Page 48 of Wrapped Up with the Three Scrooges
“I don’t care.” I nipped at the sensitive skin where her neck met her shoulder. “I need you. Now.”
Her eyes fluttered closed as she tilted her head to give me better access. “Then take me.”
Those words were all the permission I needed. I reached behind her and opened the back door of the truck, never breaking contact with her. She climbed in, and I followed, slamming the door shut behind us. The interior was dark, the only light coming from the outside lights, casting everything in a soft glow.
We both practically ripped off our coats, but instead of throwing them wherever, I draped mine between the front seats. The truck wasn’t parked in the middle of a lot or near a walkway, but I’d rather not be seen fucking in my truck.
I pushed her gently onto her back, my body covering hers as I claimed her mouth again. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, and I groaned as I ground against her. Even through our clothes, her heat was driving me insane.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” My hands slid up her thighs, pushing the fabric of her dress higher. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
She let out a soft moan, her hips arching up to meet mine. “I think I have some idea.”
I chuckled, my fingers tracing the edge of her panties. “Not even close.” I slipped one finger underneath the fabric, finding her wet and ready. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders as I began to stroke her, her body trembling with each deliberate touch. “Max...”
“That’s right, baby.” My voice was filled with a raw desire I could no longer contain. “Say my name. I want to hear you scream it.”
I increased the pressure, my thumb circling her clit with a deliberate slowness that made her shiver. I slid two fingers inside her, feeling her tighten around me. Her hips buckedagainst my hand, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. Every reaction from her was like a jolt of electricity straight to my cock, making me crave her even more.
“Please,” she whined.
“Please, what?” I slid a third finger in, marveling at the sound of her wetness as I finger fucked her like I so desperately wanted to with my dick.
“I need… I need…” She was getting close already, her body tensing as she chased her release. The dancing had been the perfect foreplay.
“Not yet.” I pulled my hand away. She let out a frustrated groan, but I silenced her with a kiss. “I want to be inside you when you come.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, fumbling for a condom. Her eyes were heavy-lidded with desire as she watched me roll it on.
“Hurry.” Her legs spread wider in invitation.
I smirked, stroking my cock a few times. “You have a greedy little cunt, don’t you?”
Her nostrils flared. “You got me all worked up.”
“Let me double check.” I couldn’t help but chuckle as she groaned in annoyance. I slowly pulled off her panties, shoved them in my pocket, and placed her legs on my shoulders.
“Max, if you don’t fuck me, I’m going to fuck myself.”
I smacked her pussy, causing her to squeal and shudder. “This cunt is mine.”
She squirmed on the seat, her body arching toward me. “It’smine.”
Fuck, she was absolutely perfect.
Smacking her slit again, right where her clit was, she let out a feral sounding mewl. If we were anywhere else, I’d tie her up and make her make that sound all night.
“Tell me your cunt is mine, Emery.” I rubbed her clit with my thumb and when she shook her head in defiance, I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger. “Be a good girl and tell me what’s mine.”
“Fuck!” She moved her hips against me. “It’s yours. My cunt is yours.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I positioned myself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of my cock. She hooked her ankles behind my head, trying to pull me closer, but I held back, wanting to draw out the moment.
“Max,” she begged, her voice desperate.
I kissed along her calf. “Please what? Tell me what you want.”
