"OK," Ty breathed. "How about this?" he asked, putting his mouth to one breast and carefully surrounding the nipple with his lips. He suckled it, and occasionally brushed his tongue over it, and Emma's face contorted as he did.
"Oh that's good, that's really good," Emma panted as Ty's mouth started to relieve some of the tension in her chest. But at the same time, the tension between her legs was building. Having Ty play with her chest didn't feel like enough, particularly now she could feel his hardness rubbing her leg through his jeans. When Ty took his mouth off one boob to suck on the other, she said his name and he looked up. "I... I have a really dumb idea. We shouldn't, but... I want to so bad..." As she said this she hiked up her skirt, and Ty's heart leapt into his throat.
"I want to too," Ty agreed, and as he undid his jeans and pulled them to his ankles hastily, he wished this sex would feel good for Emma and that no one would hear or see what him and Emma were doing. With that, he dropped his boxers, Emma pulled her panties down and off one foot, and Ty pushed his shaft inside her moist slit.
They both groaned and panted at the feeling, and kissed sloppily but passionately as Ty held Emma against the wall, instinctively thrusting in and out of her with eager hip motions. This was the best feeling he'd ever experienced, and he hoped so bad it was the same for Emma. (Just to make sure, he continued playing with her swelling breasts and even holding her by them.)
Before long, Ty felt Emma clench around him, and as she came, so did he, both of them moaning louder than they should've knowing it didn't matter how loud they did. They looked at each other in the afterglow and kissed passionately.