Page 67 of Moonlit Kisses

We move the food to the dash, climb out, and adjust the front seats forward so we can climb into the back of his car like a couple of high schoolers. There’s no preamble or foreplay. We’re both ready to get to the main event. Max undoes his jeans and pulls them and his briefs out of the way, exposing his thick shaft. He’s already weeping for me, as I am for him. He reaches for me, positioning me over his dick. His face is in shadow, but from experience, I know his pupils will have overtaken the mossy green I love. Hot puffs from his breaths hit the side of my neck as I balance on my knees and hold on to his shoulders, ducking my head to avoid the roof.

“Are you ready for me?” He swipes his knuckles over the panel of my panties, keeping my modesty for the moment. “Oh yeah. Your panties are fucking soaked already.” He smirks up at me, then pulls the panel to the side and notches his head at my opening. I slide down easily, taking him all the way. We both groan at the sensation of being joined.

“I love having you inside me, Max,” I whisper, then lean forward to swipe my tongue along his bottom lip. He opens for me, and I slide inside, tangling my tongue with his, enjoying the rasp of his five o’clock shadow on my skin.

He pulls back. “Be a good girl and show me your tits.”

I raise my eyebrow at him. “Take your shirt off first.” He smirks at me, then grabs his shirt from the back of the collar, pulling it off awkwardly in the confined space. As he tosses it to the side, I take off my sweater, undo the side zipper of my dress, and slide my arms out. Next to go is my bra as the cotton fabric pools at my waist. Max pushes the fabric down until he exposes my silver jewelry.

He flicks it with his finger and looks up at me. “I fucking love this.” He pushes up into me. “Hold on, Dimples.”

I comply, and he rewards me with a hard thrust and grind. His mouth drops to my breast, and he sucks as much of the globe into his mouth as he can. “Oh God. You’re not messing around.” I drop my heavy head back on my shoulders.

“I’m never just messing around with you. I hope you know that.” Thrust. He uses his grip on my hips to guide me up and down his shaft as he repeatedly pushes up into me. I add a swivel to my hips, making sure to rub my clit against his pelvis.

Our bodies are slick. Our breaths coming out in harsh pants and I’m sure if someone were to pull into the parking lot, they’d know exactly what’s going on in here. The windows are fogging up with each labored breath and the car is rocking in time with our bodies. I can’t find it in me to care. I want my release. My muscles are tensing and it’s getting harder to keep up with Max’s rhythm. My focus zones to where we’re joined and making sure I don’t falter. I squeeze Max’s dick.

“Fuck. Do that again and I’ll come.” I take the challenge and squeeze him again on the next stroke. He pinches my nipple with a frown marring his forehead, making me giggle.

He finds his way to my clit beneath the pooling fabric of my dress and circles it with deft fingers, returning his lips to my mouth. Hunching down, I use my legs to push myself up and down, bouncing over his cock as he takes me ever closer to my release.

Every thrust up pushes the air from my lungs and stars dance around the edge of my vision. His penis swells. He’s as close as I am. Tingles spread all the way from my toes, up my legs, and down my spine. I drop one final time and break apart all over him. “Yeeees!” I gasp for air and lean down to kiss him. My kiss is sloppy as he comes undone, groaning into my mouth.

“Fuuck! You feel so damn good, Dimples.” He returns my sloppy kiss. “I’m gonna fill you with my babies one day soon,” he moans and my already racing heart picks up speed, thumping against my rib cage, trying to burst free. I pull back to study him. Guys say all sorts of stuff in the heat of the moment, and I wonder if he realizes what he’s said. He opens his eyes to find me studying his face as if I can find the answer somehow. “I mean it. I want you to have my babies. I don’t want you to get your next shot.”

I blink at him. “You want to have a baby with me?”

“I sure as fuck do.” His eyes move back and forth between mine. “Do you?” His Adam’s Apple bobs. “Do you want to have a baby with me?”

“You don’t think it’s too soon to be talking about babies?”

His body stiffens and I place my hands on his shoulders, rubbing my thumbs along his collarbones. “You think it’s too soon?”

I shrug. “We’ve only known each other for just over two months.”

“I know it’s fast, but I don’t see the point of waiting when I know you’re the one for me.” He reaches up and tucks a lock of hair that’s fallen across my face behind my ear. “I’m all in, Molly.”

I nod, slowly at first, increasing in enthusiasm. “I’m all in too. I think you’d be the best daddy.”

He smiles and moves in, taking my mouth. Our tongues entangle, and I feel him grow inside of me. Obviously, the idea of knocking me up has him excited. We move together, slower this time, languidly joined with our kisses as well as our sex. The interior of the car is filled with the scent of our coupling as Max takes over my body, my heart, and my soul. A sheen of sweat coats both of us as we climb higher and higher before we break apart. It’s not as explosive as the first time, but it feels deeper, more meaningful somehow. We separate to draw in lungfuls of much needed oxygen. Our eyes connect and I’m positive mine reflects his happiness.

“When can we start?” he asks with a cheeky grin. I giggle at his eagerness. “Fuck, don’t do that. You nearly pushed me out.” He pouts playfully and thrusts his hips up to push his half soft dick back inside, making me giggle again. “Damn it, woman.”

He slides out of me and the sensation of his cum trickling from my body moves me into action. Using the fabric of my dress, I rise higher and clean myself up as best I can in the limited light. I dread to think about the mess we’ve made on his leather seat. I shuffle slightly, pulling my underwear back into place, then rest my backside on his knees.

Resting my hands on his pecs, I lean forward and press my lips to his. Pulling back slightly, I break the news. “I definitely can’t fall pregnant inside the next three months and it can take up to one year for my periods to regulate. But I could possibly fall pregnant in as little as three months once the shot wears off.”

Even in the limited light, I can see his face light up with his smile. “Well, that gives us time to practice our technique.” He wriggles his eyebrows up and down.

I giggle. “That sounds good to me.”

His hands squeeze my hips, and he drags me back in close to his body, my exposed breasts pressing against his chest. I sigh, deeply content to sit here like this all night. He rubs his hands up and down my spine in a soothing motion. With two orgasms under my belt, I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation, my breathing slowing down.

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A rap on the window and a bright light shining inside startles both of us. We must have dozed off. “Everything okay in there?” Comes a muffled voice through the glass.

I look around, instantly alert. My eyes land on the police cruiser parked right next to us. I’m sure he can see my state of undress.Shit!

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