Page 8 of Grumpy Mechanic

My breathing hitches as my core contracts. She gets into it far more than I anticipate as she slurps, sucks, and feverishly moves her head back and forth. There's a low vibration as she hums, threatening to end this as it lures my climax toward the cliff of completion.

"Fuck me. That feels good, Maddie," I whisper as my hands guide her back and forth.

She chuckles and eyes me before sliding my dick out of her mouth with a loud pop. "I'd much rather you fuck me, Chase."

5

MADISON

Logic doesn't matter with matters of the heart. We know little about each other, but the spark between us is as explosive as the storm thundering outside. This could be a single moment, or it could be the start of forever. Either way, I fully intend to enjoy this bubble of bliss, at least until the storm passes.

Chase is just as committed to the tryst as he closes his eyes with every pass of my tongue over the tip of his cock, my insides stirring with desire. It's smooth inside of my mouth, delicately clean in its flavor, and pulls me into this vortex of pleasure. Putting me in control over Chase's climax makes me feel as powerful as the winds blowing against the windows.

When he moans his approval, I release my mouth's grip in turn for a different kind. Chase obliges my request by pulling me off the couch and to my feet. Our lips collide as he slides my pants off, letting them fall to the floor.

Lightning flashes as our kiss explodes into furious passion that has Chase's strong hands hoisting me into his arms once again.While an annoying sound of dripping water thwarted our earlier attempt, nothing is going to stop us now. The largest oak tree would have to crash through the roof to pull us apart.

His aggressive command over my body is impressive as he holds my ass firmly in place. We spin until he pins me against the wall, where the bulge of his cock slowly entering me forces my eyes to close.

Chase kisses me but abruptly stops as he says, "Look at me while I fuck you, Maddie. Open your eyes for me, baby. I want to see them as you come all over my dick."

My heart races, and I can't keep silent. I can't resist antagonizing him, though. "You think it's that easy?"

"You don't want to play this game with me," he growls.

Sexual tit-for-tat begins as Chase plunges himself inside my walls. He slides in. My walls clench around his erection, but I'm determined to hold my orgasm as long as possible. He can eat my pussy after. Right now, I just want to be right.

I drop one foot to the ground, showing him my flexibility as my other leg rests on his shoulder. His eyes widen as a smile spreads across his face, and he uses my waist to guide himself in and out of my sex. The sounds of our bodies pounding together rival the noise of the weather outside, but nothing will stop this tidal wave of titillating tension.

The growing competitiveness between us brings Chase to change positions. He lets my leg down and moves me away from the wall, but I force him to spin and sit on the nearby stairs. I lower myself onto him before he has a chance to put me in a spot that will coax my orgasm out of me.

We laugh together as he lets me control him by pinning his wrists to the steps under us so I can get some leverage. My knees lock beside his chest as my pelvis gyrates to a rhythm that threatens to bring this sexual session to a close.

"Oh no, you don't," Chase snarls. "I'm not that easily undone."

He assumes the control we both knew he always had as he effortlessly lifts me while rising to his feet and carrying me up the stairs, his cock still sitting inside my walls. Chase kicks his bedroom door open wider and drops me onto the bed.

With my back anchored to the mattress, Chase pins my wrists above my head and lowers his mouth to envelop one of my breasts. His lips tightly press against my nipples while his tongue flicks it feverishly. Warmth, wetness, and unparalleled thrusts threaten to drag my orgasm out of me.

My pants and moans of pleasure encourage him to continue with the powerful pushing and pulling every inch of his erection in and out of my walls. Chase is mastering my body in ways I've never felt, but my stubborn streak refuses to lose.

The faster Chase moves his body against mine, the more I roll my hips into his thrusts. His grip weakens as his pace quickens, and I sense he's closer to his climax. I reach up and wrap my arm around his neck to bring his face close to mine. I plunder his mouth with a kiss, stealing the control of this moment. I use my momentum to lock my legs around his waist, swinging him onto the mattress and riding him once again.

We laugh at the athleticism between us, but as my walls contract and my core tightens, I know that one of us will concede soon.

Instead of basking in the victory of my coming orgasm, Chase sits up, gripping me by the chin to look me in the eyes. "Let's come together. Come with me, Maddie."

The way his fingers dig into my waist as he guides my hips, my pussy, and my body back and forth over his dick has me ready to explode. So we explode together. His pulsing release matches my own, leaving us full to the brim with satisfaction.

Sleep finds us easily, and soon enough, even the storm quiets outside.

Once the sun rises the next morning, I find myself in body-twisting agony. The soreness from my car wreck, trek through the woods, and romping around the house with Chase is rearing its ugly head. The space beside me is empty, and on the nightstand is a tall glass of water.

Chase comes in a few moments later with a plate of food and a bottle of pills on a serving tray.

"I realized you're probably going to feel a bit worse for wear. All I have around here is some Ibuprofen. Waffles because carbs help give you energy, and some eggs because protein helps muscles repair themselves. I have some Gatorade in my truck, but they're room temp."

"The water, food, and pills are perfect," I moan and force a smile as I sit up.

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