Page 47 of Burning with Desire (Forbidden Heat 1)

“Keep squeezing,” Ricky said. “I love it rough. I like it when you make it yours, baby.”

“It is mine and you’d better never forget that,” I growled. Using both hands now, I pulled down harder on his long member and then used my right hand to dedicate some special attention to his sack. It was taut and rigid right along with his boner. I traced my index finger along the bottom edge of it and then moved it right up the center until I ended up at the base of his shaft. Meanwhile, my other hand was still busy stroking him.

Ricky’s breaths were coming in short, moaning gasps now and I knew that it wouldn’t be too much longer before he finally let go and flung his seed far and wide. I had to be ready for it and stop that before it happened too early. We had to create the right time for this sort of thing, and I was the one who was in charge of when that time would be.

“Oh, rub it good,” Ricky said. “The head, rub the head.”

I did as he instructed and I clenched his balls tightly as I did so. He gasped and groaned at the same time, a look of intense fear spreading across his face, which was soon replaced by a look of total shock and fun. He loved it when I hurt him a little bit. That extra measure of control, that took away his power ever so slightly, that’s what he was longing for in his life. He’d wanted someone to share it all with, to help shoulder some of the responsibility and to have someone to lean on for support. That’s what was missing most in his life, and that's who I knew I could be.

I was getting so wet now, rubbing his package harder and harder, watching the head of it emerging out the end of my fist with every single thrust. I tried to pay careful attention to the glans, right under the hood. That was the sweet spot.

I knew what I wanted and needed from him.

“Take me,” I said.

With that I stepped out of the truck and walked around to the back. I lowered the tailgate and leaned against it with the position of my body now dictating the next move. I knew I was right out in the open. There was some cover happening for me, but someone could be watching somewhere, or they might catch that glimpse as they passed by, but I just didn’t care anymore. I was tired of living by so many rules that this world had handed out to me. It was time to be bad, and I was ready to be as bad as possible.

Ricky stepped out of the truck with his member still in his hand as he walked toward me. He saw the position I was in and he quickly moved behind my dress which was waving in the light breeze. He kissed me hard on the lips and then reached up under my dress to find my underwear. His fingers gripped along the waistband and he ripped them down below my ass. My skin felt a cool rush of air on the warm, spring day as Ricky’s hands grazed across my behind, lingering a bit around my crack area.

“What do you want?” Ricky asked.

“I want you to fuck the shit out of me,” I said.

“Oh, I think that can be accomplished.”

Ricky pulled his jeans down all the way and I felt his hard stalk probing against my ass, parting my cheeks, and then entering my soft, wet arousal. I sighed as he moved into me. Our bodies were now joining together as one being. And it felt miraculous.

I was always so ready for this. My body tingled all over as he pounded the lust between my legs, forcing me to grow wetter with each passing thrust of his epic prong. He was pausing at the end of every thrust, plunging himself into me as far as he could go, and then pulling back out slowly, withdrawing from me a bit at a time, before ramming it hard and fast back inside of me. Then he would pause and wait for my body to savor the sweetness of him and he would fulfill my surrender with another thrust of his beautiful gift.

“Fuck, that is so good,” I groaned as he bucked himself into my center, thrusting his whole body into every single motion with a sweet grunt.

“I want you to scream as loudly as you want to,” Ricky said. “No one is going to hear you out here, baby.”

I figured he was right, and he was also correct that I was holding back a little bit. It was time for me to release it all out into the world. I relaxed my body and went with it. I exhaled loud air every time he entered me. My body was boiling with the sex that was being pushed upon it. I accepted it gladly, every fiber of my being surrendering to him. I gripped the sides of the truck as tightly as I could.

He grabbed my hair and pulled back firmly, both to steady himself and to maintain the illusion of control, to put upon me that little bit of fear and pain that was crucial to good lovemaking. I had to know that I was safe, but there were powers out there in this big, bad world that would seek to do me in if I didn’t have the adequate protection in place. I had to ensure that this happened. And the best way to do that was to have the love and support of the most amazing man I’d ever known could exist. And I had that. I had that in my life. I was that lucky.

And at times I felt like I didn’t deserve it for some reason. It was the most exquisite pleasure and it had been given to me. I loved Ricky for his heart and his soul, for who he was, and our love blossomed into sweet release of a physical nature that drew forth outstanding pleasure bordering on pure bliss for the two of us to share together. How many others ever really got this lucky? People had sex all the time, but how many people ever really had their entire bodies poised to receive euphoria every time they wanted it from the person that they loved most in the world? This was why I felt truly lucky.

Ricky pulled himself out and smacked his dick on the naked flesh of my ass. He then pushed it back in, just enough to slip the tip inside of me, and then he pulled it out. After that he did this once again, blocking my attempt at pushing back against it. What was he doing? He was teasing me and I was getting a bit fed up with it. I was so horny that I couldn’t stand it anymore. Didn’t he know that I was on the verge of coming?

“You want this?” Ricky said. His face was now beside me, his lips kissing my cheek carefully. “You have to make me believe it.”

“I want it,” I said. “I need you inside of me… why are you teasing me?”

I was getting furious and a bit annoyed, but in a happy way. Ricky knew exactly how to make me want him and he was good at withdrawing from me, better than the other way around. That wasn’t supposed to be that way. I was supposed to be able to make him wait as long as I wanted to, but he had me in the position that I needed his body so much more. I was aching, quivering inside. My whole body was just begging for his touch.

“You are so beautiful,” Ricky said. “I want to give this to you, but I want to do it slowly. I need to savor every single piece of you and there can be no rush.”

“Ok,” I said. “Please, let me have it.”

“Patience, my love,” he said. His lips brushed against mine softly, and then I felt his hard length enter me so slowly. I could not control the pleasurable sounds that squealed out of my body as he entered me. When he had finally completed his sweet insertion, I knew exactly what he was talking about. The pleasure that I was now feeling had taken the sweetness of before and skyrocketed it up to the top of the tops until I could not stand on my own any longer.

Ricky had to hold me to keep me standing in position. I wanted to lie down in the bed of the truck and do it missionary style, but Ricky held me in place and kept pumping me with his long, hard, shaft.

“I want you to come for me,” Ricky whispered. “I want you to come hard for me. I need to feel you on every part of me. I want to hear it, see it, feel it, and be a part of it. Please, you have to come for me.”

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations that were racing through my nether regions, and spreading to all the parts of my body. My mind was barely intact anymore and I was sure I was losing my mind, but somewhere through this chaos erupted the beginnings of an orgasm that was about to hit me like a tidal wave.

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