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He adds a third finger and continues to bring me closer to my first orgasm.
I let out a long moan as he strokes my walls.
Leaning my head back, I close my eyes and let the overwhelming pleasure consume me.
“So close.” I mumble as he continues to fuck me with his fingers.
He lightly pinches my clit and sends me head first off the edge.
I scream out through my release, not caring who may be around to hear or see.
He doesn’t let me come down from my high. He circles my clit, keeping me on the edge of another orgasm.
I need more from him.
As if sensing my needs, he pulls his fingers from my core and quickly replaces them with his hard cock as he licks my juices off his fingers.
The sight is overwhelmingly erotic.
I watch as his eyes darken with lust, mimicking my own gaze.
He slowly slides his cock out of my warmth before slamming back into me. His balls slap against my ass.
My walls clamp down, never wanting to let him go, as another orgasm quickly approaches.
He reaches between our bodies and strokes my clit, rubbing his thumb in a perfect circle, bringing every nerve ending to life.
The only sound that can be heard is the echoing of my moans.
He pounds my pussy with no remorse and no care for the outside world. Only the two of us exist inside our bubble.
His thrusts get faster before stilling as his own orgasm flows.
His thumb presses down on my clit as pleasure erupts. I scream out my release, not caring who might hear.
He lays down beside me on the folded seats with his softening cock still inside me. Our lips lazily meet one another, sharing in the euphoric aftermath of our passion.
These moments with Damien are as close to perfection as I could ever hope for, so why are things complicated the rest of the time?
“I’m sorry about today.” He whispers against my lips.
“It was just a misunderstanding. It’s really no big deal.” I whisper back.
I don’t know why I just said that. It should be a big deal and it’s something we should talk about before ever having sex again.
I just don’t know if my will power is that strong.
“No more misunderstandings. I promise to be open, honest, and communicate more.” He lets out a sigh as he pulls me into him.
I lay my head on his chest and let the rhythmic rise and fall of his torso lull me into a peaceful, dream-like state.
Sure, we are currently laying naked in the back of his car where anyone passing by could see, but I’ve never felt more content.
Maybe this is a turning point in our relationship.
After several silent minutes in each other's arms, I sit up and slowly gather my clothes and slip them on.
It feels a bit awkward getting dressed in silence, but I push those feelings to the back of my mind and finish getting dressed.
