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As if hearing my thoughts, she blindly searches for the handle to the door of her back seat, and she pops it open, silently suggesting we get inside. I don’t hesitate, stooping to slide onto the soft black leather before helping her into the car with me.
She pulls the door shut behind her and then turns, one knee shifting onto the seat by my hip as she slings her other leg over mine to straddle me. Her sweater dress slides tantalizingly up her thighs, stopping just shy of their peak as she settles onto my lap.
“I think you might be the single sexiest creature this world has ever seen,” I rasp, my hands sliding up her exposed legs and wrapping around her to grip her ass as I pull her against me.
Bianka gasps, her expression igniting with excitement before she leans in to taste my lips once more. We’re making out like a couple of teenagers in the back of her car, and I couldn’t care less. I want this girl so fucking bad, to give her everything she begged from me inside the bar as she sang. Right here. Right now.
Hands sliding beneath the soft fabric of her designer dress, I guide it up over her hips, her waist, and her breasts. She lifts her arms to allow me to strip her completely, and then she’s clad in nothing but her lacy bra that showcases her perfect breasts, a matching thong, and knee-high leather boots that make her look entirely too appetizing.
Bianka trails kisses down my neck, making my pulse throb, as she pushes my leather jacket off my shoulders and follows it by dragging my shirt over my head. Our hands explore every inch of each other as if this were our first time, a new exhilaration enhancing the moment as I find myself painfully turned on.
Finding her way to the waist of my jeans, Bianka undoes them swiftly, then rises up off my lap to help me push them down past my knees. It takes a bit of contortion to make it happen, crunched in the back seat of her tiny sports car, and a chuckle escapes me as we accomplish the surprisingly challenging feat.
“What?” Bianka asks breathily, a grin spreading across her face.
“Nothing,” I assure her, wrapping my arms around her waist once more. “This just reminds me of two high school kids trying to have sex in the back of a car because they’re too afraid to do it at home, where they might get caught by their parents.”
An adorable blush colors Bianka’s cheeks as she laughs lightly. “We don’t have to. I’m sure we could sneak back to my place if it feels too juvenile.”
God, I fucking love this girl.Like I’m too good to claim her in the back seat of her car?I would make love to her anywhere she’ll let me. “I’m only teasing. I’m not about to wait that long to have you,” I insist vehemently.
Bianka’s hips rock in response, renewing my aching need as she presses her lace-clad breasts against my chest and resumes making out with me. I unlatch her bra, sliding the straps down her shoulders and releasing her taut nipples so I can suck one between my lips.
Grinding against my erection, Bianka shows me just how much she likes it when I play with her full, supple breasts. Her hand slides between us as I tease her nipple with my tongue, and when she grips my cockhead firmly, I release a deep groan.
Slowly, she strokes my erection, making my balls tighten dangerously, and I can’t find the patience to finish undressing her nicely. Gripping the point where her lace thong reappears from between her ass cheeks, I twist the fabric around my fingers and give a forceful yank, ripping the delicate lace.
Bianka shudders violently against me as I withdraw the fabric slowly, letting it graze between her folds and tease her clit. And then nothing’s in our way. Rising up on her knees, Bianka guides my cock toward her entrance.
“Fucking Christ, you’re wet,” I rasp as my tip presses into her slit.
I stretch her tight pussy as she eases onto me. Even after all the times we’ve had sex since the night I took her virginity, I can barely believe how good it feels to be buried inside Bianka, filling her entirely.
Shifting forward slightly in the seat, I find the best angle to allow her to ride me freely, and she does. Starting slowly, Bianka rocks on top of me, grinding against me with her clit as I penetrate her deeply.
“Oh god,” she whimpers as her pussy tightens around me, signaling she’s close to coming.
“Come for me, songbird,” I rasp, watching her face intently, fascinated by how breathtaking she is when she’s on the verge.
Bianka trembles bodily, her fingers gripping my shoulders more firmly, and then she obeys. Crying out, she finds her release and pulses powerfully around me, her pussy gripping my cock so tightly, I can barely stop myself from joining her in ecstasy.
“Good girl,” I purr playfully, gripping her hips to maintain her momentum as her body relaxes in the aftermath of her release.
It only takes her a moment to regain her senses, resuming her motion and falling into rhythm with my steady thrusts.
“God, I love having you inside me,” she murmurs, her voice almost tearful with the depth of her sincerity.
My cock pulses forcefully in response, and I capture her lips to silently show her just how much I appreciate having her warmth wrapped around me. Bodies firmly intertwined, Bianka and I move together, the sensation of her taut nipples almost burning lines across my chest as the friction drives me crazy.
Her gasps grow more forceful, shifting into pants of pleasure as our pace intensifies, making the car rock slightly. But I can’t bring myself to care. I’m so close to coming, and from the way Bianka’s pussy tightens around me once again, I know she’s there too.
A strangled grunt escapes me as I warn her seconds before I explode inside her forcefully. Bianka twitches convulsively, her own orgasm hitting her at the same time, and she milks my cock intensely as I fill her with cum.
Stilling on top of me, Bianka breathes heavily, her emotion-filled eyes meeting mine. Delicate fingers trace the shape of my good cheek, and then she softly combs my hair back from my face.
“That,” she murmurs, “is exactly what the song means.”
Humming appreciatively, I kiss her slow and soft, relishing the tenderness we can share now that our overwhelming desperation has been sated.
