Page 49 of Simmering Heat


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At the sound of his zipper, the butterflies in her stomach took off. Before she could chicken out, she started to climb over to his side, her legs spreading wide to accommodate his muscled thighs. Settling onto his lap, she gasped at the rough feel of his jeans against the inside of her thighs. The friction had her shivering in anticipation.

“The zipper isn’t bothering you, is it?” Leo questioned with a moan as she settled partly against him.

“I’m good.” She bit her lip as she hovered over him, trying to keep her full weight off his legs. “I’m not hurting you, am I?”

Leo grabbed her ass cheeks in his palms, gripping and spreading the flesh as if he couldn’t help himself. “No, sugar. You feel amazing.”

“Let me know if I get too heavy,” she told him.

“You’ll never be too heavy for me.” He nuzzled into the neckline of her top where it had slid down. “I’ve told you before, sugar. I love your curves. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Really?” she asked, needing the reassurance despite knowing he was telling her the truth. Years of hearing the opposite had fucked up her head.

He nodded. “I love how soft you are. Your thighs, this ass, your soft stomach…it’s like coming home.” Leo lifted her up slightly and ran his fingers over her lower lips, the action ruffling the glistening curls that guarded her entrance. “You’re already dripping for me, aren’t you?”

“Always,” she groaned as he probed her slit. She loved the way he touched her, somehow always finding the places that set her off so easily.

He slid farther down into the seat under her, the tip of his dick lodging at her opening with sensual intent.

Without waiting, Jazz pushed down until she was fully impaled, the tight sac of his balls pressed up against her bottom.

“Perfect…so fucking perfect,” he moaned, his eyes hot as they watched her rise and fall.

She clenched her muscles, appreciating every inch she was filled with.

“Do that again,” Leo ordered with a growl.

She complied with a whimper, her eyes rolling back in her head as he guided her in swift up and down movements. Every now and then, he would randomly twist and rock when she got to the root of his cock, making her cry out in pleasure.

Before long, they were both gasping, the air within the cab becoming thick with humidity.

“I’m close,” she panted, her throat dry from breathing so heavily.

Leo worked his hand between them to press solidly against her clit while he pounded into her from below, the contact pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

With her eyes tightly shut, she leaned forward against his damp chest and sank her teeth into the muscles gracing his shoulder. He shuddered, pumping his seed deep into her body.

Once her heart had a chance to calm down, Jazz wiggled. Wetness from their combined releases flowed between them.

“I don’t think we planned this well enough,” she groaned with a grimace.

“Huh?”

“The mess. We didn’t prepare for the mess,” she answered, wiggling a bit more. “I’m dripping.”

“We’ll make an even bigger mess if you keep that up, sugar," he teased, glancing down to where they were still connected.

“We’re already pushing our luck,” she said with a look over her shoulder.

“Let’s get you put back together then,” he suggested. “I have a travel pack of tissues in the glove compartment. Will that work or do you want my shirt?”

“Tissues will work. I may need your help up maneuvering though. My thighs have met their quota for exercise today.”

Leo leaned forward and nibbled at her collarbone before helping her up and off his cock. The organ bounced wetly against her leg, glistening with their combined juices. “That’s the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.”

Jazz, who had been distracted with trying not to drip on his seats, looked at him in confusion.

“Watching me pull out of you and that little dribble of cum that follows. I’ll never get tired of it,” he admitted. “It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

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