Page 514 of Call Me Baby 2: Side B

then he’s coming hard in my hand,

hot cum shooting into my palm.

“Fuck—Allison.”

He drops his head to my collarbone,

watching me soak his cock in it,

coating him,

making his whole body shiver.

When he looks back up again,

sweat's drawing tracks down his face.

He peels off his shirt sticking to his skin,

tosses it behind him into the backseat,

then grabs my face with both hands,

stealing my mouth,

his tongue dragging mine.

His kiss pulls me under as I fumble, grabbing his cock the same second his hips lift, desperate.

My skirt bunches around my waist.

My thighs tremble.

Then I sink down on his cum-soaked shaft, feeling him push up hot inside me, inch by inch.

I hiss out, hips grinding slow over the thick fill of him. His mouth falls away from me completely.

He shoves my cashmere up to my chin,

gets a fistful of my tit in his palm

and sinks his hot mouth over it,

tongue dragging my hard nipple,

lips sucking slow.

“I want you deeper,” I pant.

Andrew's jaw flexes.

“Yeah?” He fists my ass, pushes me down onto him as he thrusts up, and where we meet is a soaking mess.

I whimper,

raking my hand through his hair.

“No, Andrew. Deeper.”