbed her ponytail with my right hand and pulled her head to the side, arching her neck. My left hand slid up and down her torso as my lips found her clavicle.
    As I nibbled and licked her clavicle, my left hand slid down her side until my thumb was beneath the waist of her jeans. I laid my hand to rest with my thumb in the cavity of her hip. Massaging her hip bone with my thumb and her lower back with my fingers, I pulled the back of her head against the basin and kissed her lips aggressively.
    “Who owns you, baby girl,” I asked as I pulled my lips from hers.
    She began to moan.
    “Oh God, Erik. God. You do,” she opened her eyes as she began to speak.
    “Who’s the most gorgeous woman on earth?” I asked as I kissed her.
    “Me?” she asked sheepishly.
    “Yes, baby girl, you,” I assured her, kissing her again.
    I pressed down on the top of her jeans, exposing her hip bone. Kneeling down onto my knees, I unbuttoned her pants and pulled the zipper down. I pressed my mouth hard against her hip bone, and sucked on the surface of her skin. I felt my cock begin to rise against the fabric of my jeans.
    “Who makes me more proud than any other woman?” I looked up as I spoke.
    “Uhhm, me?” she spoke quietly.
    “Yes, baby girl,” Looking up from my knees, I winked at her, “you.”
    Slowly, I stood and placed my hands on her shoulders.
    “Turn around, Kelli, face the tank.” I said sternly.
    Without speaking, she turned and faced the tank, holding her hands at her sides. As she turned, her unzipped jeans slipped down and exposed half of her butt.
    “Press your palms against the wall,” I demanded, “and don’t move them, no matter what. Do you understand?”
    She nodded her head and pressed her hands to the wall.
    “Do you understand?” I barked.
    “Yes. Yes, sir,” she stuttered.
    “Hold still,” I demanded as I spread her legs further apart with my boot.
    “You long legged little fucker. I’ve always got to get your little pussy down here where I can get to it,” I chuckled, realizing her jeans were still on.
    I unzipped my pants, and pushed them down far enough to get my cock in my hand. As I stroked my cock with my right hand, I turned and looked around – confirming we were close enough to the basin of the tank that no one could see.
    “Move your feet together,” I demanded.
    She placed her feet together, touching. Using my left hand, I pulled her jeans down to her thighs. I raised my boot, stepped on them, and pulled them down to her ankles.
    “Step through those, so I can get your legs apart,” I growled into her right ear.
    I let go of my cock, and stuck my index finger in my mouth. I reached down in front of her hip and slid my hand down in between her legs. As she kicked her jeans to the side, I began to slide my finger up and down her pussy lips. My finger began to circle her clit, and she squirmed and rotated her hips.
    “Don’t squirm, Kelli. Don’t dare. Hold still. And where’s fucking your panties?” I whispered into her right ear.
    She shook her head and stared at the wall of the basin.
    “Hold still, you wiggly little fucker,” I breathed into her ear as I grasped her neck in my hand.
    I pressed my hips against her butt. Reaching between her legs with my left hand, I guided the head of my cock to her wet lips. I held my hips still, with enough pressure to keep the head against her pussy.
    “What do you want me to do?” I asked as I kissed her neck.
    “Whatever you want,” she shrugged her shoulders.
    “What do you want?” I asked as I rolled my shoulders.
    “You,” she responded, looking down at her feet.
    “Me what? You want me to what?” I insisted as I nibbled and kissed her neck.
    “You,” she repeated.
    I pressed against her soaking wet pussy and slid the entire length of my cock inside. She gasped and slapped the basin with one hand.
    “Oh