Page 34 of Forever C*cky

Shit! I need to put some condoms in my truck!

Her eyes widen and then she bites her lip again. Watching me, her hand still on my raging hard on, she says, “I’m on the pill…”

She wants to do this? She trusts me? I’m perfectly clean, but she just trusts me this way?

I blink, “You do this… this way, a lot? I mean… I don’t do this a lot either way… Sex… I’m not… Ugh, I mean I don’t… Hardly ever, but never without protection…” I groan. “I’m having trouble with my words with your hand on me…”

She blinks and then releases me as she says, “I’m not a whore, Falcon. I don’t sleep around either. I mean… I have sex, occasionally. But no, even on the pill, I usually also use condoms.” She scoots back on the seat, away from me, and I immediately feel her withdrawal.

Reaching out before she can scramble too far, I gently catch her hands. My fingers link with hers and I shake my head. “I wasn’t saying you were, Eliza. I would never… and I’m glad.” I mutter, “This is not a talk I have all that often, darlin’. Besides, I was more worried about you than me… I mean… I’m not trying to put a bun in the oven.”

Her hands tighten on mine and she smiles at me. She chuckles. “I’m glad you don’t and thank you… I’m not looking for a man to put a baby in me anytime soon. I’m glad you were thinking about me.” She mutters, “Just another one of the reasons I find myself unable to resist you…”

She can’t resist me?!

Her smile turns sexy and she nibbles on her lip again. “I want you, Falcon. Ireallywant you.”

My chest fills and my cock jumps. Releasing her hands, I grip her hips again and pull her to the edge of the seat. She squeals as she slides and then, I’m at her opening again. Before I can move my hands, she reaches down and guides me in, swirling her hips to guide me. I sink in slowly and try to savor it. My eyes almost cross from her tightness and the warmth of her. She moans and her knees lock at my waist. “Ohhhhhh, Falcon…”

Together, we start to move. It’s slow for all of about five seconds and then her ankles lock around my waist. She lifts her hips to quicken the pace. She lets me know that she is not wanting slow and steady and neither do I. My hips slam into hers while she rises to meet my every thrust. We’re both moaning as the culmination of our desire echoes around the cab of the truck and the wind.

Her hands reach above her head to hold onto the edge of the seat. Her breasts are bouncing everywhere and I know that I should slow down, take it easy, make it last, but neither of us wants that. Every time I try to restrain myself and slow it down, she shows me that fast and hard is what she’s after. Thank God because it’s what I need, too.

My hands tighten on her hips as I pound into her. I’m groaning and sweat is running down my back as she grinds down on me, taking me deeper with her knees anchoring her hips. Her ankles dig into my ass as she matches me thrust for thrust. I moan, “Eliza… I’m really struggling here… Ohhhh… You feel too good… Oh….”

She screams as she pumps her hips faster “I’m almost… Oh…. Falcon… You can… I’m… Ahhhhhh.Oh, Falcon…” She reaches between us and flicks her clit furiously as I slam into her. Her mouth falls open and her body bucks as she clenches around me. “Ohhhhh. Oh, shit… Ohhhhh… Falcon… Mmmmmm.”

Her release fuels mine and as she shudders under me and her muscles clench around me, I feel myself swell and, then, I’m filling her. It doesn’t seem to stop.

My back straightens and my voice mingles with hers in the confines of the cab. “Ahhhhhhhhh….. Mmmmmmm. Damn, darlin’…”

Well, that just happened… I just did the horizontal tango with Miss Fancy Pants, no, Eliza… and it was fucking phenomenol.

My hands are on the roof of the cab and I open and close my fist a few times to restore the blood to my fingers before shaking them and taking a step back. I slide out of Eliza and as I look down, I see that she’s flushed from head to toe and that her thighs are chaffed… I’m not certain if that’s from the jeans and the heat, my scruff, or our lovemaking.

She opens her eyes, stretches as she slides to sit up, and says, “Well, ok then… that was certainly something and while it was fantastic, I just want you to know that I’m not looking for anything from you… I have absolutely no expectations about anything.”

What?!

Oh no you don’t…

We just got all kinds of intimate and now she’s telling me that she doesn’t want anything from me.

Is this talking to for me… or for her benefit?

Crossing my arms over my chest, I nod down at her. Her eyes flit over my body and I’m pleased to see that my nakedness is still affecting her. I drawl, “I don’t rightly know what kind of expectations you’d have anyways, but you should know that I’m not a one night,” He waves around outside, “Or even a one-day-stand kind of man.” Her eyes widen and she smirks as she blushes. “You’re here for another twelve days, right? You’ll do what you need to do for your show and I’ll continue doing what it is that I do every day to make this place run like it does.

“And in between all that… you and me, we’re going to be spending some time together. You need to see how this place runs for your story and on top of that, you can expect to spend time with me outside of that, as well.

“Now, I’m not even going to lie to myself, or to you, about what will and won’t be happening while you’re here, darlin’.” I look between our naked bodies and smile as I see my semen leaking out of her and smeared over her thighs. She blushes harder but opens her legs to give me an unobstructed view.

“For whatever reason, you and I have taken a liking to each other, it came off as a dislike at first, but, never-you-mind that. This is going to need to be explored a little more, or maybe a lot more. This will happen again. We both know that.

“We can keep it on the down low if that’s to your liking, or we won’t, my momma will be sticking her nose in shit that way, but either way, I’m not done with you, Eliza and I’m not going to let you off by saying you’re done with me.”

She’s just staring at me and I’m just waiting for her to challenge me on it. I’m prepared for a fight.

This verbal sparring thing we have is pretty fun and, on top of that, it makes for some damn good foreplay.

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