Page 61 of Little Broken Pieces

He feigns shock. “Come on, baby, don't tease me. Let me slip in the backseat with you.” He dips his head inside the door frame and I put my foot out to stop him.

“No, sir, if you want me to show you MY pussy, you play MY way.”

“Fuck, Alex, okay. Angel, just let me see that juicy peach, baby.”

He backs up like a good boy and I open up for him again. My clit is throbbing and even though I want him to take me right now and fuck me like I’m his greatest sin, I stay patient. This is my game and he will fuck me on my terms. I rub circles around my clit, dropping my head back as I picture his strong calloused hands in between my legs instead of mine.

“Tell me, Alex, I’m begging you, tell me it’s mine.”

I make direct eye contact with him as I slip two fingers inside. “It’s yours,” is all I say and he pulls his shirt over his head, the bulge in his sweats making me ache for him to fill me. He rushes in the back seat and rips my shirt in half, my tits bouncing free, my nipples pebbled from my arousal and the cool air.

“No bra either? You have been a bad girl, Angel.”

“So punish me then,” I tell him with a smirk.

His head dips down between my legs and I freeze. No one has ever been there, not like that. It's too personal.

“What's wrong?” I hate that he's noticed.

“No one has ever done that.”

“Ever?” he asks, surprised.

“Ever.”

“Let me take this first from you, Angel.”

“I don’t know, Kohen. It’s weird.”

His fingers assault my clit, melting my anxiety. Our lips meet and he dips his fingers inside of me.

“You are so wet. I fucking love it. Let me show you how a king treats his queen.” He moves in between my legs again, his eyes meeting mine. “I got you, Angel.” He takes a deep breath. “Smells fucking delicious.”

His fingers move to my hips as he gets ready to devour the most intimate part of me. It seems silly that someone eating me out makes me so shy when I'm sex confident. I guess because I have no control there. I’ve never thought about it long enough, every time a guy tried, they took the easy way out because they just wanted to fuck me.

His mouth is on me and a sudden explosion of energy radiates from my clit. My core clenches as it moves up my thighs and into my belly. Like butterflies, only much more potent. My thighs clench his head and I try and wriggle away from the overstimulating sensation. Not because I don't like it but because it's too much. This shouldn’t be any different than when I’m getting played with or fingered, but holy shit it does. It's so much different. Like I could say or do anything. He licks and sucks and spreads me open so he can feast on my pussy. The juices mix with his spit. Nothing could turn me on more as I watch him wreak havoc on me. Rolls of pleasure flow through me and pressure builds inside, making me dizzy. I drop my weight back and bring my hands to his hair, pulling and tugging at it.

“Please, Kohen.”

He moans against me and the vibrations set me off.

I come so fucking hard, I see stars. I pull him up and kiss him feverishly. The pleasure this man just bestowed upon me is like nothing I have ever felt before and I want to make him feel just as good. I tug his sweatpants down. He moves off me to pull his boxers down, too. The small space he put between us feels like too much. I need him closer and I fucking hate it.

He looks at me with his cock in his hand. Pumping it a few times, he moves on top of me, pulling me up towards him as he whispers, “Ride me, Angel. Show me who this cock belongs to.”

Me. That's who.

I switch positions and climb on top of his lean body and my thick thighs sit on either side of him. He grabs them, squeezing. “Fuck, I love this.”

“What?” I ask.

“Your fucking body, your skin, everything, it’s intoxicating, a drug I just want to keep taking hit after hit, even if it brings me to my knees.”

I plunge his dick inside of me, dropping myself on it. He groans, squeezing my thighs even harder. I know it will bruise but I don't care. I want him to mark me, to ruin me, to make me his.

I grind my pussy on his dick in slow circular motions, and my eyes drift closed.

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