Page 140 of Catch Me
“What you said to Ari.” He smirks. “I wasn’t eavesdropping, but I overheard you.”
“It’s true.”
“I know, that’s what makes it special. Now if you could only give that level of acceptance to yourself.”
“What did you—” I stop when Andreas pulls my almost finished cup of ice cream out of my hand and places it on the seat holder compartment between us.
“I think you deserve something special for being such a great friend.”
He doesn’t give me time before he moves over the divider and goes to his knees in front of me.
“This is the main reason I asked you to wear a dress tonight.” His voice is a growl as his hands spread my knees apart and ease my dress up to my waist.
“The panties are a slight problem. But we’ll work around that,” he informs me before his head disappears beneath the fabric of my dress.
“Oh!” I gasp out at the first feel of his tongue against my pussy lips.
The lace fabric of my panties still separates his tongue from my skin, but he’s doing his best to melt the fabric from my body.
Riiip!
I push out a shaky breath as the sound of my underwear being ripped to shreds echoes around the backseat of the car.
I truly hope the driver can’t hear my loud moaning, but at this point I’m beyond caring enough to stop. It doesn’t take long for me to come.
“Your mouth is fucking magical,” I pant while Andreas moves up the length of my body. I cup his face and trace his lips with my tongue. For some reason I can’t get enough of tasting myself on him.
“Now it’s my turn,” I tell him. I push him away. “You sit.” I point to the seat I was just in, making us switch positions. Thankfully, the backset is roomy enough for me to navigate until it’s me on my knees in front of him.
“Ivy, you don’t have— Shit!”
I squeeze his dick through his pants.
“Are you sure about that?”
“Keep it up and you’re begging for another spanking.”
Yes, please.
That was all I needed to hear before I squeezed him again. I unzip his pants and maneuver my hand to pull his dick out. There’s already precum leaking out of the tip.
I cover it with my mouth, suckling the tip for a bit, using his precum as lubrication. The moment I feel Andreas’ hand at the back of my head, I take him deeper into my mouth. He doesn’t press hard enough to make me choke on his cock, but his hold is firm.
My nipples hurt as they press against my bra. Liquid leaks from my pussy the deeper I take him into my mouth. The moans coming from Andreas just might be enough to make me come again in the back of this car.
“Baby,” he growls at the same time he raises his hips. His dick hits the back of my throat. “Baby … Ivy …” He pulls my hair, his sign that he’s about to come.
I bob my head faster, feeling greedy to taste his seed on my tongue.
Andreas gets the message and relaxes his body. The moment he does, a new tension invades him, making him go rigid. A second later I get my wish.
The first splash of his cum in my mouth is quickly overshadowed by the next one followed by the next. I continue to suck him off as he comes. He’s turned me into a greedy vixen.
And I couldn’t be happier about it.
“Shit!” He curses when I finally release him from my mouth. “Come here.” He eagerly pulls me onto his lap and slams his lips against mine.
We kiss like hungry teenagers who’re discovering kissing for the first time. Or maybe lovers who’ve been at this for years but still can’t get enough of one another.
