Page 22 of The Sweetest Thing


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I pull the car into a parking spot and push my chair back. “Come here.” Grabbing her wrist, I yank her over to my seat, and her small body straddles me. Her lips find mine and she grinds against me, making my hard cock swell even more. I want to rip into her, be inside her, fuck her violently and brutally, which is exactly why I don’t. This will be the only time I touch her, so I need to savour her, take every moment in slow calculated movements so that I can commit every inch of her to memory. I’m not going to be some guy she fucked in a car, a pathetic one-night stand that’s barely a memory. I’m going to imprint myself on her skin so that she remembers that she can always do better.

Her sweet lips suck on mine, and she gathers my lower lip between her teeth, tugging gently. I pull away from her mouth and gather her braids in my fist, pulling her head to one side and exposing her long neck. I pepper kisses on her skin, tasting her sweat and the aftershave the fuckwit that danced with her left all over her. I’m about to erase any trace of him. Permanently.

I unlatch my mouth from her neck while keeping a grip on her hair, then pull down, forcing her back to arch ever so slightly and her crop top to rise, exposing a shade of her breasts. Placing the crests a hairsbreadth from my mouth, her hard fucking nipples a tongue flick away, I let my hand slide up her taut belly and under her shirt, finding her bare breast. I groan at the feel of it, a perfect fit in my palm. I let my thumb flick over her hard nipple and her moan sends shivers into my spine as she arches towards me. I play some more, curiosity burning my insides, but I love how she keeps pushing against me in desperation, how she purrs under my touch, how she sucks her lip into her mouth and lets her head fall back. God, she is sexy.

I don’t release her hair. Instead, I tighten my grip and tug harder. Her back bows, and I peel her top slowly upwards, revealing her perky tits and her pebbled nipples. We moan in unison as I suck one into my mouth. Fuck this girl is delicious. I want to savour her. I want to be inside her. I suck on her nipples one after the other, dragging them between my teeth, waiting for her soft gasps and delicate moans. They shoot electricity right to my cock.

When I finally relent and release her hair, she’s on me, her mouth needing mine in a desperate urgent kiss and her hips grind against mine once more, needy, wanting, hungry.

I pull at her skirt, bunching it over her hips and groan at the sight of her hot pink lacy g-string holding the fishnets in place. “Jesus,” I swear, and she giggles, and I can’t help but push the underwear to one side and rip through the fishnets to get to her pussy. It’s clean-shaven and glistening with her wetness, and every bit of me tenses as I run my thumb over her slit. She lets out a sweet little sound that has my body crazed. Her scent fills my car, feeding my rigid hardness and fuelling my desire. My breathing falters as she reaches for my jeans and undoes the button then unzips my pants. Her hand strokes my hard cock, and I grab her wrist, pushing it away. I’m not fucking any more hands.

I push up off the chair and slide my pants off just enough to let my cock free, shifting her so that I am at her entrance. My pulse hammers and my entire body ignites as ever so slowly she slides down onto my hard cock, and I can’t help but watch as her tight pussy swallows it whole. I don’t even recognise the noise that rips from my mouth as she sits there, impaled on my cock for a minute, adjusting to the size.

Time.

Stands.

Still.

I bottle each detail in a special drawer inside my head.

The squeeze of her pussy on my shaft mingled with her silky warmth, the way her mouth parts slightly letting the softest of moans escape. The way her hooded eyes burn into mine.

Everything on this girl is so fucking tight.

“Fuck me,” I tell her through a clenched jaw, and my hands lock on her hips, showing her how.

She keeps to the rhythm I’ve set. Her perky tits dance in front of my eyes, teasing me, inviting me, and I suck them into my mouth, eliciting soft little moans from her and making her pussy clench tighter each time I do. I don’t know if I’ve ever been this hard or if it’s ever felt this good, and I wish I could prolong it. I want it to last forever, but I know it won’t. I slide my thumb over her clit and let her grind herself into it, finding her own rhythm. The closer she comes to her own orgasm, the quicker her hips pound into mine. I’m so fucking close I know that I will explode inside her.

I pull her nipple into my mouth. Her pussy clenches around me and she moans and cries, and oh fuck, every muscle in my body tenses up. Gripping her hip, digging into it violently, carelessly. I pound into her as she pushes herself into me, forcing me deeper. I want to sink right into her, want to fill all of her. I’m crazed and frenzied as my body takes on a life of its own. My hips thrusting and pumping, the need for release like a burning fever.

I clutch her ass, trying to sink deeper, faster, harder. I pump my hips furiously, her breasts bouncing. I lick her skin, needing all of her to be all over me.

Faster.

Harder.

Stronger.

Deeper.

Deeper.

Deeper.

And then I breach the surface.

I push her down onto me as I jolt, clutching at her hips, sucking at her skin, and groaning a shuddering, ecstatic release as I come inside her so fucking hard I feel like I’ve been beaten over the head. Her tight little pussy clenches around me and her sweet little moans drown out my own ecstasy, and then she comes hard, sucking me even deeper, milking my shuddering cock, sending shivers of delight right through my core.

We take a few moments to collect ourselves. Her head rests against my sweaty chest as we both gasp for air in the stuffy car. I’m spent, shattered and completely in awe. I never want to leave. I don’t want this feeling to end, the ecstasy to evaporate, or the warmth to diminish. But as we catch our breath, reality comes crashing down and the consequences of my wild desires begin to hook themselves beneath my skin and tug.

“Joe.” She pants my name, and my stomach coils.

Her glazed eyes find mine, a satisfied grin on her face as she arches back and her fucking tits are back in my face, so perky, so beautiful, I can’t help but snatch one last taste. She hums as I do, and I know that I’m fucked.

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