I’m not ashamed to say that I’ve been around the block and I know when a woman is into me. And Little Red is definitely into me.
Aha, I found the culprit. The head gasket.
Making sure my dick has calmed down enough, I pivot my body back toward the beauty. “I’m sorry, miss. It looks like it’s the head gasket which can be pricey to fix. Not sure how attached you are to this baby, but I can give you five-thousand for her and drop you off wherever you need to go.”
I inwardly flinch. I know it’s a lowball offer, but I love to bargain. Yes, I know I’m a fucking millionaire but who doesn’t love a good haggle now and then.
Even so, now I feel like a dick. Looking at Little Red now, she’s like a deer in headlights—those big green eyes looking at me in astonishment. I’m not sure if it’s at my extremely lowball offer or her not expecting someone to outright offer to buy her truck from her.
Before I can retract my offer, I see fire flare behind her emerald orbs as her lips turn up into a predatory smile.
“So you want Big Red?” She stalks toward me, her hand reaching out and pressing against my chest before trailing down onto my abs and stopping just above my belt buckle.
What the fuck? She’s gone from innocent hottie to take-charge hottie in two seconds flat.
I can definitely get behind this.
“Yes. I want Big Red.” I smile at the name she’s given her truck, so similar to the one I’ve given her. “But the fact that you’ve named your truck tells me you’re probably not going to sell it without a fight. How about twenty-thousand? Will that be enough?”
I let my hand come to her face, the back of my fingers caressing her rosy cheeks. She really is stunning.
Unlike any other woman I’ve seen before. She has this natural beauty about her. Like she’s glowing from within.
Little Red shivers under my touch, letting me know I’m having the same effect on her that she is me.
Her fingers graze my belt before slowly dipping underneath, pulling me toward her until we’re a mere breath apart.
My breathing hitches, her bold actions so at odds with her initially sweet demeanor and catching me off guard. Who is this little stranger, ensnaring me in her web?
“Okay. I’ll sell you Big Red for twenty-K and...” Her little tongue pokes out, licking her upper lip as visions of that wicked little mouth taking my fat cock flash before me.
“Baby, at this point you could ask me for a million dollars and I’d comply. Willingly.” Probably not smart to alert her to the fact that, one, she holds that sort of power over me, and two, that I have that kind of money. But ask me if I care.
Little red stands on her tiptoes, her green eyes looking at me with a mixture of hesitation and hunger before whispering, “A kiss.”
I close my eyes and breathe in deeply.
I’d have given her a kiss without the demand. But now that I know she wants me as bad as I want her, all need for formality is gone.
This big bad wolf is about to take Little Red for a ride.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. I just propositioned my stepbrother for a kiss. A kiss that I damn well hope turns into something more.
I feel his chest slowly rise and fall before his arms are wrapping around me and his hands are cupping my ass, lifting me up off the ground and onto him. My legs wrap around his torso, as if they’ve done this a million times before.
They have, but only in my fantasies.
God. This feels so good—so right.
One of his hands reaches up to the back of my head, his fingers weaving through my hair and pulling. “You sure you want a kiss, little red?”
My breathing picks up as his lips come closer, the soft pillows brushing against my jawline before placing a soft kiss on my chin.
"Yes," is all I can manage.
I can't believe this is really happening. I'm really going to kiss Hudson Maxwell, my stepbrother.
Without further question, his nose rubs against mine, his tongue reaching out and licking my lips.
Shuddering in his arms, I gasp. God, how can a tongue feel so good?
His hands dig into my ass, responding to my hungry whine as his mouth takes mine without mercy. What was once a tentative taste is now a full-on devouring.
Our tongues dance as my arms hang on to him for dear life, not giving a fuck about any of the people honking as they pass by.
This moment is worth it. It's like I've transcended any worries, my body and soul melting into the man before me.
"Little red, should we take this to the truck?" His lips leave mine and I can't help but mewl in a mixture of pain and need.
"Yes. Now. Please." My string of words somehow make sense because he walks us to the back of my truck where he pulls open the rear door.
At this moment, I'm thankful that I only brought a suitcase with me and had the rest of my things shipped. This serendipitous coincident gives us enough room back here to really make out... and maybe more.
His eyes stare down at me hungrily as he lays me down onto the bed of the truck. "The things I want to do to you, little red. If only we had enough time."
If only. I wonder if he senses how limited our time really is. This is it. This is all I will ever have, so I better make the best of it.
Grabbing onto his shirt, I pull him down to me and growl out as I roll us over, straddling his hips with my legs.
"How about you let little red show you how good I can huff," I undo his belt, "puff," lower myself to his waist and undo his slacks, "and blow."
His lips turn up into a wicked grin as his dick twitches at the suggestion, "I'm not sure that's how the story goes, but I'm down for modifications." His face comes to the top of my head and his lips place a gentle but hungry kiss to my forehead.
Having received the go ahead, my hands gently pull down his silk boxers, exposing the beast I've dreamed of on too many nights to count.
And. Oh. My. Gawd. None of my dreams did it justice. It's perfect.
I've only seen men's privates in porn. Yes, I'm a virgin. No, I'm not a damn prude.
And thank goodness I had, because there is no way I’d appreciate the perfect specimen of a man right here.
He is long and thick, the pink velvety skin beckoning my mouth for a taste.
I close my eyes, checking in with myself one last time.
I'm holding my stepbrother's dick in my hands. This is not okay. But am I okay?
As his length pulses against me, I can't help but give a resounding, 'Fuck yes, I'm okay'. To hell with the consequences. I'll deal with them tomorrow.
Bringing my mouth to the spongy tip, I take him in. Our eyes meet and I see nothing but smoldering heat and desire.
Doing what feels natural, I take him in further, sucking and pressing my tongue to the base of his length as I slowly move my head up and down.
I must be doing something right because his hand cups the back of my head, his fingers gripping me as he rolls his eyes and throws his head back. "Fuck, baby. Your mouth is so damn perfect."
I smile around his cock, thinking the feeling is mutual but unable to voice it because my mouth is so full.
Cupping his jewels, I take him in as far as I can, my throat gagging just a little. He seems to like this because his eyes go dark and his nostrils flare as he gives me shallow thrusts with his hips.
"As much as I love this, little red, I'm going to have to stop you. There's no way in hell I'm going to come before you do." In one swift movement, he pulls himself from me, rolling us over so now he's on top.
"If you were mine, I'd never let you leave the house looking like this. I'd spank your ass raw for even trying." The look in his eyes is nothing but fire, the truth in his words hitting me like the bricks of revelation that they are. I could never be his.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I bring him to me, causing his massive dick to rub up against my swollen seam. Arching my back, I moan, "Good thing I'm not yours, then."
He lets out a
feral noise before his mouth descends on my shoulder, biting at the exposed flesh. "Don't tease me, little one. Or I'll just have to make you mine."
His words are like daggers piercing my soul, so I do the only thing I know to silence them. Reaching down between us, I stroke his length up and down before stopping and squeezing at the tip. "No more talking. I'd rather do more kissing."
Hudson throws his head back and lets out a deep laugh. "Have I finally met someone as hungry as me?"
Before I can answer, his hands are reaching down to my shorts, undoing the buttons as his lips trail down my body—nipping and licking their way down to uncharted territory.
This is real. Hudson Maxwell is peeling off my shorts, his plush lips placing delicate kisses on my mound before his naughty tongue flicks at my slit.
Laying there exposed to my dream man, I can't help but feel naked, and not for the lack of clothing. No, he doesn't know who I am, but surely he can see how wet he's made me. How much I want him.
God, how I want him.
It's that last thought I have before everything falls away and the world becomes one big blur, all thanks to that glorious tongue of his.
That tongue that could make me fall to my knees in supplication for more.
His tongue flicks my hardened nub before his lips wrap around it, sucking it and flicking it all at the same time.
My fingers find their way to his luscious hair, tugging in sync with his pulling motion.
"Yes. Oh, god. Yes."
I feel his lips smile against me, surely pleased with the reaction he's getting. I'd give him a damn medal if I could. He deserves it. Who knew that a mouth could feel this good? Not me.
Rolling my hips into his mouth, he chuckles. "Want more, little one?"
I nod, unable to form any coherent words other than a whiney, "Mhmm."
I don't know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't his thick fingers inside of me. My mouth falls open when I see it's not just one, but two fingers.
It feels a little odd, but also good.
"Shit. Your channel is so damn tight." His brows push together as a mixture of apprehension and lust come over his features.
Could he know? Is it possible for him to see that I'm a virgin?
He slowly pumps his digits in and out of me, the pads pressing to the top of my wall and making me moan in ecstasy. Looking down into his eyes, I can't help but tease. "The better to squeeze you with, my dear."
His eyes narrow into a mock glare before his mouth descends on my clit, all while his fingers keep pumping in and out, working their magic.
His eyes never leave mine as his skilled actions fire up every nerve ending in my body, heating it and turning my breathing ragged. What is this feeling? The tingling sensation I felt at my core has spread throughout, the sensation spiralling me into a sea of light.
Everything around me turns white, my body shaking as it tenses before letting go.
Every damn thing falls away. All that's left is Hudson and me in a cocoon of ecstasy, my body laying lax in his arms, like one giant limp noodle.
"You're so beautiful." Hudson whispers so low, I'm not sure I was meant to hear it.
Coming down from the cloud of lust I've been on, I see Hudson staring down at me with awe in his eyes, as if I were the most extraordinary thing he'd ever seen.
Closing my eyes, I try to burn this image into my brain. I want to have this moment etched into my memory forever.
I was his everything, even if just for a moment.
This tiny woman has ensnared me in some sort of lust induced sense of euphoria. I've never been one to just sit and admire a woman's orgasm. Sure, women are beautiful creatures and the fact that I can bring them to such heights is an honor, but never have I sat there in awe and stared at one as if she were the most precious being on the planet.
"Your turn." Little red beams up at me, her smile doing all sorts of things to my body.
"We don't have to take this any further, baby. There's no rush." What the hell am I saying?
Her brow arches, and she smirks. "You saying you don't want me anymore?"
My dick jumps up in protest, pressing against her warmth. "Clearly, that's not the case, sweetheart. I'm only suggesting that we don't have to do this right now. I can take you for dinner, maybe go for drinks after. Then take you back to my place."
Her face visibly darkens, as if a cloud had just flown over us both—ridiculous since we're inside of a damn car.
"I'm sorry. This is all I can give you. I understand if you don't want this."
Fuck if this is all I'm getting. I'm taking her now, and then I'll take her again later when she realizes she needs me just as much as I need her.
Surely this feeling can't be one-sided. I see how she reacts to me. This is unlike anything I've ever experienced before, and there's no way I'm not exploring it.
Not letting her speak further, I press my lips to hers, her mouth parting and letting me inside. She tastes of strawberries and summer. My childhood personified. The good parts, at least.
Yes, there's no way I'm letting her go.
Her desire to feel us connected drives her toned legs to wrap around me, shimming my slacks the rest of the way down.
Looking deep into her eyes, I have to ask her one last time. "Are you sure, little red?"
Her hands reach down, taking me in her hands without hesitation. Slowly, she rubs my tip up and down her drenched slit, her eyes piercing me with their intensity as she dips me ever so slightly in and out of her channel.
Jesus. Even this little tease, the crown of my head dipping inside her, has my balls clenching and back tingling.
Knowing full well what she's doing, Little red bites her juicy lip and nods, "Yes."
Closing my eyes, I give in to the sensation, her slick walls hugging me so tightly, it takes everything for me not to come right then and there.
Damn, she's tight. Opening my eyes, I see she's wincing and I'm not even a third of the way in. There's no way she could be a virgin, could she?
"Hey, look at me, baby. Am I hurting you?"
Her big green eyes look up at me, something unrecognizable flashing behind them before she shutters them closed and shakes her head no. "Mmm, you're just so big. That's all."
"Okay. Tell me if you want me to stop." Kissing her lips, I trail my mouth down to her neck, leaving little nips to distract from any possible discomfort. I know I'm big but I've never been with someone this tight before and I want to make sure I'm not hurting her.
Her breathing picks up as I give her shallow thrusts, sliding myself up and down until I'm about half-way. That's when I feel it. An unmistakable barrier. Had I been moving faster, I probably wouldn't have felt it.
But I sure as fuck feel it now. Why? Why would she give me this special gift?
"Baby, no." I feel my brows push together as I stop my movement. I'm about to withdraw myself from her, when her legs wrap tighter around me, denying my retreat.
"Don't. This is my choice." With one swift pull from her—I'm sliding in balls deep, her channel hugging me with a death grip, unwilling to let me go. And if I were being honest, I don't think I ever want to leave.
"Fuuuuuuck." I roar against her ear as we hold each other in a needy embrace. Needy for more. Needy for everything. I want it all. Everything she has, I want and need.
She's panting heavily, her nails digging into my ass, keeping me right where I want to live and die.
“My. God.” Her mouth hangs open and her breathing hitches, "This feels so damn good."
I grunt, unable to come up with more as her hands crawl under my shirt and claw at my abs.
But it’s the wonder in her eyes and the joy in her expression that has me frozen in time. This is something I want to remember always. I did that. I gave that to her.
My nose rubs against hers, our lips brushing in the softest of caresses. "Tell me when you're ready for more, baby."
"Now." She tilts her pelvis up, clenching and milking
my already weeping cock.
Well, goddamn.
Being the greedy bastard I am, my hand reaches down, grabbing her inner thigh, bringing her leg up toward her chest—the move deepening my position even more.
She lets out a whimper mixed with a mewl, and it takes everything in me not to nut.
Hissing, I pull out slowly only to slide back in as one of my hands lazily strolls up to her sports bra, tugging down the tight material and exposing her luscious breasts.
“Such a naughty girl. When you put this on, did you picture a stranger taking it off, all while he fucked you in the back of your truck?”
Her eyes close and she hums, her hips following my rhythm as her heels dig into my ass, urging me to move faster.
Unable to stop myself, I bring my mouth to her pebbled nipple and bite. She moans, pulling me in even deeper. “Agh!”
I slap the side of her perky tit as my mouth seeks the other nipple, issuing the same punishing bite. “That’s for exposing what’s mine. Never again, Little Red.”
Holding my face in her hands, she pulls me to her, pressing her lips to mine. Our teeth and tongues clash in a battle of wills. Who will devour the other first?
Just as quickly as the kiss started, she pulls away, her eyes staring deep into mine. “I’m not yours. I could never be yours. No matter how bad I wish it so.”
Unwilling to let her words register, I rock into her, letting myself enjoy the warmth and adoration I see in her eyes.
There’s no way she can’t be mine. I feel it deep within me. We were made for one another.
As our bodies interlock, two missing pieces to a whole, the universe around us stops. Grabbing hold of her hips, I dig my fingers in deep, sure to leave my mark long after I’ve gone.
But that’s the point. She’s mine and I want the whole fucking world to know it.
Spurred on by need, my movements become fast and rough, the buildup of sensations sending my body humming like a crack addict after their first hit.
“Look at us, baby.” My eyes drop to where our bodies are joined, her juices coating me and creating the most erotic soundtrack to our fucking. Transfixed, I can’t peel my eyes away, watching myself claim her body over and over—doing the most primal thing a man can do. “So damn perfect.”
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