Page 25 of Just The Sex

“Pull over.”

“You’re fucking crazy, you know that? Remember this the next time you try and tell me I am.”

“Grab your cock.”

He grunts into the phone and I ask him, “Where are you?”

“I don’t know, the side of the road somewhere.”

“Is your dick hard?”

“Yes. Fuck yes.”

“Stroke it,” I order him, unbelievably turned on, so hot and horny as I touch myself and imagine him sitting in his car, doing the same, listening to my commands.

He grunts and says, “Finger yourself.”

Right away I slide a finger inside, still rubbing my clit with my thumb. “You’re such a dirty girl,” he says and I add a second finger.

“Oh God, it feels like you’re inside me.”

“Yeah? You’d like me slamming your tight little cunt, huh?”

“Uh huh.”

“That’s it,” he tells me, “Take all of me.”

“I wanna come.”

“Yeah?” he confirms.

“Yes.” My heart rate is through the roof doing this with him.

“Can I come inside you?”

“Fuck yes,” I shout and my body spirals, shaking as my orgasm rolls through me. King groans on the other end of the phone. My toes are curled, enjoying the bliss, and as I finally come back to reality, he says, “I need about ten more of those.”

“The door is open, I’ll be waiting for you.” I hang up, giddy on the inside like a teenage girl as I fly out of my bed and wash my hands and brush my teeth. Then I tousle my hair and hear the front door slam. I look back and King is staring at me shirtless in the reflection of the mirror and I ask him, “Where’s your shirt?”

“I came in it.” A grin spreads from ear to ear and I think about him in that expensive ass car, jerking his cock and coming into his shirt. “And it was my favorite,” he complains.

“You don’t need it here.” I step to him, loving the way his eyes eat my body alive. Reaching down with my hand, I cup his dick through his pants and say, “Still hard for me?”

He rubs his nose against mine, his eyes are closed as he reaches two fingers into my bra, teasing one of my nipples. Leaning into him with my mouth, I kiss his neck and throat as I make a trail across his chest and down his sculpted abs. Reaching the top of his jeans, I unbutton and unzip them. “Take your bra off,” he orders me. Quickly I unclasp it and slide it down my arms.

He grabs both of my tits, massaging them, but not for long as I drop to my knees, ready for what he’s about to give me. Sliding his pants down, I kiss his dick through his underwear. He brushes my hair to the side and I slide them down, his huge cock springing free, and the second that it’s out, he grips it, urging it towards my mouth, holding snugly at the base.

Opening my lips, I take him in, loving his taste, so sweet. Moving my head up and down, I work his length, getting to know his every detail as he begins to test my limits, pushing himself in a little further each time. I keep my breathing in control to stop from gagging. His fingers are wound into the back of my hair and I can tell he’s working hard to keep from pushing things too far, too fast. But I want more of him. Taking my hand, I reach between his legs and splay my fingers over his tight ass and keep pushing him, urging him to fill my mouth. He looks down at me, groaning, his mouth hung open and I realize then as my nose is touching his stomach that this is it. “You like your mouth around my cock, don’t you?”

I nod the best I can as I swallow him up. My pussy is dripping wet. This is so different than I thought it would be. He’s so gentle, not rough at all as we work so well together. His grunts deepen and he asks me, “Do you want my cum?”

“Mmmhhh,” I hum against his length, and he lets go of his dick, holding on to both sides of my face as he comes down my throat. I swallow his warmth right up.

Both of us are out of breath as he pulls out of my mouth and removes my panties, before gently setting me down on the counter. He studies my pussy like it’s a work of art and asks me, “Are you on the pill?” I nod once and before I can say anything, he’s buried deep inside me. I reach for anything to hold on to as my back is crushed against the mirror. He feels un-fucking-believable, holding on to my hips, as I look down at him moving in and out of me. Already ready to come, never having been with a man so eager or so into me the way that King is.

The sound of our bodies echoes off the tile bathroom walls, and he pulls me closer to him, his arms locked behind my back as he kisses my neck, slamming into me. I hold on to him, feeling so full of bliss that it’s unreal. Everything is blazing from my head to my toes.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans and it pushes me over the edge. His hard cock stuffing in and out of me, it’s too much to fight back the orgasm and my body trembles from the inside out.

“Yes, King,” I scream with my hand buried in his hair, and then he tenses for a moment before shuddering and coming himself.

“Goddamn,” he bellows, slowly milking his dick inside me.

I can’t get rid of the smile that is on my face, looking into his blue eyes as he is so breathless. With his cock still inside of me, neither of us moves or says a thing. Our bodies still connected together, the strum of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips and what he just did to me, has my mind spinning.

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