His cock convulses.
With one hand on the steering wheel he quickly moves his other hand to my ankle, his need to touch me winning over. He wants to be a part of what I’m doing. He keeps glancing at me, then back to the road in quick succession as I part my thighs for him to get a glimpse of my warm, snug sex.
I think I’ve effectively gotten his mind off of things, and I feel high from it. I start moving my foot against his thigh and rub my toes against his bulge. A moan escapes my lips when I feel the hardness, and I teasingly lower the sucker back down my body.
“Noah? Are you watching?” My voice is hedonistic and noticeably unlike my own.
I feel the SUV slow down and he looks over at me. “I am. Show me, baby. Show me what you want.”
I make eye contact with him and slip the sucker over my clit and down lower between my folds; I gasp at the odd sensation, but continue as I imagine it being the head of his shaft.
“Heather . . . I want to taste that damn sucker now. Fuck, I love that wet pussy.”
Heat floods my sex and the sounds that escape me are highly erotic. His grip on my ankle tightens. “You mean taste it like this?” I ask as I bring it from my folds, back up to between my lips, and into my mouth, moaning while I suck and lick my taste from it. I’ve never done anything like this before, but it’s a major turn-on to do this in front of him, to please him.
A long, drawn-out groan rumbles in the back of his throat, and I want to feel that same vibration running up my clit as his tongue works me to the edge of explosion, the edge of ecstasy.
I can’t help but lower my hand and open myself up for him, showing him just how wet I am for him. “Look baby, I’m so wet right now.” I boldly slide the sucker between my folds and push it up inside myself.
I can feel his cock flex with my foot resting on his upper thigh. “Shit.”
I continue to rub his straining bulge with my foot as I play with myself, toying with the sucker. My hips move of their own accord while I twirl the sucker inside me, being sure to lock eyes with him every time I put it back in my mouth and taste my own juices coating it.
“Do you like this, Noah?” I try and make him tell me how he’s feeling. I need to hear his sexy voice.
“Oh fuck it,” he says brashly and pulls off onto the side of the expressway, putting the emergency flashers on and undoing his seat belt. His body moves over mine quickly as he takes my mouth, tasting my allure like I have been.
He groans at the taste and shoves his tongue deeper down my throat. My hand is still holding the sucker inside myself and I continue to play with it while he takes my mouth. I can feel my impending orgasm start to build and I decide to chase it.
His hand finds mine as I hold the sucker and I grind my hips toward our hands, which pushes the sucker deeper inside of me.
“Fuck, Heather.”
I let go, and his fingers slip inside me. I grip onto his shirt tightly and reach for his zipper. “Let me see how hard you are,” I demand breathlessly.
“Right here?” he snarls in urgency. “Get in the back, Heather. Now.”
I smile triumphantly and crawl over the middle console, making sure to give him a show of bending over when I make my way back. At this moment I couldn’t care less that we’re parked on the side of the expressway. I’ve worked myself up so much now that there’s no way I’d take no for an answer.
Noah
I’m trying to comprehend what’s going on; surely this can’t be a wet dream. Heather is crawling over the center console of the SUV with her pretty little ass giving me a show I’ve only dreamed of. The sucker in her hand is a fucking bonus. I frantically remove my jeans and kick off my shoes as I watch her sink the blue raspberry-flavored candy back into her pink pussy.
My dick is solid, rock-hard from her little show, and I know I’ll be damn close to busting the moment I bury myself inside of her.
I make my way over the center console and lean down between her legs. “Mmm, these are two flavors I never thought I’d taste at the same time.”
I pull the sucker out of her and kiss her unusually sticky pussy. She whimpers her appreciation and runs her fingers through my hair, locking them in place and tugging until I glance up at her. I lazily run my tongue up her sweetened clit and groan when I taste her and blue raspberry. Her other hand moves into my hair to push my mouth down on her sticky wetness as her thighs press against each side of my face.
I growl deep against her pussy and nip at her lips, pulling at her clit with my teeth. “Holy fuck, Heather, what’s gotten into you?” I say muffled against her.
“I just . . . oh. I need you,” she moans breathlessly. I blow warm air up her clit before I start eating her again. Her gorgeous thighs tighten around me and she digs her toes into my back and I pull away from her almost pulsing pussy. “Not a chance in hell. You are only coming when my cock is buried deep inside of you.”
I smile against her smooth inner thigh when the sexiest little growl fills the SUV. I nuzzle her soft skin and kiss her before turning my head to sink my teeth into her thigh. Her skin is screaming with want and need of our connection.
She lets out a high-pitched cry. I gaze up at her and watch her tug on her sticky, peaked nipples. I move the sucker back to her pussy and push it inside of her, watching the deep blue-colored head move in and out of her achingly slowly.
“Yes,” she keeps chanting and rocking her hips to meet the sucker’s advances.
My cock spasms eagerly, and I push my boxer briefs down and off, freeing my straining erection. I run my hand along my dick to show her exactly how fucking turned on I am. A bead of pre-come dew’s on the tip, and if it wasn’t for the sucker in her fine pussy, I bet she’d pounce on me. I move closer to her again and start kissing her fervently. She bites down on my lower lip and slides her hand down my chest, “Please . . .”
“You’re soaked, baby. Look at that creamy pussy.”
I pull away from her lips and bite my way down to her gorgeous tits. I’m barely able to contain myself; I can feel my muscles tense and shake as my hands grip her upper arms. I’m trying not to ravage her shuddering body but damn, she’s got me worked up to a point where I won’t have control over my actions for much longer.
I reach down and pull the sucker out of her pussy. She moans in protest, but I proceed regardless. She’s watching me, begging me silently. I smirk and place the wet sucker into my mouth and kneel up, spreading her legs wider apart.
“You’ve fucked with my head for long enough, ballerina; now my head is going to fuck you.”
I rise up over her and feed my firm, throbbing cock into her sweet, sticky pussy with great force, moving the sucker to one side of my mouth, tasting my girl and raspberries.
She moans sweetly. “Oh? I think you’re just a big tease. Unless . . .”
I leisurely slide my thick shaft out of her as she speaks.
“ . . . you show me just how hard you can fuck me.”
I raise my eyebrow at her words and lean down over her, wordlessly informing her that I’m in control. My tongue moves the sucker around in my mouth to the other side and I swallow the sweet, yet slightly sour juice before speaking near her lips.
“Challenge accepted, Miss Lane.”
My tongue darts out and teases her parted lips. I can feel the warmth of her pussy on the head of my bobbing cock as it sits teasingly near her entrance. Her breath comes quicker, almost a pant, as I slide my hand up her flat stomach and over her perky tits. I decide to make her wait for my cock until I can feel her pussy weep for me.
“You like to torment me, don’t you, Heather?” I ask as my hand slides up her throat and I squeeze with just the right amount of pressure.
My cock twitches when she lets out a gasp.
“That’s right, baby. You like this part of me, don’t you?”
I move my hand up her jaw before dipping my thumb forcefully into her mouth. Fuck me, her hot little mouth feels good. I tease her pussy as I rock my hips unhurriedly
, grinding my swollen head against her tender clit. Her tongue twirls around my thumb and I graze the pad over her lower teeth. She bites down on my thumb as I grunt with surprise before pulling free from her mouth. I quickly tangle my fingers in her long dark-chocolate hair as I jerk and yank her head back.
Her sweet lips part, and I take her mouth hard, shoving my tongue in and fucking her mouth the way she likes. My fingers clench in her hair, and I instantly feel her pussy drip juices onto my cock. I growl and keep her head still as I press my forehead to hers.
“You like it when I’m rough? Your pussy just gushed for me. Do you feel that?”
Her mouth drops open, and she pants, and I slam my cock up, gliding balls deep into her drenched channel.
Holy fuck.
I don’t even give her time to warm up to me before I fully pull out of her tightness and slam back in, savoring each solitary stroke inside of her. I pull back to look at her face, and I switch the sucker to the other side of my mouth, looking down at her as my hands are fisting her hair. Her body is riddled with tiny goosebumps as I feel her adjust to my length.
“Noah . . . oh God . . .”
I smirk and plant my feet, giving me leverage to force my cock so far into her pussy that she’ll scream out as I pummel her. I can feel her stretch for me while I propel myself into her gorgeous pussy repeatedly.
“Just remember you asked for this, baby.”
I growl and penetrate her tight little hole again; I’ve never fucked her this hard before and I’m in fucking ecstasy. She’s clawing at my back and my ass, piercing my skin with her nails, and I want to be so incredibly deep in her that she feels me in her throat.
“That’s right baby, swallow my cock whole,” I groan and suck the juices that are pooling in my mouth from the sucker. “You wanted to tease me, didn’t you? You liked seeing my cock grow when I watched you.” I grit my teeth and release her hair when she gasps. She tries to say my name, but I’m fucking the breath out of her.
“You’re the big tease, Heather. Not me.”
I pound her pussy relentlessly, effortlessly shoving her legs wider as I glance down, watching my cock slide between her walls readily.
“Damn, baby, look at all the cream on my cock.”
I pound hard again, then stop, holding myself deep.
“I want to see you suck that cream from my dick.”
“Ye-yes . . . let me suck your cock, Noah,” she faintly replies and her head falls back. I continue to stroke her pussy with my heavy shaft when I feel her walls grip my dick tighter.
“Yeah, baby, that’s it . . . show me how you’re supposed to come, Heather.”
I growl and press my thumb against her swollen hood, caressing that bundle of nerves.
“Make that pussy cream, Heather.”
Her legs start to tremble and I know she’s going to blow. Quickly, I finger her creamy pussy while my dick pounds her. She’s completely drenched my fingers and I reach down and without warning, slip my middle finger into her tight, puckered hole.
“Oh fuck yes . . .” I growl low when I feel her hot warmth around my finger, stroking her tight ring with my slick finger. Her gasp and moan steal my breath, and I have to fight blowing my load.
She’s wholly losing herself to me, and I to her.
“Noah . . .” is all she can manage to say.
Seconds later an earth-shattering scream rocks the interior of the SUV when her body spasms around me. Her pussy has my cock in a vise grip as I slowly finger-fuck her ass to intensify her orgasm. I ensure that I take care of her before I surrender to my restrained climax.
I can’t stop pounding her tight pussy. My jaw is clenched, holding the sucker in my cheek as I look down at her. “Do what I say, Heather . . . keep coming all over my cock. You wanted me like this—now you’ve got it, baby.”
I ram up into her so hard, using her sweet, sticky pussy the way she wanted me to.
She throws her head back and screams, her lungs drawing in a deep breath as her body relaxes and then explodes again in another intense orgasm.
I smirk as her pussy quivers and clamps down around me. “That’s it, ballerina . . .”
“Noah . . . I can’t . . .” she declares, but I know otherwise.
I lean down and remove the sucker from my mouth, dragging it along her damp throat. “You like that in your ass, don’t you, Heather?”
I swipe my tongue over the sticky trail I just left before sinking my teeth into her neck. Her ass clenches around my finger and I still, relishing how it feels. She’s trying to speak to me, her lips are moving, but there are no words coming out of her lascivious mouth.
“That’s what I thought.”
She looks down at our adjoining bodies and mumbles, “I want to feel you.”
I have a slight grasp on my control at this moment and her words just about knock me out. My cock jerks inside her, and I pull my finger from her ass as I thrust my dick in to the hilt.
Jesus Christ.
I grab her jaw and slide my lips over hers. “Not yet, ballerina, but soon.” I start pounding away at her gushing pussy and quickly lose myself, groaning into her mouth.
She sags on the seat and in my arms. She’s completely worn out. I soon slow my advances to a complete stop and smile knowingly against her lips. I take the sucker and run it along her lower lip before I pull my length out of her pussy. I watch my release bathe her pussy lips; I can’t help the grin that forms on my face. I move what’s left of the sucker down her overworked, fatigued, and drained body until it lies between her lips. I push the deep blue candy inside of her once more, submerging it into our orgasms, and then moving it up to her swollen roseate lips.
“Suck.”
She ardently takes it into her mouth. The second our sweet and salty releases hit her taste buds, a sharp, carnal whine fills the SUV. Her eyes lock onto mine when I hear the remaining candy fragment under her bite.
“I’m glad to see you savoring this, little miss.”
Her lips curl up, and her gaze is glassed over. I can’t help but chuckle and kiss her forehead. “Fuck, Heather, I love you.”
“Mhmm, I love you, Greek god,” she musters and stretches her arms lazily until they are wrapped around my neck. “Take me to bed?”
“Bed? Baby, we’re not even remotely close to home or Southampton. Get dressed and I’ll find a hotel nearby.”
I lift my body off of hers and grab her clothes from the front seat. She’s already half asleep with her pretty little naked ass on the brown leather beneath her.
I decide not to attempt to put her bra and panties on because I’ll just have to remove them once we’re in the hotel room, so I grab my sweatshirt instead and help her into it. She slumps back against the seat as I try to get her leggings on. Fuck, how the hell do women do this shit? It takes me a good five minutes, if not more, to get them up and over her ass.
She’s practically passed out from exhaustion, so I decide to leave her in the back. I lay her head down on the right-hand seat so I can check on her while I drive. Pulling her pink blanket off of the front seat, I lay it over her. I know how damn cold she gets, and I don’t want her waking up because of it. I get my clothes back on with great difficulty, wondering how in the hell I got them off in the first place.
I look back over my shoulder after I get seated, and she’s still passed out. I’m not the least bit sorry that I fucked her to sleep.
I look forward and am about to drive off when I realize I can’t see shit. The windows are completely fogged up from our lovemaking, and it makes me laugh. I hit the defrost button and within thirty seconds, the windows are clear. I pull back onto the expressway and drive in silence, taking this time to think and drive a little farther.
How the hell did we go from arguing and disagreeing on shit to using a sucker to please her? I shake my head and chuckle to myself. This woman drives me fucking crazy, but I wouldn’t trade what we have for anything in this fucked-up world. I won’t let what we have end up in a
tragedy.
I glance back at my sleeping beauty and smirk. She’s getting bolder in this relationship, which is good I guess. She used to keep her walls up, and I tried all I could to get her to open up. Now . . . she’s got no problem broaching subjects that are off-limits.
I know there is no way in hell she’s going to drop the subject of Mae.
Now that she’s introduced the subject, though, I realize that it’s something that I’m going to have to deal with soon. I simply can’t keep pushing it off to avoid the unequivocal discomfort and distress it brings me. I make a mental note to contact Joel once we get back to the city to find out more about where she is being housed and if it comes down to it, how I will be able to visit her in the correctional facility.
I think Heather’s right when she said that I need to talk to Mae. It might be the only way that I will be able to fully move past this heinous part of my life.
I don’t know why I thought Heather would let me just drop the subject forever. But that’s what I’ve always done. You fuck me over, and I’m done with you forever. But not her: she’s the only one I’ve ever forgiven. And her huge fucking heart is weighing on me and forcing me to feel things for people, even if they’ve done me wrong. Hell, after the way Dani talked to me in London, I normally would have written her off—fuck you and goodbye—but she’s Heather’s sister, and I’m learning to give people second chances.
Content with my decision, I nod and look back at Heather. Hell, she’s gorgeous when she sleeps. I decide to buckle down and drive through the next hour and a half to Southampton, and to the address Henry gave me.
I don’t see the house at first, but I turn down the drive as far as the gate will allow and kill my lights. What I can see is a white Georgian-style home, landscaped with uplighting, and surrounded by towering trees and a meticulously manicured lawn. From what I can see in the dark, there are four wooden rocking chairs sitting on the front porch, next to white columns that support a large second-floor balcony. There seems to be another building behind the main house, possibly a guest cottage. This home is one of a kind and radiates love and comfort, two things I would give the world to feel from my parents.
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