I raked my hand up and down her back, grabbing a fistful of hair, soft to the touch. My balls were tightening just thinking about the filthy things that had already crossed my mind.
Especially when she’d had the pair of scissors aimed at my neck.
Maybe she’d been right in that I was due a little scare since I’d opened the door with a gun in my hand.
As the kiss became a powerful reminder of why God had created a woman for a man, I dominated her tongue in a more ruthless manner than in the bathroom. Nothing about what we were doing shocked me as before. When I broke the kiss, I flexed my fingers, pressing the tips under her chin.
When I lifted her head, she automatically closed her eyes. I dragged my tongue across her jaw, enjoying the way she shivered in my arms. The scent of her desire was highly addictive, intoxicating in a way that would ultimately drive me crazy.
While her skin was hot to the touch, tiny prickles were dancing across her arms. In the eerie light from the overhead pole, her skin was shimmering.
I wanted nothing more than to drive my cock deep inside, but the thought of tasting her right now, right here was far too irresistible for me to shove aside.
She didn’t fight me when I pushed down onto the seat, but her eyes did open wider when I rolled the material of her dress up to her waist. I didn’t need to see if her skin was covered in rosy blotches. I could tell she was experiencing a moment of embarrassment.
Which was why I didn’t offer her time to reflect on any mistakes made in allowing me to interfere with her evening. The SUV was large enough that when I bent over, I had just enough room. I pulled her legs wide open, the silent action causing her to place her hands over her face.
I allowed her battle with indecision while I slipped my hand under her dress, brushing the tips of my fingers down her stomach. She laughed when I concentrated on her belly button, swirling my thumb around the small indentation.
Her breath came in quick gasps as I rubbed my palm down her belly, teasing the skin just above her pussy.
Enjoyment was the key even though my cock was already pressing tightly against my zipper. She shuddered in my hold, shifting her hips back and forth as soon as I blew across her swollen folds. Her pussy was glistening, juice already staining both inner thighs.
Her scent was far too sweet, images of peach blossoms in the spring bringing a tenderness to my actions. When I lowered my head, she moaned into her hands, squirming to the point I wrapped my arms around her legs.
I began my feast, starting with rolling the tip of my tongue around her clit. If the lighting was better, I had no doubt I’d notice how red and swollen the tender tissue was. My mouth watered more than before and it was impossible to resist her.
I tormented her with my mouth and tongue, taking time to suck on her clit before savoring the taste of her with my tongue. The sweetness was exemplified by her earlier actions, the little fighter purring in my hands.
Every sound she made was a delicious victory. She’d sparred to win only she hadn’t managed to succeed. Eventually, she would forfeit the match altogether. With the help of my mouth, tongue, and fingers.
I pushed two past her swollen folds, marveling in the tightness of her beautiful cunt. She was far too enticing, enough that I could very easily become used to requiring her surrender.
Fleur undulated under me, jerking up while tossing her head. If she believed she would manage to escape, she was very wrong. As I took my time licking her, I added a third finger, the combination with my tongue thrusting in and out driving her wild.
The heat in the cab was becoming oppressive, steam already covering a section of the windows. What the hell. I’d never made out in a vehicle in my life. As Alexander would say, there was a first time for everything.
With her legs still gathered in my arms, I dug my fingers into her skin, keeping her wide open for me. The taste was incredible, more like cherries than peaches. I was consumed with the desire to devour every inch, so much so I lost track of time.
Every soft moan was followed by a lengthy shiver. She was close to climaxing. I curled my fingers while sucking on her clit. That was the moment she pushed up from the bench seat, gasping for air.
“Oh. God. This is…”
Her cream filled my mouth, sparking another wave of rapture that I’d infrequently experienced. I could enjoy myself doing nothing more for hours.
When she came down from the high, lolling her head to the side, I realized I wasn’t finished with her. I’d thought about taking just a taste, but it would never be enough.
On my knees, I unfastened my belt, never taking my eyes off her. She opened one eye then the other and when she noticed what I was doing, she reached for my jeans.
This time, there was no hesitation. She rose to a sitting position, constantly darting her eyes toward me while taunting me with both her smile and another drag of her tongue. She could do that and nothing else all night and I still couldn’t get enough.
When the belt was free, she yanked down the zipper.
“A hungry little thing. Aren’t you?” My voice was not typically this husky. She had a way of bringing out the beast in me.
“Just taking what I want for a change.”
As soon as she freed my cock, she wrapped her long fingers around it. I knew instantly she was doing nothing more than taunting me as I’d done with her. The single kiss of her hot, wet lips was enough to force a growl.
