“When I first saw you at that diner, I knew I’d found something special,” he whispers, one hand cupping my tits and teasing my nipple as his tongue explores my pussy. He laps me, licking me up and down, stroking my clit. “I couldn’t leave you alone after that.”
“Shit, I noticed.” I arch into his mouth. “Oh my god, that feels good. Are you sure this is soundproof?”
“I’m positive.” Two fingers slide inside. He curls them slowly, staring into my eyes. “Do you want me to stop?”
“You better freaking not.” I moan as he stares into my eyes and strokes his fingers inside me. “You’re teasing me, aren’t you?”
“I’m testing your limits.”
“Oh my god, I have no limits. Not right now.”
“What do you want then, Kira?” He bites my lower lip. Pleasure burns in my core as he continues stroking and rubbing. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want… I don’t…”
“Say it, Kira. I want you to tell me what you want. Use that filthy mouth of yours.”
“I’m not filthy!”
“Your lips are fucking twisted, Kira. You have a dirty fucking mouth and I want you to say all your sick little fantasies. I want you to beg me to fill you up, and if you do a good job, I’ll only punish your slutty lips a little bit. Now beg me.”
Holy shit.
My jaw drops open as his fingers stroke in deep. And god, maybe it’s the wine, but probably it’s just him, so I do it.
I freaking beg.
“Fuck me, Stellan. Please just fuck me. I want you to fill me… and let me ride you… and god, I want you to fuck me until I can’t think anymore.”
He sits back. I switch positions with him, eagerly tugging off his pants. And I was right, which I’m very gratified to see. When he removes his boxer briefs, I stroke his massive cock with both hands, marveling at the little bead of precum on his tip.
He wants me. And that’s the sexiest thing imaginable.
I lean forward and take him into my mouth. He groans, fisting my hair tightly. I lick him, nice and salty, sliding him further into my lips. But he’s big and I’m out of practice, and anyway I’m impatient and a little selfish. I suck him until he’s nice and wet, and I finally straddle his lap, letting his tip stroke up and down my soaked slit.
“For the record—” I arch my back as he enters me slightly. “God, this isn’t how I expected this night to go.”
“I told you already.” He sinks in deeper and deeper, and my heavens, I’m already humming with how good it feels. There’s a slightly burning sharpness, mostly because he’s so big and I’m out of practice, but it’s all underneath the overwhelming pleasure growing in my core. “I’ve known since the second I saw you where we’d end up.”
“Bastard,” I murmur, starting to ride him faster. “Arrogant freaking bastard.”
He fucks me, hands gripping my ass, and I grind down to his rhythm. I can’t think anymore. I’m all body, pussy, pleasure, cock, and slippery wetness. His mouth finds mine, sucks a nipple, teases and bites, nibbles on my neck. I bite back, lick his throat, chew on his muscular chest, and push down his length over and over again.
I’m dimly aware that the car is probably shaking right now.
And I don’t give a damn.
I grind down harder, moaning his name, as he looks at me with soft and needy eyes as he fills me to the core. “Fuck, Kira,” he whispers, and the tone in his voice finally breaks me. “I’m so fucking close. You feel so fucking good.”
I shatter on him. All my frustration, all my fears, they no longer exist. I come so hard my skin flushes red and I see spots at the edges of my vision. I say his name, moaning it as he fucks into me harder, ripping me in half, breaking me into a thousand pieces, until he’s coming too. It’s a thick warmth that fills me straight to my center, driving my own orgasm into overdrive.
I nearly black out before I finally collapse onto the side beside him. Stellan pulls me close against him like a bear. I snuggle into his muscular chest, trying to catch my breath.
For a minute, we stay like that, suspended in our own little world.
But reality reasserts itself.
“What time is it?” I murmur as I awkwardly gather up my clothes.
