by Dark Angel
I smile up at her. “That would be amazing. Thank you.”
She smiles back and tosses a few pieces on my plate, then takes hers over to the dishwasher. On her way back through the room, she drops a kiss on my head, and then disappears into her bedroom.
This should be fucking weird. I should be freaking out. Running out the door. Trying my best to escape everything about this situation that screams get out while you still can. This is more domestic than anything I’ve ever done in my life. It’s almost like we’re just your average married couple getting up and having coffee together before heading off to work.
But you wanna know the craziest part? I’m not freaked out at all. It’s actually nice to wake up with someone. Not some random chick that you fucked and didn’t have the sense to make leave the night before. Someone that makes you smile when you open your eyes and find her there next to you. Someone who you want to sit down to coffee with and talk about your plans for the day.
And for me, that someone is Layla. I could totally get used to this. I’ve gotten used to having her in my life over the past weeks, and I don’t want it to end.
Just the idea of her time with me concluding once she finishes her investigation has me feeling strange things I’ve never felt before. Nerves. Uncertainty. Something that feels a lot like panic. I don’t even know what’s happened to me. All I know is Layla is the best thing in my life right now and I’m not ready to let her go.
“What are you thinking about so seriously?” she teases as she sits back down across from me, this time fully dressed for the day. I’m still sitting there in my boxer briefs. No, I didn’t wear her micro-dick ex-boyfriend’s pants to bed, thank you very much. I have to draw the line somewhere.
I smile at her. “Just trying to get my head in the game. Busy day ahead.”
“From what I’ve seen, you have no problem getting your head exactly where it needs to be.” She grins at her own joke.
“Nice one,” I laugh. “But there’s only one place I want my head these days.”
“Oh really?” she asks coyly.
It’s true. Even though I’ve been going through applications to select my next guest, I honestly haven’t figured out how to handle the situation when I actually have to go back on camera and help her out. Not now that I’m dating Layla. I’ve never been in a relationship before. And while I’m not sure that’s what this is, it feels pretty damn close. How’s she going to feel when I have my next guest on? It’s coming up fast.
Ugh, I don’t even want to think about it.
“Want some coffee?” she says, frowning. “You look out of it.”
“No, I’m good. I don’t drink coffee.”
She looks like I just told her I don’t believe the earth is actually round or something equally outrageous.
“What?”
She shakes her head. “I just can’t imagine not having my cup of coffee in the morning. It gets me going.”
I shrug. “I don’t need it. I just hit the gym in the mornings and that wakes me up. Though, I don’t think I’ll have time for it this morning. I have you to thank for that.”
“I didn’t hear you complaining before.” Layla arches her eyebrows.
Laughing, I check my watch. My driver should be here soon with a fresh suit for me to wear to work, but not quite yet. I still have a little time.
“Well, if I’m going to miss my morning workout, thanks to you, the least you can do is make it up to me.”
A slow smile spreads across her lips, and I know she’s on the same page. “What did you have in mind?”
“Oh, I can think of a few things…”
Layla
Jake’s driver arrives sooner than expected, but that doesn’t stop us from moving our new morning workout to the limo.
"I know it isn't as easy to get caught while we're fucking in the limo, but we can certainly make up for a missed workout in here," Jake says with a laugh.
I punch his arm playfully. "You and I don't have to risk getting caught to still have sex," I say. It's true, don't laugh, I just happen to very much enjoy indulging my exhibitionist fantasies with Jake.
I hold his hand and step into the car, sliding across the seat. When the door closes, I feel a change in the air when he sits down next to me. His fingertips are on the nape of my neck before I have a second to think and I'm already breathing more quickly in anticipation of his hands on me. Having sex in a limo is definitely new territory for me and I want to enjoy every second of it. I wonder about the moving car, the driver, and other random stuff like that.
Then I gasp, his lips pressing against my neck, and I lose all sense of anything but him and immediately forget all of my thoughts when his mouth touches me. He captures the skin of my neck between his teeth for a second, and I shiver. Then his hand replaces his mouth and his lips close over mine.
My fingers tear at his shirt, ready to strip him down so that I can put my mouth on his body while our kiss deepens. His hands make short order of my clothes, tearing everything off so quickly that I gasp. My discarded clothes and poor, abused little thong are a heap on the floor with his shoes, and his clothes are soon to join them. "I might have needed those things for later, you know," I say, laughing, but I really don't care. I just want to be able to rub my naked body against his, so I get rid of his clothes just as quickly. I take my mouth to his neck, and his fingers go to the wet spot between my thighs, now bared.
"Fuck, I need to fuck you so hard," Jake groans. "If I had my way, you'd never wear anything. I'd keep you naked all the time so I could fuck you as much as I wanted with nothing in the way." Then I feel his fingers start to stroke my pussy lips. The way he runs up and down the length of my pussy is enough to make me cry out against his skin.
"Mmm," I moan. "Yes, fuck, yes," I tell him, desperate for more, my pussy grinding on his hand. "I always want you inside me," I manage to tell him before I suck in my lower lip and try to breathe with the way he's touching my pussy.
But he already knows I want more and he pulls his fingers away from my pussy and replaces them with his cock.
I let out a wild moan as I feel his thickness sliding all the way inside of my pussy, his long inches destroying every single nerve ending on the way.
“Fuck, your pussy feels so goddamn good,” Jake growls against my ear.
I open my mouth to respond, but all I can manage is a moan, pleasure turning into sound as it rolls over my tongue.
I inhale sharply as he slides his cock out of me, and that is only so that he can thrust into my pussy again. Pistoning into me steadily, he starts by building a rhythm. First, softly, and then moving so furiously that I feel as if my brain is on fire. Each time he thrusts it's as if molten lava is being poured into my pussy, but the kind of molten lava that unleashes ecstasy all over my body and makes me desperate for more of him, so much more.
It doesn’t take long; a few hard thrusts and that’s all it takes for my pussy to tighten up around his cock like a vice, his shaft buried deep inside me as a tidal wave of ecstasy sweeps over me. I let it drag me down to the depths of pleasure, arching my back and screaming so loud that my lungs feel like two balloons about to pop.
“Oh god, YES!” I moan as he slides his cock out of my pussy, flames of lust dancing in his eyes.
Pleasure makes my muscles tense up and, before I know it, even my throat is choking out my moans. I just exhale sharply, bracing myself for impact, and it happens before I even know where it came from. The orgasm just explodes inside of me, a ball of fire sending tendrils of flames all over my body.
I scream so loud that the windows in the limo might shatter, but Jake just keeps on thrusting furiously, his cock ravaging my pussy in a way that I didn’t think to be possible. Slowing down for a few seconds, he slides one forearm under my waist and, leaning back, he pulls me into him and makes me go on all fours.
Propping myself up on my elbows, I start thrusting back against him, grinning as the sound of my ass cheeks slapping his thighs fill
the whole limo. I keep going like that until I feel beads of sweat pooling on my forehead and, perhaps feeling the exhaustion taking over my body, Jake grabs me by the hips and forces me to stop. Then, without a moment’s rest, he thrusts with as much strength as he has, slamming his body against mine almost too viciously.
His cock buries itself so deep inside my pussy that I find the strength to scream again. Thrusting fast and hard, he allows one hand to go around my waist and, finding my clit, he presses down on it with his fingers. Stroking it as he fucks me, he drives me all the way up pleasure’s lane, ecstasy crackling under my skin and scorching my brain.
Taking a deep breath, I start moving again, swaying my body back and forth as Jake pounds into me. His thighs slap my ass over and over again, the sound of our skin slapping together the most erotic sound I've ever heard in my life. A smile sweeps over my face as I surrender to perfect lust of the moment, every nerve ending on my body completely overtaken by the sweetest pleasure ever. His cock is so thick that it pushes back my inner walls, a burning sensation taking over my pussy each time Jake thrusts and slams his cock all the way into me.
“Fuck me so hard, please, fuck me as hard as you can, Jacob!” I beg him, desperate for him to give me every last inch of that cock as much and as hard as he can. There’s something about him that just grabs everything that I am and turns it upside down, coating all my dominance with deep layers of a submissive craving for his cock.
“Anything you ask, Layla,” he groans, and then starts fucking me so fast that I can’t even tell anymore when his cock is sliding in or sliding out. All I know is that ecstasy rages through my veins, burning them and consuming all of me. Even my soul feels like it’s on fire.
His thrusts are so vicious that I end up falling forward, my arms sprawled in front of me as I press my face against the leather seat. He’s still grabbing me by the waist though, keeping my ass up as he demolishes my pussy. I love being his to fuck, any way that he sees fit, as hard as he wants, and I'm pushing back against him with all my might so that he fucks me as deep and as hard as he can.
Unable to move or even make a sound, I just surrender to his thrusts and let that electric storm take over every single inch of my body. My muscles feel as heavy as concrete, my heart feels as small as a dime, and even my lungs are kicking and punching against my ribcage as if they want to escape my body. Even my brain has turned into something wild and ferocious, completely out of control as it devours the onslaught of sensations that flood it.
“Fuck,” I hiss, closing my eyes as I feel my insides clenching. My inner walls clamp around Jake's cock, and knowing that I'm so close to coming, he drags his fingers over my clit.
“My cock is throbbing for you, Layla. I love fucking you so much,” Jake growls.
His words set my body on fire, making my whole body light up with need even more. The pleasure shooting through my body makes me clamp around his cock as hard as I can, desperate to milk every last drop of pleasure from him as fast as I can.
"I love feeling you come," Jake continues, and I can barely breathe at his words...and at how hard wave after wave of pleasure overtakes me. My body unravels, as an orgasm of extreme proportions streams out of me, superseding all the other lust that was coursing through me with a supernova of desire burning up every part of my being.
Passengers in other cars are just going about their regular commutes and they have no idea what we're doing. None of them can see us, we’re invisible to everyone, lost in our own pleasure and the reality of the secrecy just turns me on. It’s just Jake and me, and the rest of the world doesn’t even exist. We've been caught, we can fuck and be seen...but right now I'm not sharing, and that's just as hot.
I might as well admit that fucking Jake is always hot to me, that no matter what's happening, if he's making me come, I'm in for one of the best experiences of my life.
Jake pulls his cock from my pussy and I drop instantly to my knees before him, eager to taste my pussy on his cock—and his orgasm when it comes.
I lick the side of his shaft until I reach its roots. Going further down, I kiss his balls, sucking one in; it pops into my mouth easily, and I roll it over my tongue, my lips not allowing it to escape. I want to taste every last drop of my pussy that’s all over him, and I'm tasting him, too. When I finally let it go free, I turn my attention to the other one, lapping at it with my tongue before sucking it in. They’re massive and heavy holding all his delicious cum inside of them...
I just can’t help but open my mouth as wide as I can, taking both of his balls inside of me. I suck on them hard before I finally turn my attention to his shaft. I slide my tongue in a straight upward line, stopping for a heartbeat on his tip, lapping at it with my tongue and just sucking his glans with my eager lips. I hear him grunt slightly, and the sound of it sends shivers up and down my spine.
He starts thrusting wildly now, and my mouth is open wide as his cock slides in and out of me. It’s so perfect that there’s no other way to put this: he’s fucking my mouth, and it feels fucking amazing.
“Fuck…” he grunts suddenly, his pace winding down. He’s close to coming, and he’s trying to resist the urge to do it...Well, it’s not his call because, one, I know he doesn't need to hold back, and two, I'm going to taste his cum when I want to. He said I was making up his lost gym time, but this workout isn't just about him.
“Come for me, baby...Just do it…” I whisper, taking his cock out of my mouth just to get the words out. I dive onto it again, and even though he’s pulling his hips back, trying to get his cock out of me, I accompany his motion and push my mouth even further down. Grabbing his cock by the base tightly, I start sucking with as much effort as I can manage, bobbing my head back and forth as if my life depended on it. It doesn’t take long for his cock to start pulsing against the inner side of my cheeks, and knowing that he’s close, I push through the pain on my neck and keep going as hard as humanly possible.
“Fuck!” he groans, this time louder. His fingers curl against my scalp, and with one mighty thrust, he comes into my mouth. It’s warm and salty, and as it gushes in a torrent over my tongue, I can feel my skin prickling. I remain still, his spasming cock inside of me as he shoots his seed, filling my mouth until it can’t hold anything else, both with his cock and his cum.
When his fingers on my head relax, I start pulling off, tightening my lips around his cock on the way up. I look up at him then, making a grimace out of it as his cum is still filling my mouth; he’s breathing hard, but there’s a grin of satisfaction on his face.
Still looking him in the eyes, I open my mouth, showing him all of the cum I have in my mouth. His face lights up with a devious grin and he takes my hand in his, pulling me up and into him. I love when he handles me like this, moving me around like a sex object...which hole will he stick his cock in next? How hard am I going to come? Where is he going to come all over me? I don't so much care the answer to any of those questions since just about anything could be the answer, and I like not knowing exactly how I'm getting off with him next, just that I'm going to and it’s going to be incredible.
As soon as I’m at his level, I lean forward and press my mouth against his, parting my lips and letting his tongue in. I feel his cum starting to drip down my chin as we kiss, and I don't mind that we're making a mess. In fact, I like the mess, and I know Jake does, too, based on how he reacts. He sucks on my tongue, and then rolls his inside of my mouth, stealing back all of his cum. The moment he pulls back from me, I wipe my chin with the back of my hand, swallowing whatever’s left inside of my mouth. Grinning, he does the same, his Adam’s apple moving up and down as his own fluids go down his throat. I love that Jake is such a sexual being. We share our bodies, we share our cum, and we both love every minute of it.
His mouth goes to my nipples now, licking over them and then sucking as much of my tits into his mouth, one after the other, that he can fit. It turns out that's quite a bit and my eyes roll back in my head at the sensation, my wh
ole body gravitating toward him as his mouth overtakes me. I run my hands through my hair, needing to stretch out my arms and just feel what he's doing to me.
And just then he flips me over and I'm almost in shock at the quick movement, but then again, Jake always keeps me guessing as to what's coming next.
I jut my ass back at Jake and start thrusting back in his direction. He grabs my hips and starts pounding me. He just goes all in right from the start, his whole cock sliding in and out of me so fast my breathing goes ragged. My hands on my body drive me higher and higher towards pleasure, making me ache more for everything his perfect body has to offer.
"Fuck, that feels so good," I cry out. My voice quivering as Jake fucks me senselessly, my moans trying to turn into screams but the sounds pent up within me. The screams trapped inside my body travel all the way to my brain, almost making me explode.
“You’re going to come,” he says, slapping my ass with the back of his hand. “And you’re going to come hard.”
“Make me, Jacob,” I reply, rocking my backside against him with the same brashness he’s pounding into me; no more than thirty seconds and I go from my hands to my elbows, hair falling down on my shoulders as I feel the thunder of climax drawing close.
Sweet pleasure courses through my veins, but I don’t stop. Somehow, I think that Jake’s insatiable hunger is rubbing off on me. I am normally a pretty horny gal but he just makes me even hornier to the point where I'm an animal driven purely by lust and instinct and I'm only acting in a way that will get me fucked more and make sure that I come harder. I push past all my limits and continue thrusting back at him until I can feel an ungodly pressure mounting inside of me; if I don’t come soon, I’m going to really explode. But before I can come, he laces his arms around my waist and pulls me back.
Still with his cock in me, he lies down on the seat as I roll into a sitting position over his cock, my back turned to him. I let the orgasm come then, grabbing Jake’s ankles while I sway my hips back and forth, left and right, all over his cock. Electricity and flames devour me, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. Only when my body becomes completely spent will I do it, and only because I won’t be physically capable of carrying on.
