Page 85 of Debts and Desires
“That’s a cherry picker, for liftin’ heavy shit—like the engine block—out of a vehicle.”
“So…” her voice did that sing-songy thing when she was up to no good. “It would definitely hold me?”
“Yeah.”
“Does it swing?” She swayed her hips, her floral sun dress moving around her. I didn’t know where she was going with it.
“Yes.” She maneuvered herself on the strap, belly down. She looked up at me and grinned.
“Can you justimaginethe blowjob I could give you like this? Or the different positions we could try?” I was up, setting mytools down, and moving her way. I wiped my hands on my coveralls before unzipping them. She giggled.
Fuck me,that giggle. I wanted to hear that laugh and make her smile every damn day. I wanted to hear her sigh in ecstasy beneath me, hear her whisper my name when I came deep inside her. I wanted to look into those big blue eyes of hers and tell her that I loved her, that I was falling in love with her, that I was scared of being in love with her because I didn’t deserve her.
I grabbed her chin, tilting it up.
“You wanna suck me, Buttercup?”
“What about the truck?” she asked.
“It can wait. This isfarmore important. Yes or no?”
“Yes.” With a nod, I stepped over to the nearby cabinets to grab another strap. I wanted to make sure she was comfortable, held up properly. I wrapped it around her waist, sliding it to her hips, then adjusted the other, sliding it up so it wasn’t directly on her belly. I grabbed the lever, pumping her up to the perfect height, which wasn’t much further than she was already at. I couldn’t believe I’d never thought about this before. There was a lot more potential in the shop than I’d realized, and that thought had me harder.
I undid and slid my jeans down just enough to get my cock free. Stepping to her, I brushed her hair out of the way, gathering it in a pony and holding it.
“Hold my hips, baby.” And she did.
I loved how she always—well,usually—listened to me. I was gentle at first, leaning forward, letting the tip of my cock slip in her mouth.
“Fuck me, Emogen. You look so damn beautiful with my dick in your mouth,” I groaned, watching her, taking in the sight of her full lips stretched around me. It felt amazing, the wet heat of her mouth and tongue swirling around me. As I continued to thrust slowly, her big blue eyes looked up at me.
“You know,” I all but gasped. “Anyone could walk in here right now and see how much of a good little slut you’re bein’ for me.”
Emmy moaned at my words. Her hands moved to my ass, squeezing and pulling me closer. I tried to go slow, to not get lost in her, but it was hard. Too hard. Soon, I was fucking her face with abandon.
My balls began to tighten and I had to pull away, her mouth coming off me with a pop that echoed around the bay. I moved her hands off me and turned the strap she hung from around. She spun a little, her arms coming out to steady herself on the arm of the cherry picker. With a quick tug, I ripped her panties off.
“Carter!” she screeched, but I ignored her, needing to be in her. I pressed her legs apart as I settled between them, then pushed myself into her. She gasped as I bottomed out, her knuckles turning white as she grasped the metal arm of the machine. Her breaths turned to whines, then a moan as I gave her a few good pumps, then pulled out.
“Quiet, little slut. Wouldn’t want someone to walk by and hear us.” Her breathing became ragged as I gripped her hips and pushed back in.
“Carter!” she whined again. I was going to go slow, I really was, but something about her always made me lose control. And I fucked her fast and hard, the machine holding her groaning as she swung. Her ass jiggled with every pump. I was a crazed man, needing that release. I felt the base of my spine tingle, my balls tightening, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came.
“Gonna fill you up with my cum, Emogen.” She was clenching around me and I knew she was close, too. “But first, you’re gonna come. Come on my cock, baby.” And then she did, her body trembling around me as I thrust through it. It wasn’t until her head lulled to the side and she sighed my name that I came, burying myself deep in her pussy.
We both panted, trying to catch our breath. I let go of her to right my pants. Then I lowered her back down, helping her out of the straps. Once she was on the ground, I pulled her to me, tilting her chin up to kiss her. She kissed me back eagerly, her hands cupping my face.
When I finally pulled away, she was smiling up at me, her cheeks flushed and lips swollen from my kiss.
“Next time I might truss you up and use the lift over there,” I said, nodding to the rusting yellow metal beams. She followed my eyes, then looked back up at me, her smile widening.
“Promise?”
“Promise.” I ran my hand along the side of her face. I couldn’t stop touching her, but I needed to.
“Let me finish some stuff up and we can go home.” She nodded, her eyes darting away for a moment, suddenly looking nervous. “What’s wrong?”
“Maybe you can work on my car some?” she asked, with a twinkle in her eye.
