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With his hands planted firmly on my hips, Razor takes control.
His grip is intense but isn’t painful in the slightest bit.
His jaw clenches each time I bounce up and down his length while the lines in his head get hard.
Razor lifts his head, taking a single nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling while I ride his fat cock.
My moans grow louder, and I lose complete control, feeling my core tighten. “Razor, I’m so fuckin’ close,” I whimper.
He releases my nipple with a pop and goes to the other, looking up at me with a mischievous glint. “I’m far from done with you.”
For some reason, his words send a surge of pleasure through me, and I come hard.
I clutch onto his tattooed shoulders as my orgasm rolls through me, and he captures my nipple, sucking harder than before.
Razor rams his cock in and out of me, continuing my orgasm.
“Fuck, Razor!” I moan loudly, knowing if there’s anyone outside, they can hear how good he’s fucking me.
He thrusts harder than before, and I dig my nails into his shoulders.
Rolling my hips against him, he hits my G-spot every single time he thrusts into me.
Finally, a low growl rumbles from his throat as he bucks up inside me one last time.
He finds release, grunting and groaning as he holds me close, up against his sweat-ridden body.
The sex was intense and mind-blowing, our moans filling the confined space.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t lose myself in the moment. Razor’s cock, and the drugs are a good combination to keep me out of my head.
I know all too well that this moment won’t last forever, but at least I’m content.
Razor pulls himself out of me and leans up against the door. “That was fuckin’ great.”
I lean back against the seat, nodding. “Yes, it was.”
In Razor’s arms, I somehow found a moment of peace . . . and I wonder if it would be possible to find it again.
Internally, I shake away my thoughts.
It’s not like it would matter.
Razor is probably only passing through, and this is a one-off.
I know how cruel and intense my life is on a day-to-day basis.
Clearing my throat, I break the silence in my car. “I need to get going.”
Razor nods. “Yeah, I’d better get on my way.”
Razor and I both proceed to get dressed and as I slide my clothes on, I wonder how long he’s around for.
It can’t be too long, considering I haven’t seen him in a couple of years, but I secretly hope he’ll be in town for at least a few days.
Razor only opens the door once I’m completely dressed, and with a shit-eating grin on his face, he speaks up. “I’ll see you around, Oakleigh.”
Before I can even reply, Razor shuts the door, and he’s walking off to God knows where.
