Page 60 of Johnathan

She laughed, tilting her hips so his fingers slipped lower. He parked his truck, the lights going off, sending them into darkness.

“John, I need to come. I can’t wait. Please, don’t make me wait.”

His fingers parted her, sinking into the wet heat of her eager pussy.

“Oh shit. I’m already so close.” Her head rested backwards on the seat as she spread her legs wider. His thumb circled her clit adding pressure in rhythm with the pumping of his fingers.

“Give it to me, beautiful. Give me this first orgasm of the night. I promise it won’t be the last.”

He felt her whole body go rigid as her walls clamped down on his fingers. John continued to pump in and out of her, loving the way she moaned his name like it was as essential to her living as the air she was breathing.

When she sagged against the back of her seat, a slow smile meeting the flush of her heated skin, John pulled his fingers out of her pants and pressed them to his lips. He sucked them into his mouth and groaned.

“Jesus. You taste amazing. I can’t wait to lick you until you do that again all over my tongue.”

“Why was that the hottest thing I’ve ever seen?”

“If you think that was hot, just wait until you see what else I have planned for tonight.”

She giggled. “There is just one slight problem.”

“What?” His brows furrowed with worry. Had she not wanted him to do that? Was she regretting it?

“You finger fucked me so thoroughly that my legs are literal jelly right now. I don’t know how I’m going to make it upstairs.”

“Stay put sweetheart. I think I can help with that.”

John grabbed the black bag from behind her seat. He always kept a change of clothes in his vehicle, ever since Katy was a baby and would spit up all over him at the worst times.

He opened Abby’s door and barely had time to catch her as she fell into his arms.

John took the stairs to her apartment two at a time, hardly feeling any strain from the effort when they arrived at her door. Abby was busy pressing kisses to his neck and driving him crazy with little nips to his skin.

“Baby, we need your keys.”

“Oh,” she laughed. “I got a little distracted. Set me down…”

“Don’t know if I can do that.”

“Just for a second. Then you can pick me back up. I know you have a thing for having me in your arms.”

“Mm, I really do.”

She unhooked her legs from behind him and slid slowly down his front, gasping when her core brushed over his already painfully hard erection.

“Jesus, that really should come with a warning.”

“What?”

“This.” He hissed as she palmed his cock through his pants.

“Abby…” he warned. He wasn’t joking when he said she was getting all the attention once they got inside.

“I want to see you, John. Taste you. I need you.”

“Keys, Abby. Now.”

Her eyes never left his as she reached into her pocket and pulled out her keys.

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