Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
She helped me, realizing what I was after, and parted her thighs.
I knew she was wet. I could feel it on the length of my cock as we situated ourselves.
One foot was resting on the running board of my truck, while the other leg was bent at the knee, and pushed as far against the console as I could get it.
Her legs fell in between mine, pressed together but for a small gap that I used to plunge my fingers between.
She gasped the moment that I trailed my fingers over her clit. Her breath caught completely when I swirled one blunt fingertip around her opening.
Feeling that she was more than ready for me, I dragged that wetness back up to her clit and started circling.
“Grab onto the steering wheel and pull yourself up,” I ordered.
She did, lifting herself up off my lap high enough that I could place my cock up against her entrance.
The comparison of my tanned member against her pink flesh was stunning.
What was more stunning, though, was watching as she sank down onto my cock, one delicious inch at a time.
Before she could make it more than halfway, however, I urged her back upwards.
My eyes stayed locked on where we were joined.
The eye porn enough to make me want to blow my load right then and there.
I took everything in.
The way her juices made my cock shiny, and the way my cock was making her entrance spread wide.
But the kicker was the way, when she was all the way up with my tip resting against her entrance, she slid all the way back down.
It took everything I had in me not to come.
Everything.
“Oh, fuck.”
I clenched my teeth together, wondering why in the hell it felt like I was a teenager rather than a grown ass man.
It felt like I’d never done it before…
“Fuck,” I exclaimed, my eyes opening wide.
I looked down just in time to see her raise back up, my entire length coated in her juices rather than just half, and saw why it felt so good.
I wasn’t wearing a condom.
I looked down to the ground where all the purchases were resting, spilled onto the ground from my haste to pin her to the wall, and smiled.
“I’m fucking you without a condom,” I told her, smoothing my hand down her spine.
She shivered and dropped until she’d engulfed me all the way.
“I forgot,” she breathed. “I was just joking in the store.”
I pushed down on her lap, grinding my cock up into her, and smiled.
“I did, too,” I said.
Earlier when I’d told her that I liked it messy, I hadn’t had a clue.
I’d never done it messy.
Any and all sexual encounters, I was always gloved. Always.
There was no question that I wouldn’t be.
But now, watching her fast-paced breathing as she tried to get herself under control, I realized that with Hennessy, I wouldn’t mind messy.
“Fuck me,” I urged, slapping her thigh with the palm of my hand.
She jumped, causing herself to sink even lower on me, and I growled.
Then she lifted up, and dropped back down. Over and over, faster and faster, until my belly quivered with my need to come.
Snaking my hand around her belly, I smoothed it down until I found her clit, and slowly swirled it. Once around, twice. One more time.
She exploded.
Her pussy clenched my cock. Her thighs clenched my hand in place, and her head went back to knock against mine.
Even the blinding pain of us hitting our heads together didn’t keep my orgasm from rushing through me.
Planting myself inside of her to the root, I came with a deep grunt.
I don’t know what it was about having her bare, but the orgasm of all orgasms rushed through me. The moment my seed shot out of me, it took everything—my breath. My love. Every-fucking-thing.
Which, of course, was about the time that her father pulled in beside her car, witnessing the end of our copulation.
Chapter 23
Taco Bell doesn’t have a playground because it’s no fun to play when you might very well shit your pants.
-Text from Tate to Hennessy
Tate
“You’re not seriously going after what he did yesterday, are you?” I asked her.
The following altercation between Hennessy and her father hadn’t been good.
Although Pastor Hanes hadn’t been able to ‘see’ what was going on, he was far from stupid. He knew exactly what we were doing, and didn’t bother to hide that fact.
In fact, when Hennessy realized that her father was there, and she’d hopped down off of my lap as she yanked up her pants, shit had hit the fan.
If she’d stayed where she’d been, we might have been able to hide the fact that I was inside of her—maybe. But by hopping off of me, she’d left my still hard and wet dick sticking straight up behind her.
Seeing as it was hard, and I liked my dick healthy and whole, I didn’t try to shove it into my pants right away. Which also meant that Pastor Hanes had seen straight past Hennessy’s head where my dick was wide open for the world to see.