“I should have told you to wear sweats,” I said.
All I did was push my waistband down and pull my dick out.
She stared at it with amusement in her eyes as she struggled with her jeans still tight at her knees. I helped push them to her ankles as she kicked her shoes off. She pushed them off the rest of the way.
“We’ll make it work,” she said as she climbed back on my lap. “Wait, where’s your wallet?”
Reaching in my pocket, I pulled out the foil square. She grabbed it and tore it with her teeth, rolling it over my length all in one smooth move. Lifting her body, she centered herself over me. But I held her over me, not allowing her to lower herself.
“Logan, please,” she begged.
“Open your mouth, Ava.”
My demand was gruff, but she listened as I shoved my fingers inside. They ran along the inside of her mouth, her tongue, gathering her saliva to make her pussy ready for me. My fingers reached between her legs, rubbing from top to bottom, a finger probing at her entrance.
“Ah, seems you’re wet enough already.”
I grabbed my dick and teased her, pushing the tip in an inch. She tried to push herself down, but I continued to hold her up by the hips. I knew as soon as she lowered herself, all bets were off. This was going to be a hard, wild ride.
One that wouldn’t last long for either of us.
“Logan…”
She was desperate.
Without her realizing what I was doing, I pulled her down onto me, all the way onto my dick. Her hands went to the roof of the cab as her head fell back.
“Fuck!” she cried.
Her hips began rocking back and forth, grinding against me. Lifting herself slightly, she started bouncing up and down, her tempo erratic, her movements jerky due to the small space.
I slid to the side, my head resting against the passenger door, and pulled her closer to me. Once her arms were around my neck, my hands on her ass, I pulled and pushed her atop my body. My finger found its way between the crack of her ass, working its way down. I gauged if she wanted me to keep going,to touch her there again. When she pulled her ass apart for me, I had my answer. My finger went to her tight hole, pushing inside as we found a rhythm that felt right. Our faces were close, my eyes watching her as I brought her to the top of that hill of pleasure. I loved knowing I was making her feel good. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy, her mouth open with small moans escaping as we rocked back and forth.
She pushed up on my chest, her pace increasing as she looked down at me. The gleam in her eye before she threw her head back broke something inside me. My hand left her ass and gripped her hips, digging my fingers deeply into her skin, as I forced her to ride me hard. Eventually letting go, my hands went for her breasts as they swayed against her body. I held each in my hands, squeezing them, feeling the walls of her pussy tighten against me as I did.
I was close.
She was close.
We were both almost there, as she continued to grind herself against me.
“Keep going, Ava, don’t stop,” I said through gritted teeth. “Don’t ever stop.”
My words made her movements increase in intensity, her body sliding across mine. She took over, and I surrendered myself to her as she pounded me from above.
“Fuck, Logan.” Her words were slurred with exertion. “You feel so good…”
She didn’t stop, and the sweat dripped from her brow.
“I’m coming, Logan, I’m going to come!”
And so was I. I released myself inside her, my body contorting under hers, every muscle contracting as I held on for dear life. When I was completely empty, in every sense of the word, she fell on top of my chest. Her breaths were ragged as I rubbed her back, the sweat running down her spine as well.
“That was amazing,” I told her.
She remained against my shoulder, pressing small kisses against my clavicle as she lay there. Our breathing eventually settled as we continued to hold one another. Although I didn’t want to disturb us lying here, I did want to show her what I brought for us.
“Sit up for one sec,” I told her.
