Page 221 of Snap Shot

Inching forward, his fingers reach for my knees, but I click my tongue andunh-unh,pushing his chest back with my foot.

My heartbeat dances at the adrenaline rush of control. “How badly?”

“Sobadly.” His groan fuels the fire sparking in my belly.

“Show me.”

Hands scrambling to remove his shirt and undo his pants, he pulls his cock out, the head red and swollen, an angry vein winding around the shaft within his large fist. “Like this?”

Arousal floods between my thighs. My knees connect with the back seat on either side of Landon.

He pulls me into another sultry, open-mouthed kiss while I rub my wet, exposed core against him. “Fuck” —he breaks apart our lips— “we need protection.”

My palm squeezes his throat, knocking him into the headrest. “No, we don't.” Confusion and panic flash through his eyes as he mumbles a why between hungry kisses. “Started BC a week ago.”

Landon halts every movement. “I get to fuck you raw?”

“Yep.”

“Christ, baby. Ride my cock.” His hips grind, sliding himself through my wetness. “Please, Indi. I'm begging you.”

“I do love when you do that.” My hands settle on the rounded muscles of his shoulders after bunching up the dress around my waist. I gasp while sinking down, savoring the fullness.

Landon's head tosses back with a groan.

“How's that feel?” I ask, lifting and lowering again, adjusting to his thick size. The slow rhythm against my G-spot has me whimpering.

His thumb strokes my sensitive clit, in time with my pace. “Like fucking bliss.” A firm hand tugs at the fabric on my shoulder. “Pull this down, let me see.”

I listen and show off my naked chest.

“Flawless.”

My fingers pinch and tease the nipples, feeding Landon's hot mouth along the way. Lashes strike as he sucks and squeezes them in those talented hands. This time, my head lolls, the combined pleasure too much. It whips back up to see my boyfriend nearly going cross-eyed.

“You're gorgeous like this,” he praises, encouraging the speed of my hips, wave after wave of pleasure washing over me. “There's nothing more gorgeous than the way you take every inch of my cock.”

A toe-cramping, blinding, deafening, life-changing climax tears through me as I clamp around Landon. He catches me, nipping into my neck for the final thrusts, spurts of his cum leaking out onto my thighs.

I'm still recovering when he seats me on the console again, clenching as he licks between my shuddering legs in the aftershock. He goads my lips apart with a thumb and spits in my mouth. “Don't we taste good all mixed together?”

I come again with a shameless, inhuman moan swallowed by the warmth of Landon's tongue.

“One more time, baby?”

I whine through a tired chuckle but don't deny him.

“Greedy, so greedy,” he chides, flipping me around, tits out, and bent over on this damn console. Those rough fingers pump inside me, slow and deep. “Can't get enough of this needy, tight pussy.”

My eyes screw shut on impact as Landon drives inside me at an incredible cadence, the weight of his balls smacking my worn clit every time his hips slap soundly against my ass. His string of pleasured grunts spurs my orgasm on. A harsh tug at my hair elicits another moan.

“Look at yourself.” Our gazes lock in the rearview mirror, mouths parted, faces shiny with sweat. A rogue hair on his otherwise neatly combed-back hair dances across his forehead. “How stunning you are getting fucked from behind.”

I clamp around him at the sight, my breasts flush against the rough, black surface, hardened nipples rubbing with every thrust. Landon groans in response, retreating to massage my G-spot from inside, fingers playing with the oversensitive bundle of nerves.

“Oh, myGod,” I whine, teetering on the edge of another intense release. “Landon.”

“Yeah, baby?” His delivery is unstopping, brazen. My eyes roll back. “Do your folks know, huh? That their innocent firstborn loves getting railed in a summer dress?”

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