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“I want you,” I growl.
Tangling my fingers into the hair at the back of her head, I hold her in place while I devour her, kissing her like it’s the last chance I’ll ever get.
“Izzy, tell me what you want,” I order, needing her to admit that she wants this as much as I do.
Her pupils are blown wide, her lips kiss-swollen, but she still pauses for a moment, her tongue dipping out to wet her full lower lip. “I…” Her eyes scan my face like she’s searching for something, but she won’t find anything but open, honest want.
“I want you too,” she whispers like she can’t convince herself to say it any louder. But that’s okay, because I only needed to hear the words.
Flipping her until she’s beneath me on the seat, I find the zipper on her shorts and pull it down, sliding them completely off her a moment later. The practically sheer, black lacy thong she’s wearing is pure fucking perfection, and I lick a path along her pussy lips, tasting her arousal through the fabric.
Unfurling her from her shirt is like unwrapping the best fucking gift that only gets better when her perfect fucking tits are revealed. Sucking her nipple into my mouth, I scrape my teeth over the sensitive peak, relishing in the mewling gasp she makes. Parting her thighs, I slide my fingers between her legs, cupping her pussy, and feeling the wetness that’s soaking the scrap of lace. Her mind might not be entirely convinced about us, but her wet, dripping cunt tells me everything I need to know.
I know I should stop this now. I should wait until we get home, but I can’t. Now that she’s admitted she wants this…me, I can’t wait any longer. My fingers tear through the sheer fabric with ease, and I run my fingers along her sex, coating them in her juices, before I slide two slowly into her pussy. She parts her legs instinctively, moving her hips in time with my hand as I fuck her with my fingers until she’s bucking against my palm, gasping, and calling my name.
“How do you want me to fuck you?” I ask, my voice barely a rasp as her wide-eyed gaze finds me. “Do you want it hard and fast, or slow and deep?”
“Both,” she moans wantonly, her hands frantically pulling at my shirt.
Dragging my fingers from inside of her, I slide one wet tip along her full, pouty bottom lip. “Taste how sweet you are.”
Her tongue tentatively licks across her lip, and I smile, shrugging off my shirt so her eager hands can touch my bare chest. “You’re a fucking dream,” I rasp, kissing the taste of her pussy off her lips. “I want you to come all over my fingers again, then I’m going to eat your pussy until you scream. The moment we get home, I’m going to fuck you until one of us passes out.”
Her nod is wildly enthusiastic, and I’m smiling when I dip down to kiss her again. Stripping her ruined panties down her legs, I part her folds and tease her entrance, dipping a finger into her sex before sliding it out again. Adding a second finger, I push both into her, groaning at the way her wetness tightens around me. Finding her clit with my thumb, I start to rub slow circles over her sensitive bundle of nerves, until her back arches off the seat and she lets out a long, whining moan.
“Do you like that, Ghost?”
Nodding, she reaches for my head, dragging my mouth to hers. Our kiss is frantic, our tongues rubbing together while I fuck her pussy and rub her clit until she comes with a scream, clamping her legs together and trapping my wrist, keeping my fingers deep inside of her.
Before she has a chance to come down from her orgasm, I drop to my knees on the floor of the limo, part her legs, and lick the aftershocks of her release from her cunt. Her taste is sweet and addictive, and it doesn’t take long for her hips to start rolling, pushing herself into my face.
Flicking at her clit with the tip of my tongue, I lick a path down her cunt to her asshole, enjoying the way she writhes, lost to the pleasure I’m giving her, and when she comes again, the sound is ragged and deliciously wanton.
When the limo slows to a stop, I reluctantly help her pull her shorts and top back on, lifting her into my arms and carrying her straight upstairs to my room. Once we’re inside, I lower her to her feet beside my bed, then take a step back, enjoying the sight of her disheveled and debauched.
“Gulliver.”
My name on her lips is almost desperate, but there’s a hint of uncertainty that I fucking hate. Closing the distance between us, I drag her to me, forcing her head back with my fingers in her hair, and kiss her until her entire body melts and she gives herself over to me completely.
When she pulls away, a mischievous gleam flashes in her eyes. Lifting her hands, she pushes my shirt off my shoulders, running her fingers over my arms and pushing the sleeves down until the fabric flutters to the floor at our feet.
Her fingers move back to my tattoo, and she traces the outline of the bird, following the feathers along the wing to where it ends on the side of my neck. Leaning, she presses a soft kiss to the spot, then focuses her attention on my jeans, quickly unfastening the buttons and pushing the denim over my butt, revealing the large bulge tenting my boxer briefs.
Sliding her hand beneath the elastic, she palms my dick, tentatively exploring my hard length until she runs the pad of her thumb over the head, forcing a guttural groan to fall from my lips.
“I need you, Ghost,” I tell her.
Her gaze lifts, and for a long moment we just stare at each other, like we’re waiting for the other to change their mind. When she finally nods, our hands become frantic as she shoves my briefs down while I strip her of her shorts and shirt.
Once we’re both fully naked, I lift her up and carry her to the bed with her legs wound around my waist. Crawling onto the mattress, I lower her back down, cupping her cheek and kissing her, before I reach down and guide my cock to her entrance.
I fuck her the way I should have the first time, slowly filling her and watching the way her chest hitches when my cock finds that spot that makes a jolt of pleasure surge to life inside of her.
Grabbing her hips, I tilt her until the head of my cock is grinding over her G-spot every time I thrust into her. Lips parted, she tips her head back and arches off the bed, her body tensing and relaxing until she comes with a silent scream. Her cunt clamps down, gripping me so tightly I can barely move. I come seconds later, pumping my release into her before I collapse onto her chest, pressing my face into the hollow at the base of her neck.
When my eyes blink open, sunlight is shining around the edges of the drapes, and Izzy’s naked body is wrapped around mine. I don’t know what time it is, but just like I promised, we fucked over and over until she passed out, too exhausted to take anymore.
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