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“Fuckkk. Please don’t stop.”
I pump my hand faster. Her hands are clawing any part of my body she can reach. I know she’s close by the way her body is squirming in the seat. It’s when her hands connect with my thigh that I lose it. I dive in as far as I can go, hooking my finger the slightest bit.
“That's it,” she practically screams. Her hips start bucking harder into me. “That’s the spot.”
“That’s it, Avery. I want this pretty pussy to be dripping onto the passenger seat with your cum.”
“God.” She lets out a low, guttural moan of pleasure. “You’re going to make me come just talking like that.”
“My girl likes it fucking dirty, huh?”
“God, yes.”
She’s right there. I feel her pussy begin to pulse around my two fingers.
“I can assure you, Avery.” I release my fingers from her pussy, to tease her clit one more time. “God does not talk like this. The only two people in this car right now are me and you.”
She groans in annoyance. “Marc!”
“Now be the good little slut that I know you are.” I tease her clit with slow circles. “And come for me. But when you do, I want it to be my name that comes out of your mouth, not the Lord’s.”
I don’t allow her a second to respond before I dive my two fingers back into her pussy. Leaving them there as I let her hips ride my hand. Her eyes never leave the spot where we connect while she bucks her hips into me. She quickly contracts around me, and that does it.
“I’m coming,” she screams.
“Yes you are, Avery.”
She screams out a mix of curse words and my name laced into her orgasm. Her pussy squeezes my fingers as she comes all over my hand. Her arousal is dripping down my wrists and onto the seat.
It takes her a minute to catch her breath. I turn my gaze to look at her and she looks thoroughly sated. I can’t help the grin that takes over my face as I release my fingers from the wet warmth of her.
“Pleased with yourself?”
I turn back to look at the road, the same time I bring my two soaking wet fingers to my mouth as she watches every move, chest rising and falling while her mouth parts open again. The second they touch my tongue, I swear I could come right here, right now. Like a teenage boy who just busted in his pants by simply looking at a girl for the first time.
Jesus. She tastes… better than I ever imagined.
“I’m pleased with something. That's for sure.”
“I did notevertake you for being a dirty dog.”
I smirk. “What did you take me as then?”
“I don’t know, but it certainly wasn’t… that.”
I give my fingers one last suck as I lick them clean. “You taste fucking so sweet, Ave. Dare I say, you taste better than that apple crisp.”
“You must have bumped your head,” she cries out in laughter. She adjusts her dress to bring it back down over her legs. “Because there is nothing better than apple crisp.”
When we left Bill's house, I thought the same thing.
And then I got my first taste of Avery Woods.
“I just want to know why we need this much fucking macaroni salad?”
I scoop out yet another tub that Peyton has made. I swear there is about four gallons of this stuff ready for this Fourth of July barbeque.
I love macaroni salad like the next person, but this is absurd.
