Page 50 of Ride or Die
“Fuck yeah, Layla. Don't stop,” he groans and smacks my ass, making me yelp. He growls, smacking it again.
Colt’s head falls back against the headrest, his heavy-lidded eyes watching me bounce on his cock. An intense heat rushes through me, and I can’t hold it off as euphoria explodes from my loins.
“Yes, Colt! Ahh!” My body stiffens, and I come hard.
“Fuuuck.” As my walls spasm around him, Colt roars with his own release, and liquid heat fills me from the inside.
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the way my body buzzes with this crazy high. Before Colton, I had never experienced anything like this, and he’s the only one who can make me feel this way.
He is still inside me while we pant, holding each other in the car. I kiss along his neck, shifting slightly. A tingle of arousal begins again at the mere thought of him still being inside of me.
He swells up again, and I smile against his neck.
“Mmm, I’m not done with you yet, Layla,” he whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
Straightening his spine, he looks over my shoulder and puts the car in drive, pulling off into a farm lane just a few yards upfrom where we were parked. He drives with me straddling him, each bump and push of his foot on the clutch and gas moving him around inside me. His cum leaks out of me, dripping around his cock and onto his balls.
Oh my fuck, this is hot.
There are still no signs of life to be seen on this country road, but we have a little more privacy in this lane, so Colt opens the door and pulls me off of his erection, helping me out of the car. I stand outside, leaning against the side of the trunk, and wait to see what he will do.
I’m a sight. My hair is a mess, my dress is pulled down over my tits, and I look like I have been thoroughly fucked.
Before I know it, holding onto his unbuttoned pants so they don’t fall down, Colt comes at me with his ‘I’m about to fuck you hard’ eyes. He grabs and turns me, bending me over the side of the trunk. He flips my dress over my hips, plowing into me from behind with no warning.
His bare flesh impales mine. I scream from the forcefulness of his large cock stretching me again. He growls as he slams into me over and over, fucking me rougher than ever. Fisting my hair, he pulls my head back. His teeth sink into my neck, making me cry out, and then he pulls back to slap my ass. Our sounds of pleasure echo in the quiet country air, nothing but the headlights highlighting our fuck-fest.
“Colt, you’re going to make me come again,” I moan.
He growls again and removes himself from my pussy, making me whimper. Turning me around roughly, he grabs my jaw and slams his lips against mine. His tongue invades my mouth hungrily, like he’s ravenous to taste me in any way he can.
“You come when I tell you to come,” he demands. Colt lifts me and pushes me back against the car, and I throw my legs around his waist. The cool metal draws goosebumps tothe surface of my heated skin as he sinks back into me, his expression morphing into one of complete pleasure.
“Layla, you feel so good. Fuuuck,” he groans, his eyes rolling back as he fucks me against the trunk.
The car rocks back and forth, and his eyes trail down to my tits, bouncing with each thrust. He lifts my legs up higher, holding me behind my knees, practically bending me in half. His teeth sink into his lip as he watches me, sweat-slicked strands of hair falling in his face. Staccato moans roll from my throat every time he sinks in. Fucking me hard and fast in this position, he hits so deep I swear I can almost feel him in my stomach. It’s so good, the sensations so overwhelming, I know I can’t hold on much longer.
“Mmm, yes, take my cock baby.That's my good girl.” He leans in and kisses me deeply, his pace never faltering. Our lips separate, and Colt’s eyes meet mine. “Come for me, Layla.”
Like he’s barely hanging on, his command comes out hoarse and beyond sexy, and I shatter into a million delicious pieces, coming again. Hard.
I scream so loudly it can probably be heard for miles. His eyes flash, and Colt lets out a guttural, animalistic roar. His entire body tenses, spasming as he orgasms, pumping his hot cum deep inside of me again.
Pinned against the car, my legs drape over his arms as I tremble from the intensity of the orgasm he just gave me, and his head rests against mine.
“Holy fuck, Layla. That was. Wow. I just love the naughty girl you hide behind those dresses,” he says breathlessly, chuckling as he slowly releases my legs.
His soft lips brush mine again, and my body grows heavy, shivering as the sweat cools on my skin in the November air.
“You’re shivering,” he says, frowning. Stepping out from between my legs, Colt disappears for a second. The car dooropens and closes, and he comes back with his hoodie. “Here, wear my sweater.”
“Thank you,” I say as he hands it to me, smiling softly at the sweet gesture.
As he does up his pants, I pull the thick hoodie over my shoulders, dragging the fabric around my face to inhale his smell.
Once he’s dressed, Colt pulls me closer, kissing me again. “That was fucking amazing. Thank you for coming around. I love you.”
“I love you too.” I wrap my arms around his waist and he hugs me close before we get back in the car.
