She nods and smirks.
All of a sudden, the air in the limo feels thinner, so I unbutton my collar, hoping it’ll make it easier to breathe. “Why aren’t you wearing them?”
Kate crosses her arms, propping her boobs up even higher. “Knew I’d be nervous about walking the red carpet and thought it might be a good way to distract myself. It’s hard to freak out too much about flashing cameras and meeting celebrities when you’re dripping wet all evening.”
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
She sighs loudly. “Too bad you didn’t bother to check or ask. If you did, I’d be on my knees right now with your cock in my mouth.”
“I—”
“You what? Gonna promise to check every time we leave the house? Promises, promises, Jake. Maybe what you need are some consequences.”
Without warning, she glides from her seat and kneels in front of me. My mouth goes completely dry like I haven’t had a drink in months.
“What did you have in mind?” I swallow hard on the proverbial edge of my seat, wondering what she has in store for me. Going out of my fucking mind seeing her like this. Taking control. Being sassy. Acting like my own personal goddamn sex goddess.
With her finger pressed to my lips, she doesn’t say a single word as she leans forward and palms my cock through my dress pants. Every touch sends shockwaves through my body, winding me up tighter and tighter. Fuck. If she keeps this up, I’m going to come in my pants.
I arch against the seat, adjusting to give her more access and widening my legs. Kate drags her finger from my lips down my neck and chest while she continues to rub me. Once her hands hit my waist, she quickly unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants, never taking her eyes off mine.
“God, Kate. I?—”
She shakes her head and removes her hands from my body. “No talking, Jake. If you talk or make a sound, I’m not going to touch you. Do you understand?”
I gulp and nod vigorously, desperate to have her hands back on me.
She grins widely. “Good boy. Now, I’m going to have my way with you while you’re quiet as a mouse.”
Holy fuck.
Licking her lips, she reaches for the waistband of my boxers. Trying to be a good boy like I’ve been told, I lift my hips tomake it easier for her to slide them down. My cock springs free, standing at full attention. I’m not sure if I’ve ever been this hard. It has to be a combination of walking around all evening with a semi and watching her take control.
A bead of precum drips down my tip, and she takes that as an invitation to put her lips on me, sending me almost flying off the goddamn seat. The long stroke of her tongue up my shaft, followed by the flick at the end when she licks off the drop of precum, nearly does me in. There’s no way I’m going to last long. Not after everything she’s said and done.
My hands grip the leather of the seat as she takes me deep, tears brimming in her eyes as she doesn’t take her gaze off me. She’s only done this a few times, and I swear each time is fucking better than the last. Not sure she’ll be able to top this one, though. There’s something so erotic about watching her take all of me on her knees with someone else close by. And it’s further heightened by her requirement that I don’t make a sound. Practically impossible, based on the way she’s sucking.
Being quiet iskillingme. I want to praise her for the great job she’s doing. Tell her that no one else has ever made me feel like she does. How I’ll never get tired of the way her mouth takes my cock. How perfect her lips feel against my skin. How I could fuck her every minute of every day and it would never be enough. A lifetime isn’t enough.
“Holy fuck,” I shout as she hollows her cheeks, sucking me even harder as her hand caresses the underside of my balls. “Oh my God, Kate. I’m going…”
She pops off my dick, looking up at me with disappointment in her eyes. “What did I tell you about being quiet? You’ve been averynaughty boy. What am I going to do with you?”
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Definitely didn’t expect this side of her, but I’m fucking loving every minute of it.
She taps her index finger against her lips. “Hmmm…” Her eyes light up, and a wicked grin splits her face. “I have the perfect punishment in mind.”
With her hands on my bare thighs, she lifts herself until she’s straddling me, unable to fully sit down since her dress won’t go higher than her knees. She bunches her gown in one hand and guides the tip of my cock with the other until it’s rubbing against her clit. The movement of the limo on the bumpy streets, combined with her slowly sliding up and down on my dick, ignites a raging fire inside me.
A raspy moan comes out of Kate as she tosses her head back and grinds against me. Her breaths are rapid as her pulse visibly pounds in her neck. Sweat starts to drip down my back, dampening my white dress shirt, not that I fucking care. I’m living out every man’s fantasy.
“God, Jake. You feel so good,” she murmurs, increasing her pace. “I’m so close…”
I grab her waist, digging my fingers into her hips to help guide her. If she keeps this up, I’m going to fucking come all over her dress when I’d much rather be inside her. I grit my teeth as my orgasm builds at the base of my spine and my muscles tense.
“Oh my God, Jake!” Kate’s back arches as she climaxes with utter ecstasy written across her face.
