She rocked back, fucking herself faster on his fingers, seeking that delicious blankness again. All feelings, no thoughts. Pure vibes.
His other hand snaked around and two fingers pushed into her sex, parting her sticky lips and finding her clit.
Yes.
“Love how you feel,” he murmured against her shoulder. “Knew I would. Can’t wait to taste all this honey.”
She sobbed now, desperate for that, and when she came again, her pussy fluttering against his fingers, he again eased out of her with a gentleness that surprised her. Then the heavy weight of him retreated, only to have him tap her on the side of the ass.
“Come here.”
She twisted to find him lounging like a sexy prince, his long legs braced against the back of the pushed forward front bench. She shoved her jeans all the way off her legs, then climbed on top of him. He eased her back, so she was lying on his thighs, then he scooped his hands under her hips and tugged her up so her bare sex was right in front of his mouth.
“Knew you’d be fucking pretty like this,” he mumbled before licking a slow swipe up the centre of her tender sex. “Knew you’d taste like something special.”
“Please tell me you have a condom,” she begged.
He ignored her. “Spread your legs for me. Let me look at you.”
“Josh!”
“What?”
“I want you inside me.”
“Come on my tongue, and I’ll give you my cock.”
It wouldn’t take much. She was on a hair trigger now.
She let him press her thighs wider, revealing every sensitive bit of skin to his inspection. Could she come just from him looking at her?
What was this wicked car sex magic he was weaving?
Then the tip of his tongue flicked against her clit, slow and teasing. Could she shove herself up against his face at this angle?
“Damn it,” she choked out. “Don’t tease me.”
“What do you want?”
“Your cock inside me.”
“Before that.”
“Suck my clit,” she whispered, too turned on to care about being demanding.
He latched on, and that same steady tug that worked so well on her nipples was perfection between her legs.
She gave herself over to the steady climb of another release and enjoyed the pulsing thrill of it. Josh knew exactly what to do with his tongue and lips, and then she was there, another shattering orgasm, another gush of arousal between her legs.
She might have blacked out for a moment there, because the next thing she knew, he was stroking her belly softly. Looking at her.
“We probably can’t fuck in this position,” he said dryly.
“Mmm.” She tried to move. Couldn’t.
“Take your time.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you proud of yourself?”
