Page 15 of Frat Row
Unabashedly, I moan into his mouth. He sticks one finger inside me while his other hand pushes the strap of my dress down. He works my nipple free of my strapless bra and tugs on it hard with his mouth. He licks around my nipple and runs his teeth gently over it. My senses are on fire as my body registers the feeling.
Sinking another finger inside me, he finds the perfect rhythm, and my stomach coils as I feel that familiar ache. Gasping from the pleasure, I throw my arms around his shoulders and start riding his fingers. Nuzzling my throat, his thumb barely touches my clit and is moving in those delicious circles.
Trembling from the need to come, he hikes my dress up over my thighs and tears off my panties.
“Go to the passenger seat and lean it all the way back,” he murmurs to me, wrenching his lips from mine.
Obediently, I crawl over to the seat, knowing this man has me in the palm of his hand and that I’ll do anything he asks of me.
“Do you trust me?” he asks.
My heart rate speeds up as I nod.
“I need your words, Cassidy,” he says sternly.
“Yes, I do,” I whimper.
“Turn over and hold the headrest with both of your hands and hike that dress up. Arch your back so I can see that pretty pussy and ass.”
I do exactly as he says, looking back at him and waiting with anticipation. After a stretch of silence, he has me practically salivating for him. I hear him slide his belt out from his pants with measurable quickness, and he handcuffs my wrists to the silver poles that separate the seat from the headrest.
Moving behind me, he holds on desperately to both my thighs, stretching them as far as they will go. He buries his face into me and licks and sucks lightly on both of my holes, lapping up my juices and rubbing his tongue up and down. I’m going to collapse at any moment. “Tyler, I need your cock now.”
Feeling him fumbling around with something, he reaches around and gives immediate attention to my clit. I hear something squirt out from a bottle, and I turn around and notice a small bottle of lube. I lick my lips greedily.
He slips a finger into my tight ring of muscle using the slickness from between my thighs, working his way in slowly, massaging inside both walls, letting me open up for him.
“Oh my god.” I’m panting as he glides another finger into my back entrance, fondling my clit faster and pinching it every so often.
Barely able to hold myself up, I see stars as that rush of pleasure works its way down my back and releases, and I come down my legs. My words are a mumbled mess. Heholds his fingers in place while I transport to another universe, shuddering all over.
Wasting no time, he gathers up my wetness with something rubbery as he slaps it across my thighs. Swiveling my head back to see what it is, I recognize a small flesh-colored dildo.
My eyes widen in confusion. “This is going in your ass while I fuck that tight cunt until you come as you scream my name, baby,” he declares while studying me and lifting up the dildo with a devious grin.
He maneuvers the dildo inch by inch and circles my clit with his fingers at the same time, and my eyes flutter as my body twists at the sensation. He smacks my ass and pussy firmly, and the dildo moves deeper inside me. My gut clenches as I let out a cry of shock.
He shoves his dick inside me forcefully, not giving me any time to adjust. My head begins lolling back at the feeling of fullness. Pushing himself all the way to the hilt, he starts thrusting manically, drawing his dick all the way out of me each time while the dildo hits me deliciously, intensifying the waves of pleasure rolling over me.
“Don’t fucking stop,” I breathe heavily, barely getting the words out of my mouth. My body seizes up once more as my muscles contract and spasms make their way through my body.
“Your body surrenders beautifully while I’m inside you,” he whispers huskily.
That sends me toppling over the edge, and I gutturally scream out his name, taken aback by the sounds I’m making.
Seconds later, he finds his release, shooting his cum inside me and mercilessly gripping my upper thighs as a roar escapes his mouth.
Goosebumps flood my skin as my orgasm rocks through me. “Come all over my cock, baby. I want to lap up your pleasure afterward.”
Both of us are glistening with sweat and breathing rapidly. We don’t move for a minute, catching our breath. Bending his body on top of mine, he clasps my face and kisses me needlessly, both of us lust-drunk and satisfied.
Tyler ends the kiss and begins caressing my shoulders before moving all the way down to the dildo. He grips it tightly and gently pulls it out of me.
“If you move, I’ll punish you,” he states, almost like he’s daring me to. He flips on his back and squeezes his head between my shaking legs, and true to his word, licks my thighs first, then he makes his way to my wetness. He swallows every bit of our mixed cum. My body recoils because of the extreme sensitivity, but that spurs him on further. Plunging his tongue into both of my holes, he hums with appreciation of the taste on his tongue.
When he finishes, he slaps my ass, and the sting lingers.
Moving back into his seat with a lust-filled gaze mixed with a knowing smirk, he says, “Alright, well, I better get you home.”
