Page 120 of Never You

I delve into her center, making her cry out, before I push a finger between her walls while my thumb presses against her clit. She winces at the intrusion, her head snapping up.

“Oh, my God!” she cries.

I shut her up by sucking her inner folds in my mouth, twirling her around my tongue like fucking gummy bears. A whine rings in my ear, like a sweet melody, going straight to my already throbbing dick.

Pushing her even farther, I press a second finger inside of her, then start to finger fuck her in a steady pace. My thumb circles around her clit, and I straighten my back, fully enjoying the view.

She has pushed her white t-shirt up, exposing her matching gray laced bra while she massages her breast with her eyes closed. Every time I push back in, she lets out a small yelp, arching her back to make me go deeper and deeper. The taste of this girl is addicting, and when I dig in, I want to tear her apart.

I want her to come undone, to be completely surrendered to me, like I am to her just by watching her smile. She pushes me to do better, and think about what I want in life, captivating me with her scornful eyes any time I’m being an ass. Having her below me in complete submission gives me the confidence to do whatever the fuck I want. In any way possible.

“Jesus, Jensen,” she puffs, opening her eyes when I replace my thumb with my tongue once more.

“Shut up, baby.” Flicking her clit with my tongue, I press her stomach down to the metal of the car, making it unable for her to move.

“Oh, fuck,” she calls out, trying to break loose from my touch. “Oh, Jensen. I can’t!”

Ignoring her, I keep going, building up her high until she tenses beneath me, and a feral screech erupts from her mouth. Her legs shake, and I run my tongue along her clit with a few more strokes until she goes limp, completely spent with her eyes closed. Her pussy drips from wetness, looking sexy as fuck, and I can’t resist placing another kiss on her core, coating my tongue with her juices.

Bringing my head back up, I take a step back, looking at her lush body, plastered against the shiny black metal. Her legs are spread, her arms above her head as she pants into the sky.

“Do you know how hot you look right now?”

“My ass is burning on this metal, and my pussy is burning from your touch, so yeah, I have a good idea,” she says, like a fucking smartass, smirking up at me.

I quickly grab her ankle, yanking her off the car before I catch her with her ass in my palms. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I bury my face in her neck, sucking on the skin below her ear.

“Cheeky little witch.”

“Hmm.” She tilts her head, giving me better access while her hands pull my hair. The sensation of the burn on my scalp goes all the way to my legs, and I close my eyes, breathing her in. My body completely overwhelmed by lust.

She pushes me back, her hands moving to my front, grinding her palm against the bulge in my jeans while she gives me a lazy look. A look that tells meI’m tired, but I want more anyway.

My hands are locked around her spine as she slowly starts to undo my jeans until they fall down, pooling around my ankles. I pull her hips against me, rubbing my hard dick against her soaking wet pussy. The friction of my boxers against her core makes her huff against my neck, her nails digging into my back as she holds on tightly. I fist her hair, roughly tilting her head to capture her mouth with mine again. A searing shiver graces my spine, sending new spirals of ecstasy through my body when our tongues smash together again.

There is more urgency every time I kiss this girl, as if my mark still isn’t complete, and I’m doing my best to burn it into her body. To claim her with every collision of our lips, until one day, there is nothing left but a permanent mark.

“I’m all for feminism, equal rights…” I groan against her lips between kisses, “equal pay, and all that shit.”

She pulls back, holding my chin in her hand with a frown. “What is your point, hockey boy?”

A lopsided grin slowly builds. “I mean this in the best way possible,” I start, pushing a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, my mouth hovering above hers, “but you aremine. Iownyou. You are spoken for, taken, booked for the foreseeable future.Claimed.”

She purses her lips with an amused glint dancing in her gold eyes. “Is that so?”

“Property of Jared James Jensen from this day forward.”

A smile travels her face, closing her eyes for a second. “Those arrogant jocks.”

“Just one, babe,” I mutter, recapturing her lips in a demanding way.

Without wasting any more time, I push my boxers down. My dick eagerly springs free, and I push against the warmth of her pussy, relishing in her wetness as I run my shaft through her folds.

“Are you on the pill?”

She nods, eagerly biting her lip.

“You clean?”

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