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I have to stop waiting so long between fucks.
That’s the only reason why this would feel so destructive.
So intense.
And so goddamn incredible.
My cock sinks inside her, and for a moment, I hear music playing in the backs of my eardrums. I know this isn’t some slow-motion movie scene with fireworks exploding around us, but that doesn’t stop every nerve in my body from feeling like exactly that.
And I know she’s not some special unicorn of a woman who’s going to enter my life and save me.
First, I don’t need saving.
Second, I don’t need another distraction.
Fuck knows I’ve let enough slip through my fingers. That’s the whole reason I’m in this nauseating suburb with this mess of a woman bucking on top of me.
It’s just her lips,I tell myself. I’ve always been a sucker for lips like hers. The kind that beg to be kissed and sucked and tasted. They’ve been distracting me since the moment she threw herself in front of my car.
And now, they’re wet from my tongue and swollen from my kisses, parted as she gasps and moans on my lap.
She has this way of throwing her head back and exposing her neck to me when I push into her. It’s almost like she wants me to take a bite out of her.
And fuck if I don’t want to do exactly that.
Every time I thrust into her, she cries out, a little more desperate each time. I know she’s close to another orgasm. So am I.
But I find myself holding back, drawing out the moment for every single second I can. I want to—no, Ineedto squeeze just one more squeal from those deadly lips of hers. So that I can watch her breasts bounce in my face just one more time. So that I can lock onto those fuck-me eyes for another breath longer.
She explodes on my cock, and the way she ripples around me, milking me into her, is enough to shove me over the edge. I can feel my toes curl as every surge of pleasure rockets straight from my brain down through my shaft. I have to close my eyes so she doesn’t see them roll back inside my head.
Fucking hell.This was supposed to be quick. Just getting my dick wet.
It wasn’t supposed to be a fucking revelation.
Her breath mingles with mine, and she falls limp against my chest, her head tucked perfectly under my chin.Goddammit. If I don’t do something, and quick, this is going to become something way more than a backseat fuck.
I wait until I can actually control my breathing again. Then I push her off me.
She doesn’t seem to mind the unceremonious dismount. Her eyes are hazy and lost in thought. Her hair is strewn wildly around her head, and I swallow back the satisfied growl that threatens to escape from knowing I’m the one who did that.
Ridden hard and put away wet.If there was a poster for such a thing, she’d be the perfect model.
She glances out the window, noticing that the storm has now subsided. It’s still raining, but there’s a calm settling over the skies. Apparently, they’re just as tired out as we are.
She looks on the verge of sleep as she picks up her shorts off the car floor. I don’t want her to get dressed yet. I haven’t yet had my fill of looking at her naked body.
But I’m not about to give her the impression that I want more time with her. Or that my fingers are already twitching to touch her again.
Even if both things are true, I’ve already stolen enough from her mundane little life.
She wiggles her clothes back on patiently, and I watch as she maneuvers into the tight fabric. “I think you’re right,” she remarks suddenly. “I will look back on this memory when I’m old and gray.”
I was the one who initially suggested that. But now, somehow, the idea of becoming just a distant memory to her doesn’t sit well with me. I chalk that up to lingering resentment from the evening I’ve had, and I manage to suppress the snarl that wants to twist my face.
The sinking feeling in my gut is just late-night hunger. That’s all. I’ll grab some tasteless fast food after this and prove that the discomfort has nothing to do with knowing I’ll never see this littletigrionokever again.
