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I reach out and grab a fistful of his shirt, pulling him toward me.
He’s almost frantic, tugging at my pants, practically ripping them down my thighs along with my panties as his tongue massages mine.
Even when I was a teenager or in my 20s, I never had sex in a car. The furthest it ever went was giving Nick Simmons a hand job when I was 16. But this is hot. It feels wrong and dirty, and even though I’m a grown woman who can do what she wants, something about it feeling seedy makes it all that much more appealing.
“Ahhh.” I grip the seat behind him as his fingers slide inside me. I reach between us and finish undoing his belt and pulling down his zipper. He lifts his hips so I can free him from his jeans.
“That’s right, baby. Sit right on my cock.” He grips my hips, guiding me over him and pushing himself inside me. “Oh, fuck yes, that’s what I need, baby. Your tight little pussy milking me.” He grabs my throat, using it as leverage as he pushes me down his length.
“Pr—protection?” I say as I try to accommodate his girth.
“I won’t come inside you,” he says, not stopping his movements.
This is stupid. I know that. I’m far too mature to be having unprotected sex with a man I barely know who has made it clear he wants nothing to do with long-term commitment, but I can’t stop myself.
“I’m on birth control,” I moan as he hits my G-spot, my thighs already shaking.
“Oh, goddamn, you’re like silk, so fucking good.” His neck is thick, his veins pronounced, as he leans his head back, his hands on my hips lifting me and sliding me back down his length. “I didn’t know it could feel this good.”
I grab his hair, pulling him toward me and kissing him to shut him up. I don’t want to hear what he’s saying. I don’t want to confuse myself by hearing him say all the things Iwantto hear. Because it’s never felt like this for me either. It’s never felt so good, so right. He’s the first man I’ve had multiple orgasms with, and the thought that I’ll never find this again is constantly running through my head.
He pulls back, looking down between us where he’s sliding inside me. He watches himself disappear as he lowers me down.
“Fuck, that is so hot. You’re so tiny that I don’t know how I fit in you, but look at you, letting me stuff your cunt.” He’s completely focused on watching, I don’t think he realizes he’s talking. “Like you were made for me, so perfect. God, I never want this to end.”
I want to ask him if he means it, or if this is just part of the act. I push the thought from my head, my eyes rolling back as they flutter closed.
“Look at me.” He grabs my face. “You like it quick and dirty like this, don’t you?” He presses his thumb against my lips until it’s in my mouth. I wrap my lips around the tip, my tongue dancing across it before I bite down. “Mmm, you do, you filthy girl. I should punish you.” He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. “You have no idea how fucking hot it is that nobody has any idea that you like getting fucked like a slut in the back of a car.” My breath is loud, almost panting into his mouth as I ride him harder, taking him deeper as his words ignite something in my body. It’s degrading, and I should be offended, but I’m so confused by the excitement it’s eliciting instead. “You’remylittle slut, Juliette. Mine.”
“I’m close,” I say as I reach down and rub my clit, my other hand clutching at his shirt as I feel myself start to climax.
“Oh shit,” he grunts, “you have to get off me, baby. I’m gonna co—” Before I can remove myself, he’s coming inside me. Instinctively he pulls me down onto himself hard, causing me to finish at the same time.
My forehead rests against his as we both pant, his cock still throbbing inside me.
“Shit, I’m sorry. I promise you I’m clean.”
“Like I said, I’m on birth control, so it’s okay.”
“Fuck me, that was . . .” His head falls back again. “I haven’t gone without protection in I don’t know how long. I forgot how fucking good it feels.” He grips my waist. “Fuck, I could go again right now.”
“We should probably clean up,” I say, easing myself off of him.
“Here, let me.” He grabs a few napkins from the center console and wipes between my legs. “I like knowing my cum is going to be dripping out of you all night.”
Just the casual way he once again says things makes me blush and want more at the same time. I like that he’s unapologetically sexual and isn’t afraid to tell me how much he wants me. In past relationships, I experienced the typical, short-lived honeymoon phase, and even then, it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary . . . certainly no gifted vibrators or car sex.
“Do I, um, do I look okay?” I tuck my shirt back in and double-check that my mascara isn’t smeared in the mirror.
“You look beautiful.” He leans forward, kissing me gently. “But you also look satisfied and freshly fucked.” He winks. “But don’t worry, anyone who knows you won’t think for one second that you just rode my cock in the back of my car.”
* * *
We spendsome time hanging out with Blaire and Jameson, the men probably off talking about business. When we get back home, Alex grabs the groceries and I walk ahead with Chloe. I notice the bill from Terry on the counter along with a new comic book. I grab the bill, sliding it into my pocket, and taking the comic book upstairs after Chloe.
“Hey, Terry gave this to me for you,” I say, holding it out toward her.
“Oh, cool!He-Man and the Power Sword!”She grabs the comic and flops onto her bed, flipping it open immediately.
