“Fucking hell,” he curses, his hips thrusting up as the car picks up speed. “Fuck, I’m not…I’m not gonna last ‘til we get home.” His hand leaves my hair and shoves down my pants, finding my hole.
I widen my legs and arch my back so he can play with me while I get him off.
He circles my rim before shoving inside up to the knuckle. It’s dry and the pain makes me hiss, but that doesn’t stop me from fucking back against the digit, wanting more.
Menace removes his fingers, spits, then pushes it back in, going all the way to the hilt. I pull off his dick and mewl, rolling my hips to take him further.
“Fuck this,” Menace says and jerks the wheel to the right. He makes another turn, then puts the car in park. Before I have time to do anything but look at him in surprise, he has his pants around his ankles and pulls me into his lap.
I chuckle at the absolute feral look on his face, how his eyes flash with lust and his lips part as he pants. He looks fucking undone and it’s because of me. I’ll never get tired of seeing someone so completely debauched because of my mouth or my hands or my ass.
“Pants off, now,” he growls and I struggle to get my legs out without leaving his lap.
Menace growls in frustration and reaches into his center console and pulls out a switchblade. He pops it open quickly and cuts my pants off down the back, nicking a piece of my exposed flesh. I hiss, but not in pain. The small cut hurts so good, blood trickling down my ass cheek.
Gripping the sides of my pants, Menace pulls, freeing me from the tight confines. With lube he got from god knows where, he drizzles some on his fingers and stuffs two inside me. I arch and gasp at the sharp intrusion, but that doesn’t stop my hips from rocking, from meeting the thrusts of his hand.
He watches me, eyes half lidded. I meet his gaze, showing him exactly how good he’s making me feel. This isn’t about getting to know each other or learning the other’s body. This is about getting what we both wanted the moment I took his cock into my mouth.
This is about satisfaction on a primal level.
I reach back and remove Menace’s fingers, done with prep.
Lining his dick up with my throbbing hole, I sink down, taking in his hot, hard dick one deliberate inch at a time.
Menace bites his bottom lip, the plump flesh pulled tight between his teeth as I slowly lower myself. God, he’s fucking thick. His crown alone is practically splitting me open, but I’m not a fucking quitter.
Gripping his shoulders, I sink down quickly on the last few inches, breath exploding out of my body when he’s fully seated within me.
“FuckingChrist,” Menace rasps, his hand going around my back, landing on the fresh cut he gave me. “The fucking stranglehold you have on my dick.”
I breathe a laugh, trying to catch my breath. “Would you rather I didn’t?”
“Nah, I want it. So fucking bad. I…goddamn!”I roll my hips experimentally, feeling the drag of his cock against my walls in the most delicious way.
A smile blooms over my face as I ride him slowly, allowing my body time to adjust to his monster cock. It’s almost not fair for him to be good looking, fit as fuck, a model, and have a big dick.
Menace holds my hips tight as he thrusts up, following my lead. He’s not a man that will do this very often, so I’m going to take advantage of it.
I ride him slowly for a bit longer, then that familiar feeling swirls in my belly. The feeling of my orgasm rushing through me and pushing me to chase it, to get to that finish line.
Almost as if they have a mind of their own, my hips move faster, rolling as I ride Menace like a fucking pony. Our moans fill the car as I watch fucking bliss bloom over his features.
I can’t help but slam my mouth down on his, kissing him hard and deep as I fuck him the same way. Menace’s handstighten on my waist, almost bruising, and I moan in his mouth, loving the pain, loving how he’s making me feel.
Breaking the kiss, Menace brings his hand to my face, leaving wetness on my cheeks. He smiles as he rubs over the spot, a glint creeping into his eyes. “You look good with blood on you,” he drawls, then stuffs his fingers into his mouth.
Holy fuck, why is that so fucking hot? Why is?—
Menace pulls me down to his mouth and the moment my coppery taste hits my tongue, I’m fucking done.
My hips stutter as my orgasm shoots out of me, wetting his front.
He pulls his mouth away and bites my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, then he laps it up, pushing it back into my mouth. My orgasm is never fucking ending.
When I’m wrung dry, Menace lets out a grunt that blasts through me and his hand on my hip is so tight, he might leave fingerprints behind.
Swallowing roughly, I lean my head against his shoulder and fight to catch my breath. That was the hottest fucking experience of my life, second only to Menace jerking me off next to Todd’s corpse. Our first time was good, but nothing like this.
