Popping my mouth free, I lick every last drop of his essence from my lips as I peer up at him.
“Faster. If you want me to suck you faster, baby, then drive faster.” I smirk.
His Adam’s apple bobs as he gulps, sparing me a hungry look before he slams his foot on the gas. “Noah, fuck, please.” Hereaches out once more and pushes me down to his dick, so I take him in my mouth, letting him use me.
My jaw aches, and I feel drool slipping down my chin, but I fucking love it. Moaning around his cock, I slide my hand down and cup his balls, and he jerks inside my mouth.
We reach a corner, and he has to let go of me to spin the wheel. I’m almost thrown off him from the force, but I keep bobbing on his length as he straightens the car out.
“Noah, please. Fuck, please,” he begs as his head thuds back, his heavy-lidded eyes on the road as he tangles his hand in my hair once more, shoving his length to the back of my throat. I gag on it, and tears spring into my eyes, yet I suck harder, wanting more. Being under his control sends desire coursing through me unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I’ve been in control and careful my entire life, but right now, Mackie controls everything, and something about that is so fucking freeing.
Letting him have the reins unlocks something in me that has a secret fantasy floating through my head—one I would never act on except with him. If I don’t do it now, I’ll overthink it and second-guess myself.
I want it. It’s plain and simple.
“Pull over, baby,” I order, grabbing the wheel to spin us. He gasps but controls us, and we swing perfectly into the turnout, then I shove him into the back seat, following him. “I need you so fucking badly. I can’t wait anymore,” I admit gruffly as I tug off my shirt, throwing it into the front before I tug his pants down. He arches up for my touch, his hard cock smearing across his abs, and I lick my lips as I watch him. The fantasy returns to the forefront of my mind. Would he want that?
“What is it?” he asks, no doubt sensing my hesitation.
“I want you to fuck me.” The words tumble out before I can censor them, and fear fills me as his eyes widen in shock, but then hunger replaces it, one I’ve never seen before. Sliding those beautiful eyes down my body, he bites his lip, and I rush to explain. “I don’t want to think, don’t want to be in control. I just want to exist, baby, and I trustyou enough to do that.” Leaning down, I capture his lower lip and suck. “Fuck me, please.”
His hand slides up my arms to my shoulders, where his nails dig into my muscles. “Are you sure?”
Nodding nervously, I wait as he searches my gaze before sitting up, sliding his hands down to grip my ass, and pulling me closer. I fall into him with a grunt as he slides his tongue up my throat to my ear.
“I’ve never been so fucking hard. The idea of being inside you and watching you squirm under me as I fill you with my cum . . . Fuck, I want that. Don’t you?”
Nodding, I clutch his arms, a wild feeling consuming me until I can barely speak.
He rolls us. It’s cramped back here, but he makes it work as he strips off my clothes. I’m naked, hard, and so fucking needy, precum drips across my abs. I’m a lot bigger than he is, but he doesn’t seem to care as he manhandles me effortlessly.
“Look at you.” His gaze slides across my exposed body before he leans down and kisses my dick. “Later, beautiful, you can be inside me, but right now, I want to make you feel good.”
“Mackie,” I plead as he grabs my thick thighs and pulls them up, settling between my legs. He sweeps his tongue across my balls then my taint. I stiffen below him, but when that warm tip circles my exposed ass, something in me cries out for more. Clutching the seat and door, I try to reason through this, but all logic flies out the window when his tongue dips inside my ass.
“So fucking tight. I’ll have to force myself into this tight virgin ass, won’t I? You taste good though, so good.” He buries his tongue inside me before licking around my hole again. I cry out for him, leaking across my abs so much, it’s embarrassing.
“Mackie, Mackie, Mackie, please,” I implore, crazed by desire, and when his eyes roll up to mine, I fall into them. “Please.”
He kisses my ass once more before sitting up. “Please what?”
Swallowing hard, I force out the next words. “Please fuck me.”
Grinning at my declaration, he runs his hand down my torso, stroking my cock. “Lube?” he asks.
“Glo . . . Glove box,” I rasp.
He slides through to the front before coming back, and then he pops open the cap, squeezing some onto his fingers. “I need to work you open, babe, or it’s going to hurt.” He kisses me before pulling back. “Be good and open your thighs for me.” I do as I’m told, letting them fall open, and he reaches down, circling my ass with his fingers like he did with his tongue before teasing me with the tips until I grind down for more.
“That’s it,” he murmurs as he slips them inside me an inch. The burn is instant, and I hiss, but he kisses me through it, managing to work them deeper until I feel his knuckles. Moaning into his mouth, I kiss him hard and fast as I press down.
The feeling is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It doesn’t hurt, it feels . . . good, and when he twists his fingers and presses against my prostate, my eyes roll into the back of my head. I nearly come, but he keeps fucking me with them, working my ass until I can’t take it anymore. I bite his lip, and he pulls back with a hiss.
“You’ll pay for that,” he warns as he removes his fingers. Before I can speak, he rolls me over, pressing my face into the seat as he pulls my ass into the air.
I feel vulnerable and exposed, and I fight not to roll over, reminding myself how much I want this. It’s Mackie, after all, and there is no one safer to be with. I hear the pop again, and I know he’s making his cock slick with lube, and then I feel his warm, swollen head pressing against my ass.
I tense up, overthinking it, when his voice soothes me, low and soft. “Relax, baby. It will only hurt for a second, and then it will feel good.” He talks me through it, mumbling praise as he slowly works the tip of his dick past my ring of muscles before pulling back and slowly pushing forward. He works his cock into my ass inch by inch, until I’m relaxed, and then his hips are flush with mine, and I know I took all of him. I feel him all the way in my stomach, and I press my hips forward, struggling to breathe with the onslaught of new sensations as he holds still for a moment before starting to move. He’s deliberate, with slow, soft, rolling thrusts until I push back for more.
