“Look at these,” I said, cupping them, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp.
I bent down, sucking one nipple into my mouth, pulling until it popped free. I dragged my tongue over it before I switched to the other.
“She’s already moaning for me. Hasn’t even been thirty seconds.” I pinched one nipple, rolling it between my fingers until her breath hitched, then gave the other the same treatment. “Always been like this,” I told him without looking up. “Her nipples are so sensitive I could make her come just from playing with them.”
She hummed in agreement, and I shoved her skirt up, bunching the fabric at her waist, not giving a shit that she still had those thick winter boots on.
“Fuck... Dirks, you hear that?” I worked my fingers through her slit so the wet sound filled the cab. “She’s dripping for me. Cunt’s so warm I could keep my hand here all night.”
I slid two fingers in, curling them up hard until she jolted. Pressing my thumb to her clit, I circled it slowly. With my other hand, I tugged at her nipple, twisting it until she whimpered.
“She’s squeezing my fingers now,” I told him, eyes on him in the mirror. “I’ve got my thumb on her clit, two fingers buried deep, and her tits in my hand.”
I kept working my fingers inside her, my thumb grinding over her clit, watching the way her hips rocked into me. Her moans filled the cab, and Dirks’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel.
“Tell me what you want me to do to her, Dirks. You can’t touch her right now, so you get to call it—get her off with my hand, or have her ride me.”
“Which one’s going to get you off harder?”
I glanced at Luna. Her lips were parted, her tits rising and falling fast, her skirt bunched at her waist.
“Ride me.”
Her seat belt was off in seconds. I shoved my jeans and boxers down to my knees, my cock springing free.
“I’m on the pill,” she breathed, wrapping her hand around me. “I get tested—no surprises.”
“So do I,” I rasped, thrusting up against her grip. “We’re good.”
That was all I needed. She guided me to her dripping heat, and the moment she sank down, my hands locked on her hips.
“Fuck, Dirks, she’s so goddamn tight right now.”
Her yellow sweater was open, and when she leaned forward, her tits smashed right into my face. I groaned, taking one nipple into my mouth and sucking while she ground herself down on me.
“That’s my cock splitting you open, every inch. You’re so wet it’s dripping down my balls.”
I pulled back to look at Dirks in the mirror. “She’s bouncing on me now, tits in my face, pussy squeezing like she’s begging me to fill her up.”
I slid my hands under her sweater, gripping those perfect, heavy tits, thumbs brushing over her nipples. “Her nipples are so hard, Dirks, they’re rubbing my palms every time she moves.”
Her nails dug into my shoulders, her moans getting louder as she picked up the pace, her skirt swaying over my thighs and hiding the way my cock disappeared inside her over and over.
“Jesus fuck, Lune—” I gripped her hips, dragging her down harder, making her take all of me until I bottomed out. “Dirks, she’s fucking swallowing my cock. Every time I pull out, her pussy clamps down on me.”
Her tits were bouncing in my face, nipples brushing my lips with every movement. I latched onto one, sucking until my cheeks hollowed.
“You like that?” I growled against her skin. “You like riding me while he’s watching? While he can hear how wet you are?”
I spread my knees wider, grinding up into her. My cock slammed deep, the head catching that perfect spot inside her. “She’s leaking all over me.”
She tried to muffle a moan, and I slapped her ass under the skirt. “Nah, honey, let him hear you. Let him hear how good I fuck you.”
She clawed at my shoulders, rolling her hips in messy circles, chasing it.
I shoved her sweater open further so her tits were bare, bouncing with every thrust. I pinched both nipples hard, twisting until she gasped, and rammed up into her. “You’re clenching so tight. You trying to milk it out of me, huh?”
Dirks’s voice was strained. “Make her come.”
