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“Jesus Christ, you’re killing me,” Eric moans, pulling his mouth away to rest his forehead against mine and look down between us at what I’m doing to him.
He is hot and heavy in my hand, and I never want to stop touching him, but I need more. I need him inside me, and I need to feel him everywhere.
“Are we really going to do this in my car like a couple of teenagers, princess?” he asks.
I stop moving my hand, but keep it locked tightly around his cock.
“Why do you always call me princess?”
He keeps his eyes locked on me as he slides one hand between my legs, moving the lace of my thong aside and running the tips of his fingers through my wetness, swirling them around my clit until I start whimpering and rocking my hips against his hand.
“Because you are a princess. A mouthy, take-no-shit princess who deserves better than being fucked in the front seat of a car in a strip-club parking lot,” he tells me, his fingers moving faster until I almost forget my own name.
“You’re right. I do deserve better. But at this particular moment in time, I don’t want better, because there isn’t anything better than this, right here,” I tell him, letting go of him so I can bring my arm up and hold his face in my hands like he did to me earlier. “I just want you. Inside me. Fucking me in the front seat of a car in a strip-club parking lot.”
His fingers are still between my legs, and I let out a whimper of protest as he stares up at me. I wonder for a second if he’s going to put his foot down about this whole princess bullshit, thinking I need to be laid down on a bed of fucking roses with candlelight and soft music playing in the damn background.
“There’s a box of condoms in the glove compartment. Grab them, and hurry the fuck up,” he orders, plunging two fingers inside of me, making me let out a gasping moan before I quickly shut it down and glare at him.
“Seriously? An entire box? You just happen to travel around with a box of condoms in your car?”
He laughs, and I try not to whimper when he pulls his fingers out of me, wraps his arm around me and holds onto me as he leans both of us to the side, opens the glove compartment and pulls out the box, holding it up between us.
“Yes. An entire box. Which, you’ll notice, hasn’t been opened since I bought it the day I met you,” he tells me. “There hasn’t been anyone since you walked into that fucking club over there and knocked me on my ass, princess.”
I nod at him.
“Good answer,” I reply, grabbing the box out of his hands and ripping it open so hard that twenty foil packets go flying all over the seat.
I cut off Eric’s laugh with a kiss and hear him smacking his hand against the seat until he finds a condom, and the sound of him tearing it open is almost more erotic than him moaning into my mouth. I feel his hands working quickly between my legs, and before I know it, he’s grabbing my hip with one hand and reaching between us with the other, moving my thong to the side and lining himself up against my entrance.
We both move at the same time without any hesitation, I lower myself down and he jerks his hips up, slamming all the way inside of me in one swift, movement.
“Holy shit,” I curse, smacking my hands down on the top of the seatback behind Eric’s head and holding on for dear life.
“Sweet Christ, you feel amazing,” he mutters, holding still so I can get used to having him inside me.
My head drops back and he leans his forward, latching his lips to the skin of my throat and kissing his way down as I start to rock against him. He’s so hard and full inside of me, and I’ve never felt anything this amazing. He fits me perfectly, and everything he does drives me crazy in the best way. His mouth continues moving down over my collarbone, making its way to my breasts, and I start moving my body, lifting myself up and down his length.
One of his hands slides under my skirt and palms my ass, helping me move against him, and the other comes up between us, pulling the cup of my bra down so he can circle his tongue around my nipple.
I’ve never really cared for having someone play with my breasts before. It never did anything for me. Probably because I was always self-conscious about their size. When Eric sucks my nipple into his mouth, it does everything for me, and I know it’s because of him. Because of his mouth, because of his tongue, because he does something for me. He does everything for me.
