Page 52 of Hacker Unknown

“Why don’t you step out of the car?” Sonali reached for the handle, and I exited, meeting her next to the front hood. My fingers trailed over the two straps of her dress. “Turn.” Sonali faced the open parking lot. I pushed the dress down her body. My lips were against her ear. “That couple across from us is watching you. They are going to see me bend you over the car and pull this plug out.”

She ground her ass against my cock.

“I need to help you undress,” she told me. Sonali turned in my arms, and her fingers popped the buttons off my shirt as they worked their way toward my waist. The cool night air gusted against my skin. She trailed her fingers over my abs until she unbuckled my pants, and they fell to the ground with my boxers. Her slim fingers wrapped around my cock. “How am I so lucky?” she asked.

I groaned and dropped my forehead against hers. “I’m pretty sure I am the lucky one.”

Sonali giggled before I kissed her long and hard again. I wanted to spread her over the front of the car.

I pulled back from the kiss. “Go place your hands on the hood.” I reached down to my discarded pants and grabbed the lube from my pocket.

As a kid, I remembered seeing a picture in a Playboy magazine of a woman displaying Sonali’s exact pose. The playmate didn’t come close to being as hot as Sonali though.

I moved behind her and slid my cock deep between her folds.

“That is not what you promised me,” she huffed.

My fingers tugged at the plug, pulling it out and pushing it back in. Each time I did that, she clamped down around me.

“Please don’t make me wait.”

I pulled my cock out, dropping a little lube on it and the place I was lining up with where she had asked me to take her multiple times. As I pressed forward, I ran my hand over her back until I reached the bottom of her neck. “Look at them, Sonali. They are going to see me press deep inside you.”

“Oh, fuck,” she gasped.

Not wanting to hurt her, I stopped my movement.

“Don’t stop.”

“We have all night.”

She didn’t listen. Instead, Sonali pushed back, taking me all the way. “Jesus.”

Before she could move forward, I wrapped my arms around her to hold her in place. I was damn close to losing it myself. “Slow,” I panted.

The couple across from us weren’t the only ones watching. A group of four had come closer, but stayed back. One of the guys had pulled his woman close, whispering in her ear while tugging at her nipple ring.

I pulled back, and when I pushed forward, I moved my hand to her sex and pushed a finger into her waiting heat. My mouth was next to her ear. “More people have come to watch you. They’re seeing a sexy woman pressed down on a car taking all of me. Fuck, you feel so good.”

“It’s too much.”

I brought my hand back to her hair and tilted her head away from the crowd, so I could see her eyes when she fell apart. “Now,” I said, making sure to speak loudly enough for the people near us to hear.

Sonali screamed as her sex clamped down around my cock, her eyes locked with mine. The feeling was too much for me, and I lost it, coming deep inside her.

When I pulled out, Sonali went to rise, but I placed my hand on her back, keeping her in place, and grabbed the plug, slipping it back inside her.

“That was amazing, Sonali,” I said as she turned in my arms. I led her to the passenger side door. I grabbed the towel out of the back and wiped myself clean before I climbed into the car and motioned for her to join me.

“Our clothes?” Sonali asked.

“The night is not over. I will grab them before we leave.”

She leaned against my chest, and I slowly massaged her breasts. “Look, the woman who watched you is riding him hard. I bet images of you are still floating around in her head.”

“Thank you for bringing me here. How did you find out about this?”

“Overheard a conversation, and once I figured out what it was, I knew we had to experience it. I like other people seeing you, but remember you are only mine.”

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