of a forest, the main road not too far behind. His seat belt is off in a moment, and then he’s grabbing me. Laughing, I let him drag me into his lap.
His hard cock is there, and he holds me above it with his dark eyes on me, his hands mean and tight. He’s so goddamn powerful, he makes me feel tiny and fragile.
He calls me Angel, but he fucks me like a whore. I love it.
He slams me down onto his cock as his hands rip down the dress, freeing my breasts. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, worshipping my body as electricity arcs between us.
I love sex, I love pleasure, but it has never been like this before. Never so raw…so filling, until I feel like I might die if I don’t have him. He feels the same, I see it in his eyes, and I wonder how we both fought it for so long.
But now we’re together, and it’s explosive.
Dirty, and oh so fucking good.
His cock slams in and out of me, so I grab the back of his chair and use it to ride him. Lights arch across the car as people pass us, and it only amps me up.
My breath fogs the windows as I pant and moan, using him, riding him. He holds me tight, letting me take whatever I want, letting me use him. Tilting back, I drag his mouth to mine and kiss him hard, all clashing teeth and desperate tongues as we rock and pump together, both reaching for the orgasms we can feel coming.
His fingers tighten on me, one hand gripping my breast—fuck, that’s amazing. I love the pain, I love the hardness. He clutches me tighter and drags me closer. His hips stutter, and he’s just pounding into me now, uncaring about finesse or restraint.
“Angel.” He moans my name into my mouth.
It sends me over the edge, and I scream my release into his car, dropping down on his cock and grinding. My body shudders from the force as I clamp around him. Pleasure surges through me so strongly, I can only hold on to him as he groans and stills, and then I feel him release inside me, filling me with his cum as it drips down his cock and my pussy.
Holy fuck.
We are both panting and sweaty, but as I lift my head, we grin. He cradles my cheek and kisses me softly, the gesture so opposite to the dirty, fast fuck. “Time to take you home, Angel.”
“Yes,” I murmur, biting down on his lip as I think about what awaits us tonight. We won’t be sleeping, no, tonight is about pleasure. Ours.
He tuts and smacks my ass in punishment. “Behave, or the first place I’ll fuck will be your ass.”
Christ, I hope so.
Tyler
I get home in record time with the dirty sinner in my passenger seat. Her body calls my name, and I will answer with my tongue. As soon as we pull up at my house and into the garage, I turn off the lights and engine, and slip from the car before rounding to her side. Ripping the door open, I barely let her get out before I have her backed against the side of the car.
She giggles, but it soon turns into a gasp when I wrap my hand around her throat and tilt her chin back to meet my dark, hungry eyes. “Always teasing me, Angel. It’s time you paid for it,” I snarl, as I run my gaze down her dress. “I like this dress, but I like it off more.”
I rip it down, slip to my knees, and lift one foot and then the other, dragging the material off until she’s naked before me except for her heels. She shivers from the cool air, her pert little nipples tightening and begging for my mouth. Her pussy is still glistening, her lips raw and eyes wild. She’s fucking mouthwatering, and even though I just had her, I want her again. I want to dip into each and every hollow of her curvy body, but I need to let off some steam first.
Steam she calls to, steam she commands as she lifts her foot, places her heel against my hard cock, and presses down ever so slightly. “Daddy?” she purrs, leaning back into the car and tracing her hand down her chest to cup her gleaming cunt. “If I’m a good girl, will you fuck me?”