her jeans. He groaned against the silky skin of her throat, needing to taste her so badly his mouth watered.
He unfastened her jeans, shoving them, along with her panties, down her hips. She kicked off her sandals and he tugged at the cuffs, pulling her pants completely off. He shifted until he knelt in the cramped space between the dash and the seat. His mouth came down on the silky smooth skin of her belly, right above the damp curly hair of her bush. He sucked and licked at her skin, and when he lifted his mouth he saw he’d left a little love bite.
He liked the idea of Lauren waking up, going to work and trying to pretend everything was back to normal, when all the time his mark would be on her baby-soft skin.
She nearly jumped off the seat at the first flick of his tongue, and he caught her knees and pushed them up and back until her feet rested on the dashboard.
He trailed his fingers along the insides of her legs, his tongue and lips following, pausing to lick and taste the adorable freckles sprinkled along her inner thighs.
His thumbs traced her labia, spread her gorgeous pink pussy wide. He took just a second to admire, then hummed in satisfaction as his lips settled over her juicy clit.
As a rule, he enjoyed going down on a woman, if only because it was the easiest way to get her off. He may have been ruled by his dick, but he was always polite enough to make sure his partner came, too.
With Lauren, though, he was starving for her unique taste, craving her unique scent, until he thought he might go out of his mind if he didn’t get his face in her lap.
And, oh, Christ, he loved the sounds she made when he flicked his tongue over and around her engorged bud. Soft whimpers, escalating to warbles, and then a deep, chesty groan when he slid his fingers inside her dripping sex.
Her slick walls shuddered and clamped over his fingers, and his cock twitched in envy. “You’re so gorgeous down here,” he murmured. “I think you have about the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever tasted. Mmmm.” He feasted on her, lapping up the slick fluid that flowed onto his tongue, thrusting and twisting his fingers until he filled her from every angle and her hips arched uncontrollably against his hands and mouth.
“Tony,” she whimpered, and his name on her lips was the most perfect sound he’d ever heard. “Tony!”
Her feet dropped from the dash and her thighs closed around his head as she jerked and bucked, shuddering and twitching.
He gently pressed her thighs open and shifted up, and in about two seconds his jeans were unzipped and a condom was on.
He shifted her so she faced away from him, elbows braced against the reclined seat back. Her smooth, round, perfectly muscled ass tipped up, the lush pink folds of that perfect pussy peeking at him between her thighs.
He loved the way his hands looked palming her cheeks. Dark and big against pale, silky skin as they spread her wide to accept the invasion of his cock.
They groaned in perfect unison as he sank deep and began thrusting without restraint. “You make me so fucking hard,” he panted, pounding against her as the sound of flesh coming together filled the close interior of the car. “And you’re pussy’s so tight and slippery, it makes me want to fuck you forever, but I know I can’t last.”
He surged impossibly deep and held himself still, leaning down over her until his face was next to hers against the leather upholstery. He caught her chin, turned her face to the side and took her mouth. He slowly began the steady, pounding rhythm, twisting and tangling his tongue with hers, tasting her strained moans as she worked herself frantically against his cock.
His balls tightened, signaling his impending climax and he reared up, settling his hands on her ass, watching as her eager pussy swallowed every inch of him.
The windows fogged, the sounds of sex sounded unnaturally loud in the enclosed space, and every bit of it was more arousing than anything
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