In a swift movement I didn’t expect, Darren flipped up his center console and laid me gently back into the passenger seat. His hands went to my pant zipper, opening it and carefully sliding my soaked pants down my legs. They pulled a little at my scars, but not even that tiny bit of pain could distract me from what was happening.
With my pants now removed, he grabbed me and pulled me back into his lap.
“Your turn,” I whispered raspily, undoing his slacks. He helped me roll them down enough they’d be out of the way, then I reached between us and into his boxers. Palming his long, velvety smooth dick in my hands, I stroked him.
“Fuck, Sophia,” he groaned, tangling his fingers into my hair tightly as I pumped him through my palm.
“Say my name again,” I commanded softly, loving the way my name sounded on his tongue.
His eyes locked on mine just before he pulled my back into a kiss. “Sophia,” he whispered low against my lips.
One of his hands left my hair, dragging down my body until it reached the edge of my underwear. His fingers slipped inside and he began stroking me, feeling how wet and ready I already was for him. Electricity shot through my body with each brush of his finger, making my body vibrate in anticipation.
“Please, Darren. I need you inside me,” I pleaded, my voice coming out shaky.
“I need you more.” His fingers stopped stroking me to move aside my underwear, and with my help, I guided him to my entrance. I released him just as he pushed up hard and fast.
I screamed out his name as he filled me completely. Then he moved, anchoring me to him with one hand on my hip and the other still gripping my hair as he pumped in and out of me. I leaned back a bit, making it easier for him to hit just the right spot. His mouth savagely kissed, sucked, and bit anywhere he could reach. My hands held on for dear life against the roof of the car as he fucked me rigorously, our breaths coming out in harsh pants like neither of us could catch our breath.
My climax was building with every passing second. With every thrust, breath, and moan. Black dots danced across my eyes as I tried to hold on, not wanting to cum until he was on the verge as well.
At the last possible second, I felt him tighten his hold on me. “I’m gonna come, sweetheart,” Darren ground out through gritted teeth.
Then we exploded together.
It was without a doubt the most violent orgasm of my life. My body went slack and I fell against him, trying to catch my breath. He rubbed circles on my lower back, trying to compose himself as well. It took a bit, but when we could finally move, I sat back some.
He looked me over before settling his gaze on mine. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”
I shook my head and smiled. “Not at all. That was amazing.”
He brushed a stray bit of wet hair from my forehead. “You’re amazing. Watching you fall apart is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”
I kissed him again in response, softly this time, but putting every bit of emotion I could into it. “Then I hope that’s not the last time this happens,” I told him with a wicked grin.
“No way,” he chuckled. “I could never get enough. But we should probably get home before we’re caught.”
Biting my lip to try and stop smiling like a complete fool by what we’d just done, I nodded and slowly extracted myself from him. He grabbed his discarded shirt and handed it to me as I settled into the passenger seat.
“Use this to clean yourself with, beautiful.”
I hated that this shirt was all we had for me to use, considering how damn good it looked on him, but it really was my only option. After I was done, he grabbed it and tossed it into the back seat. The both of us dressed as well as we could before he turned the engine over and began to drive.
I found myself glancing over at him several times as we headed home. The sight of him still wet from the rain and the sweat, dressed in only his slacks and nothing else was already making me horny for him again. I had a feeling I’d never get enough of him either at this rate.
“You keep looking at me like that and we’re going to have a problem,” he joked, clearly having caught me staring.
“Well, I do need a shower now. Could use some help reaching all the places I can’t,” I purred.
Darren groaned. “God yes. What idiot would turn that down?”
I laughed and turned back forward, letting him drive in peace the rest of the way home. Though I did see him adjust himself several times as he did.
As promised, once we got back home we spent a considerable amount of time in a hot shower, repeating everything we’d done and more before finally going to bed. He pulled me into his room before I could even ask if I’d be staying with him. I fell asleep cuddled in his arms, satisfied and feeling like the luckiest fucking woman in the entire world.
The station was in full swing when me and the guys arrived for the big BBQ the next afternoon. It had been so long since I attended one of these things and had forgotten how lively and fun they were. The station would throw one hell of a BBQ at least twice a year as a day all the firefighter families could get together, eat some food, and celebrate all the lives saved and the firefighters who continued to make it out of the fires they fought. There were usually more burgers, hot dogs, and chicken cooked than actually needed. The families that came would also contribute by bringing a bunch of sides to eat like potato salad, pasta salad, beans, chips and dips; the works. They’d also pitch in some funds to bring in entertainment for the kids such as a bounce house. My dad would bring Kaden and I here all the time and I had many fond memories from it.
I couldn’t help the excitement that filled me as we walked up, numerous different pies in our hands that we’d spent all morning making to bring with us. Duvie was the first to see me, but the moment he said my name and waved me over, Mrs. Torres, Porter’s mom, set her sights on me and squealed in delight.
