Page 5 of Loved By the Hacker

“Baby, the only thing I want you to put your lips around is me.” Instead of heeding that as a warning, it made my tempting morsel lick her lips.

“Happily,” she whispered hoarsely with need before really surprising me. She shimmied off my lap the second she pulled my cock out, and before I knew what she was doing, I was inside the sweet cavern of her wet, warm mouth.

“Fuck!” I slammed my fist against the steering wheel as the sensation of her lips wrapped around my cock set in. It was too much and not enough at the same time. My woman was hungry for my dick and wasn’t shy about showing it. She teased the tip, her tongue circling the crown before pulling it back in between her lips and sucking on it like I was her favorite lollipop.

“Just like that,” I hoarsely scratched out. “Fuck, beautiful.” My fingers tangled with the back of her head, and she nodded, wordlessly giving me permission, but something held me back. And despite my dick weeping for me to have her deepthroat me and watch her eyes shine with unshed tears as she gagged around my cock, I shook my head.

“No,” I clipped. “Just like that. Show me how much you like my cock in your mouth, little girl.” She popped my cock out of her mouth; her eyes were shiny with mischief.

“I haven’t been a little girl in a long time, handsome,” she quipped before licking my hard length from root to tip and back down, leaving it shiny and wet.

“Fucking hell, baby.”

“I want to take you as far as I can, handsome,” she whispered the deliciously sinful words vibrating against the sensitive flesh of my shaft. “Please?” she whimpered.

“You want me to fuck that pretty little throat of yours?” I groaned roughly. My fingers itched to clench around the back of her head, to tug and pull on her impossibly soft strands while I fucked her face.

“Yes, god, yes!” Her eyes dropped to the beast between my legs, and she licked her already swollen lips like she couldn’t get enough of my taste. Just watching her do that had a droplet of fluid rolling out the tip. A droplet she didn’t let go to waste when she leaned in closer to lick it off while shutting her eyes and moaning.

“You taste so good,” she complimented. “Sweet and salty.” She licked again. “Manly.” This wasn’t just for show or because she thought it was something I would like. My little butterfly enjoyed this, liked my taste. Her dark eyes rose and met mine. “Please,” she pleaded again, and this time, I was too much of a weak bastard not to give her what she asked for.

“If you’re going to take my dick, take off your dress, butterfly,” I demanded like an asshole, not that she blinked at the request. My girl pulled the pretty dress off and let it drop under her seat, letting me enjoy the sight of her in a pretty, black lacy bra and matching high-cut panties that made her hips impossibly round.

“Look at you. You look like a goddamn goddess, baby,” I rasped and watched as her skin filled with goose bumps. It was obvious this wasn’t a compliment she was used to. That would change soon enough. There wouldn’t be a day from here on out that I wouldn’t tell her just how stunning she was. I wouldn’t stop saying it until she believed it.

“Take off the bra,” I ordered, sitting back, unable to blink from fear I would miss something. There was slight hesitation, the first up until now. “Don’t make me wait, gorgeous,” I gently spurred her on when I should have been asking her if she still wanted to do this. Maybe it was because I could see the desire in her eyes that made me believe the pause wasn’t because she didn’t want me or was having second thoughts.

“Can anyone see us?” she asked softly. Her dulcet voice cast an arrow through my heart. Before I could stop myself, my hand darted to the back of her head, lifting her up so we could be face to face.

“I know you don’t know me, but you will. I would never, not ever think of leaving anything to chance. And that is especially true when it comes to your safety, butterfly. No way would I let anyone get a glimpse of you and the beauty you possess. But if you want, we can get you dressed and inside my place,” I offered, already leaning to reach for the dress she’d discarded just seconds before. Her hand grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

“I just wanted to make sure,” she whispered before dropping my wrist and reaching behind her. My cock strained towards her like the fucker wanted her mouth back as she took off her bra and her beautiful overflowing breasts bounced out of their confines.

“Fuck,” I cursed, licking my lips.

My hands rose and cupped each heavy globe. I loved the contrast between my light skin against her soft caramel tone. Seeing her topless, taking in the soft sight of her tan lines made me ache.

“Oh god, that feels so good.” Her eyes fluttered shut as my fingers rolled and tweaked her nipples.

“Not god, baby, but I’ll take it.”

“Shit,” she hissed, and without thinking, one hand dropped a breast and spanked her pretty ass.

“Language,” I grunted, and she gasped.

“You just spanked me,” she whispered, her eyes wide but serious.

“You didn’t like it?” I challenged. Coral stared at me, face flushed while breathing shallow as she licked her lips.

“I… I don’t know… I never thought I would but… there’s a lot I already like more with you than…” Her words drifted off to nothing, and my jaw clenched.

“He doesn’t get space here. Not now. Not ever.” My hands moved to cup the side of her face. “What were you enjoying more already?” Her lips parted, and her cheeks burned a little brighter under the silver moonlight that peered through the pine trees surrounding us.

“Going down on you,” she admitted almost shyly, and I groaned. “It’s never been a thing but… I don’t know.” The delicate slope of her shoulders rose and fell in a shrug. “Watching you earlier, the way you kissed me and reacted to my mouth on you. The sounds you made.” She licked her lips like she could somehow still taste me. “I liked it. I want more. I want you to fuck my face.”

“Dirty words from that perfect little mouth are going to be my undoing, baby girl. You wanna keep going or––“ I was about to suggest we head inside, but Coral’s excitement cut through.

“Yes please.” Her interruption came without hesitation as my little butterfly got back in position, kneeled in her seat, body hovered towards mine, and she started to take me once again. I watched as those lips parted and she took me back to my very own heaven. In and out the beauty of her mouth. My toes curled. I was quickly losing control.

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