He does as I say, the chair smoothly sliding back and clicking into place.
I lean over, pulling his leather belt through the loops of his pants, taking my time to undo the button before dragging the zipper down.
“Help me, baby,” I whisper, and his frustrated eyes widen in surprise. Not from offering to take his cock out, that was kind of obvious the secondI started pawing at him. But instead, because I called him a pet name for the second time, and this time I’m not teasing him. He’s called me it a few times now, and it’s had this visceral effect on me. Managing to draw me out of whatever state I’m in until I’m only focused on him. He gave me what I needed when I could barely formulate the words of what my body was burning for. And now it’s my turn to help him.
He shifts so he can pull his pants down, his boxers too. His beautiful cock standing to attention, all for me. I lean over the console, bobbing my head over him as I swallow as much as I can.
“Jesus, Katie. Your mouth.”
He rests a hand on top of my head, stroking my hair, holding it back as he wraps it around his fist.
Each vein of his cock rubs along my tongue as I stroke each ridge, following the line right up to his tip. The salty pre-cum coats my tongue, but I know this isn’t enough. He’s angry, furious. And as much as he loves head, this isn’t going to cut it.
I pull myself off him, wiping my lips.
“Back seat now.”
Hunger flashes across his eyes, and we both scramble out of the doors, and I thank my good sense for taking Jonesy’s car today. There would be no chance of us doing this in mine.
I’m suddenly grateful for Jonesy’s size because there’s more than enough room for me to fold myself over the seats, keeping my feet balancingon tiptoes on the ground outside. My heels slide across the gravel as I hold my ass up, the smell of leather invading my senses as I rest my cheek against the seat. My fingers find the hem of my skirt and shuffle it up past my hips, waiting impatiently as the crunch of his boots on the gravel slowly gets louder and louder.
“Look at you, princess. So desperate for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I hiss.
“I can’t be gentle right now, Katie. I can go for a run, come back, or we can wait until later...let me know. But I can’t guarantee this is going to be good for you.”
I huff out a laugh. “Since when have I ever asked for gentle?”
He steps behind me, my ass high, my heels giving me the perfect height for him. I sense him grabbing his cock, and he runs it along my pussy.
“Soaked already, and I haven't even touched you. Such a dirty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, baby.”
“You can keep calling me that, princess. I fucking love it.”
He rams into me, the sudden fullness lurching me forward, my knees buckling under his weight. But his hands are on my hips. He’s gripping me with such intensity I can feel the bruises forming already. His thrusts quicken as I soak him, the slide easy, smooth, despite his relentless pace.
“Pinch your clit for me, Katie. Do it now.”
“So bossy today.”
“Pinch your clit. Now,” he repeats, a desperate bite to his tone.
He smacks my ass hard, and my stomach tightens. I hate how much I love this. This huge hulk of a man completely and utterly losing himself over me. Skirt hiked up, hair disheveled, makeup smeared. All for a man who I thought hated me. Who I thought I hated. But even now, in his relentless pursuit of release, he’s giving me what I need.
I let out a moan as his hips flick harder against me, my fingers finding my clit, and I do as he says, pinching the tight bundle of nerves as hard as I know he would do.
He grunts behind me; his gruff, masculine moans make my skin buzz. His hot breath, the fact that we could be caught by anyone right now—hikers, a ranger,a moose. It all adds to the thrill of him thrusting into me from behind like a wild animal.
“I’m gonna fill you up, princess. My cum is going to be dripping down your thighs when I’m done. Gonna fill you so full I’m gonna put my baby in you. Then you’re going to be bound to me forever.”
I groan . . . holy Jesus, why is that so hot?
“Your belly is gonna be full withmy fucking baby, Katie. Do you like that? Your pussy likes it. I can feel it throbbing around me. It’s squeezingme so tight, princess. Because it wants my cum. It wants to be filled by me. Tell me that’s what you want, Katie. Tell me now.”
“Yes, I want that.Fill me, Jacob.”
