“Yes, Callum. Unless you’re too shy.”
“Fuck that.” I get my jeans open and work my clothing down enough that my cock juts out. I run my tongue over my lips and give her the go-ahead with the dip of my chin. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“This is only the beginning of what’s to come.” She positions herself so she’s half lying over the middle console, slides her hand down my shaft, and strokes me off like a pro.
I hold in a groan, rest my head back, and close my eyes. Her touch has pre-cum weeping from the crown of my dick.
She kisses my cheek and whispers, “You’re so hard. I can’t wait to have you inside of me. Picture that while I’m getting you off.”
My breathing speeds up and my core tightens. I let my thoughts go right to where she led me. Her palm has me in a perfect grip, but I imagine it being her pussy.
“Fuck, Lily. That’s good.”
“Shh.” She giggles. “You have to be quiet.”
I thrust into her touch more, but not as wild as what’s going on in my head. Just enough to get more friction.
In my mind, I’m buried so far deep inside her, she’s screaming out my name. The fact I have to be somewhat still as we do this is making me more sensitive. It could also be because I haven’t had sex with her in forever.
She squeezes my cock tighter as she glides over me. Imoan into my fist. It’s both heaven and hell. The pressure mounts as I try to restrain myself from losing all control.
“Are you thinking about fucking me nice and hard?” Her voice is soft and alluring.
I nod and picture her on top of me as I roll her tits between my fingers and thumb. I press into her touch and twist my hips.
She responds with her tongue outlining my ear. “Come all over my hand. Show me how much you want me.”
Chills spread over my skin. My balls pull up and my core tightens.
“Lily…” I grunt out and try to remain still while my cum shoots out of me and squirts all over my stomach.
She slows her pace until I twitch, telling her I’m over the top. She runs her fingers through my cum, brings them to her mouth, and sucks them clean.
“That’s it. Taste me.” I grab a napkin and wipe myself up as her eyes shine back at me.
She pops her fingers out of her mouth. “Yummy. You’re always so good.”
“You look like you wouldn’t mind coming too. Just wait, love. I’ll take care of you as soon as we get to the hotel.”
She shrugs and a wicked smile breaks out across her face. She adjusts something under the covers as I get my pants back on. Her cheeks flush as she shifts about.
Is she gonna…? I can’t take my eyes off her. She shimmies her shoulders and reclines her seat back more.
She squishes her tiny body against the wall and rests her feet up on the center console. Even with the blanket over us, I can tell she has her legs parted.
Her heated gaze burns into mine. “Watch me, Callum.”
Fuckin’ a.
Her arm slips under the covers and the blanket starts moving as if there’s a mouse under there, crawling andshifting around the material. She doesn’t seem to care if anyone is able to see her and figures out what she’s doing.
I watch in amazement. She’s gonna get herself off right now. And damn, it’s hot as hell.
When did she become so outwardly brazen?
Her eyes close. She pushes out her chest as she rubs herself. She releases breathy little gasps every now and then. My dick gets hard again. She’s so fucking sexy.
I glance around to make sure no one is watching. She might not care who sees her, but I do. I don’t want anyone else to witness her this way. She’s mine and mine alone.