She comes down and rests her forehead on my chest. I plant a kiss on the top of her head, my dick twitching below. Even though she’s just orgasmed, she takes one look at rock-hard cock and drags her bottom lip into her mouth, eyes sliding to mine.
I can see the want in her eyes.
“My fingers weren’t enough for you, baby? You want my cock too?”
She leans back onto the dashboard and wiggles her hips, the wetness dripping from her pussy coating my thick thighs. “Nathan, I’m fucking desperate. Please.”
I know she she is. She doesn’t need to tell me. I can see it for myself.
“Take what you want, then.”
With her red panties still off to the side, Mae lowers herself down on me, inch by inch, until I’m bottomed out. We groan in unison. It feels so unbelievably good. Like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. No woman has ever done this for me.
I need to take a few seconds to take it all in.
“Fuck, you feel like fucking heaven. Show me how desperate you are, Mae. Ride my cock.”
She begins moving, bracing her hands on my shoulders as she bounces up and down on my cock. The sound of skin hitting skin fills the otherly silent parking lot.
I watch the space where our bodies connect before lowering Mae’s cami top, latching onto one of her breasts, and swirling my tongue around the beaded nipple. “You’re perfect, Mae. These tits are perfect.” I bite down, not hard enough to cause pain, but enough to make her yelp. “This ass is perfect.” My hands grip it, kneading the muscle. “This cunt is perfect. Taking my cock so well.” I adjust my hips so my dick hits her sweet spot as she rides me, her head falling back as she mutters my name. “So fucking perfect. All of you.”
“Nathan, give me more. I need more.”
“You want to be fucked?” I ask her, holding on to her waist to cease her movement.
She nods, eyes hazy, a bed of sweat trickling down the swell of her breasts.
I manoeuvre her so she’s on all fours on the seat beside me, fingernails digging into the fabric and ass high. I kneel behind her over the console, swiping my cock through her wetness. My fingers skate against her clit, and she jolts.
“I’m going to need to hear you scream my name when you come, Mae,” I say as I push myself into her. “I want everyone here in Missarali to hear you. I want them to know what we are. Who we are. It’s you and me, okay?”
“Yes,” she responds. “You and me.”
“Good girl.”
I pound into her, and she chants my name. She’s so warm. So wet. Her pussy grips onto me like it never wants to let me go.
I would die happy right here. Buried inside Mae, with her body trembling for me as she pushes herself back with each of my rhythmic strokes.
I can see her face in the reflection of the car window. Her mouth is open in an ‘O’shape, and her eyebrows are pinched together as she blushes.
“Nathan! Your cock feels so good.”
“You’re so fucking incredible,” I bite out. “This was what you wanted from the very beginning, wasn’t it?”
“Do you need any more of an ego boost?” Mae responds between groans.
I stop moving, balls deep inside her. “You know what? I do. Tell me, princess. Tell me what you thought of me the first time you saw me.”
She’s silent, and I see in the window reflection she’s running her tongue along the front of her teeth in frustration.
“I’m waiting, baby.”
She grunts. “I thought you were the most attractive person I’d ever seen. I didn’t recognise you, but I was desperate to know who you were. I regret not going after you.”
I begin pumping into her again, but slowly. “Tell me more.”
“I wondered how big your dick was. Seeing you at practice… I wanted you.”
