“P-please, Grayson. I need more. Fuck, why does that feel so good?” she groans, her breaths turning erratic.
“Perks of working with my hands all day.” I circle her clit again, loving the sounds it draws from her.
“What else do those hands do?” she taunts.
“How much can you take?One finger?” I slip my middle finger inside her, curving it into her. Her head falls to my shoulder and shudders. “Words, Maisie,” I demand, my voice hoarse with need.
“Y-yes. I can take it.”
“Two?” My second finger slips in with a little more resistance as I slowly stretch her out. With how wet she is, I have no issue pumping them in tandem, dragging them up her walls until I find the exact spot that has her screaming.
“Gray, holy shit. Don’t…stop,” she chants, riding my fingers on her own now. I imagine her bouncing on my dick like this. I need to be inside her, but I want to make sure it's enjoyable for both of us.
“Three?” I slip my pointer finger in next so all three of my fingers are stuffed deep inside her. It’s a tight fit, so I start slow, crossing my fingers together to create more space. Her pussy tries to push me out at first, but, with each pump, I feel her walls relax a fraction.
“Oh God,” she cries, trembling above me. I’m surprised she can still hold herself up with how much she’s shaking. “I…I can t-take…Fuck,” she screams, biting my shoulder.
“You’re opening up for me so well, honey,” I praise, pumping a little faster. “Are you going to be my good girl and come on my fingers?” Her juices are dripping down my fingers, and it only makes me want to finger-fuck her harder. I stroke the perfect spot inside her, and she detonates on command.
“Grayson,” she screams. “I’m co-coming,” she moans, slamming down on my fingers like she’s riding a bull.
“Good girl,” I groan, slowing my fingers and letting her ride out her orgasm. The sound of her heavy panting above me is the most beautiful sound.
Once she finally stills, I slowly slide my fingers out of her, thewet sound making my dick strain. I bring my fingers up between us, loving the way the stars above us are reflected in her blown out pupils.
“Do you taste as sweet as you sound?” I rasp, pulling her closer by her neck with my free hand and squeezing. Her eyes flutter like last time, and I love it. I think Maisie might like being choked. “Open,” I demand, and, like the obedient girl she is, her lips part eagerly. “Tongue out.” The splay of her wide tongue is downright sexual, I want to capture it in my mouth, but I have better ideas for it right now.
I shove my ring and middle finger down her throat, pressing down on her tongue and capturing my dripping pointer finger between my lips at the same time, sucking off her sweet cum. Her lips close around my two fingers, sucking on them like a lollipop. Her tongue swirls around, licking every inch of my fingers clean, and I groan as I do the same. Our lips brush, and I can’t help but rip my hand away and capture her mouth in mine, tasting her on her tongue. “Sweet as honey, just like I thought,” I moan into her mouth.
“That was,” she pants, dropping her forehead to mine, “so fucking good.” I can feel her smiling against my lips.
“Oh, I’m not done with you yet, Mais. That was just the appetizer. Now you’re ready to take my cock.” I don’t give her a moment to catch her breath, my hands finding her hips to flip her over.
“Gray,” she giggles, trying to balance herself on all fours on the small truck bed.
“I love it when you call me that. It’s going to sound even sweeter when I have you screaming it again.” I drag my palms up the back of her thighs, gripping her ass cheeks that are staring me straight in the face. “Such a tease. Hands on the tailgate, Maisie.”
“Why?” she stutters.
I have her dress pulled over her hips and my palm smacking down against her bare flesh in seconds. The loud crack of mypalm on her ass fills the silence around us. I should have asked first, but Maisie's responding moan is exactly what I hoped for. My girl likes a little pain. “Now, Maisie,” I growl into her ear.
“Yes, sir,” she rasps, planting each palm on the tailgate in front of her.
“Spread your legs and let me see my pretty pussy,” I command. She uses the little space she has to inch her legs apart, putting her ass up on display for me perfectly. The glow of the moon lights up her soaked underwear. “Good girl,” I praise.
I saw how wet she got when I called her that earlier, and I’m willing to bet my life she has a praise kink. I can’t wait to find out what other kinks she has so I can explore them all with her.
“Now what?” she pants. I draw a whimper from her when I drag my palm over her soaked underwear, grinding the heel of my palm against her.
“Now, Maisie, I’m going to fuck you until an inch of your life and let the whole damn city hear your screams echoing off the canyon so they know who you belong to.” I rip the scrap of lace covering the parts of her I need, letting it fall to shreds on the ground.
“Those were expensive,” she whines, but I don’t miss the way she shoves her hips back, looking for friction.
“They were in my way,” I reply, unbothered. I’ve been waiting too long to let anything get in my way. She’s lucky she’s wearing a dress tonight.
“Asshole.”
“Keep the attitude up, Maisie, and I’ll fuck you in yours.” That shuts her up. I would never do anything she didn’t want to do, and she knows that, but I also notice how her pussy is dripping down her thigh and onto the comforter every time I tell her what to do. Addlikes to be dominatedto her list of kinks.
