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“Very exciting. Everyone’s so nice and I can’t wait to come back tomorrow.” I looked up at him and smiled as he leaned in to kiss me. I couldn’t be happier these days, and Wilson played a very big role in that.
His kiss was passionate, and we stood there for a moment until my stomach made a weird sound. I broke the kiss and looked up at him with a crooked grin. “The sandwiches I brought for lunch weren’t enough. I desperately need dinner.”
“Good. I’m taking you to a restaurant right now. Does Italian sound good?”
“Sounds perfect,” I replied, pressing one more kiss to his lips. He opened the passenger door for me, and I waitedpatiently for him to get in too, and once we both put our seatbelts on, Wilson started the car and drove down the main road. My new job was in the city, and we were driving out of it. I didn’t question which restaurant we were going to. As a chef himself, he knew what restaurants made the best dishes, and I trusted him fully to take me somewhere I would enjoy. But when we stopped at the side of the dark road and Wilson locked the door, I frowned and turned to face him with a questioning look. “What are we doing?”
Wilson got rid of our seatbelts. “I haven’t seen you all day. I need to get something off my chest before we go eat.”
I pursed my lips and watched him as he turned to face me with hooded eyes. “What is it?”
He reached out his hand and cupped my face to pull me closer, and he kissed me passionately as I leaned into him. I smiled into the kiss and resting my hand on his thigh to steady myself. The way he touched me always sent shivers down my spine. Especially when he wrapped his fingers around my throat and held me in place to be in control. He did it gently though. He would never hurt me.
I still had The Beak on my mind every time Wilson undressed me, and most nights when Wilson wasn’t next to me, The Beak was the one taking over my dreams. I couldn’t help it, but I was sure that I wasn’t the only one having secret desires with someone who wasn’t their partner. Wilson, for example, always drooled every time he either heard or saw Selena Gomez, and I was one-hundred percent certain that he dreamed about her all the time. It didn’t bother me. Then again, Selena was a freaking queen and even I would shoot my shot if I ever had the chance. The only difference between our celebrity crushes was that Selena wasn’t a serial killer.
The Beak had become a phenomenon overnight on social media, and every time I opened TikTok, a video of him wasthe first thing I saw. It was the algorithm showing me things I liked without me even having to search for them, and I honestly wasn’t mad about it. I was just scared that Wilson would one day find out about it but until now, I was able to keep that secret to myself.
Wilson deepened the kiss and cupped my face with both hands. His car was big enough for us to move freely, and I turned more toward him, not wanting this moment to end.
“Come here, baby,” he muttered into the kiss as he reached down to my thigh to pull it over to him. I climbed over the center console to straddle his lap, then wrapped my arms around his neck. His tongue curled around mine, and his hands squeezed my ass tightly as he pressed me against his body. He was getting hard already, and it was only a matter of time until he was buried deep inside of me. I rubbed against him and ran my fingers over his buzzcut hair. It didn’t bother me not being able to grab onto something. I loved his short hair, and not every man was able to pull it off.
“I need to be inside you. I’ve been thinking about you all fucking day.”
My heart was full because of him. I had fallen so fast for him that I didn’t even realize what hit me at first. Wilson was perfect for me. So caring and kind, and he always made sure I was okay.
We broke the kiss and I helped him with his belt. After that, he unbuttoned his pants and I lifted myself off him so he could push them down along with his boxer briefs. His cock was hard and resting against his stomach, and I admired it while I pulled up my skirt. Everything about him was perfect, and every time I got to see him naked, I realized just how lucky I got.
“If you keep staring at it like that, I might as well come without you even touching me.”
I laughed softly and bit my lower lip as I lifted my gaze to his. “Do you think that’s possible?”
“Hell, I don’t know. But I sure would like to find out.” He grinned and ran his hands down the sides of my body before he hooked his fingers into the hem of my tights and panties. “Up,” he ordered, and I lifted my hips to let him pull them down.
I steadied myself on his shoulders and watched him grip his dick with one hand. He rubbed it for a moment, then he pulled me closer until I was hovering over his tip. He rubbed it through my slit before pressing it against my entrance, and without teasing me too much, he made me slide down on it slowly.
“Oh!” I moaned as his shaft stretched me. I always had to adjust to his size, but he always made sure that I was fine before starting to move.
“Feel okay?” he asked.
I nodded, looking up into his eyes once he was fully buried inside of me. “Yes, it feels perfect.”
He held me in place with his hands on my hips as he started to thrust upward, slowly fucking me. We were both breathing heavily, and in a matter of minutes, it would get insanely hot in this car. His hips moved faster, and he slammed me down to meet his thrusts, making me cry out every time his tip hit that special spot deep inside of me. I didn’t always come when he fucked me, but I came close enough to feel almost as good as when he made me climax.
“Fuuuck, baby. You’re so fucking perfect. Look at me,” he demanded.
I lifted my gaze to meet his eyes and smiled when I saw the passion and admiration in his. He had been the one to tell me that he loved me first, and I didn’t hesitate to say it back. And now, every time he said it, my heart beat just as fast as the first time I heard those words coming out of his mouth. Sometimesthough, he didn’t have to say it for me to know. Sometimes, a simple look into his eyes told me all I needed to know about how he felt.
“So damn beautiful.” He kissed me again, and he continued to fuck me while I circled my hips, waiting for an orgasm to creep up on me. It didn’t take long. I cried out and broke the kiss again to throw back my head and arch my back.
“Please,” I begged. “Please make me come.”
He held me in place then and pushed my hips down so I couldn’t move on top of him anymore, and once he was in control, he started to fuck me hard by ramming his dick into my pussy. I held my breath when the sensation became too much to handle, and my body froze as I reached my climax. Wilson was close too. He didn’t care about the possible mess we could make in his car, and I was eagerly waiting for his cum to fill me.
“GAAAH!” His groan was loud enough to be heard outside of the car, but luckily, we were alone parked along this dark road. His cum filled me as I finally fell over the edge, letting out a loud moan as I collapsed on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me, whispering in my ear how much he adored me, and we sat there like that for a while until we both calmed down.
“Now I’m even more hungry.”
Wilson chuckled and rubbed my back before making me lean back to look at him. “Let me clean us up, then we’ll go to dinner and you can get as much pizza and pasta as you want.”
