Soft.
Wet.
Warm.
Mine.
My hand doesn't do enough to muffle hergroan.
As much as I love hearing all that need in her voice, I don't want usarrested.
I better makethisfast.
I move us to the left, so she's pressed up against the passengersidedoor.
She groans as she rocksherhips.
I stroke her with my indexfinger.
I fill her with a deepthrust.
Another.
Another.
I do it as slowly as I canmanage.
I savor every fucking inchofher.
She moans intomyhand.
She rocks her hips tomeetme.
I move a littlefaster.
A littleharder.
There—
She nips at myfingers.
She groansmyname.
I pin her to the car as Ifuckher.
As Istrokeher.
As I fucking lose myselfinher.
God damn, the way she's groaning againstmyhand—
The way she'sshaking—
With my next thrust, shecomes.
She makes circles with her hips. She groans my name. She nips at myfingers.
The pulsing of her cunt pushes me overtheedge.