Monday
His lips crashed back down onto mine. I ran my fingers through his wet hair as he pulled my thighs around his waist, lifting me off the car. All I could focus on was that kiss. Suddenly nothing mattered but him. This moment was all I needed. He was all I needed.
I knew what was about to happen. And I didn't care if it was on the hood of his car or on the side of the road. All that mattered was that in a few seconds I'd be full of him. I heard the click of the car door opening.
I laughed as I pulled back from the kiss. "I don't actually want to get in the car. I want you. How much more obvious do I need to be?" I tightened my legs around his waist. He looked even more handsome when he was soaked. His shaggy hair was stuck to his forehead, and droplets of water hung seductively to his eyelashes.God, I was in trouble.
"That's why I'm coming in with you." He ducked down and suddenly the rain wasn't falling on us anymore. He laid me gently in the backseat and closed the door behind us.
I could still hear the rain falling against the roof but everything seemed muted now that we weren't standing in it.
It looked like he wanted to say something, but I was way past talking. I needed him to touch me. I needed his fingers, his mouth, his cock, whatever he was willing to give me. I spreadmy thighs apart, not embarrassed at all. Because I could tell his desires matched my own.
He put his hand on the inside of my thigh and slowly slid it up, stopping right below the hem of my jeans shorts. "You're beautiful, Hailey. Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?"
"I don't need flattery." I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him toward me. "I need you to fuck me."
His lips crashed back down on mine. The hand that was on my thigh moved to the button of my shorts. In a matter of seconds he was pulling them down my legs. Without any hesitancy he thrust a finger deep inside of me.
Oh God.
He slid another one inside of me, stretching me wide. His fingers were amazing, but I wanted more. I needed him. I wanted all of him.
I reached for the button on his shorts, but he stopped my hand.
"I don't have a condom."
Shit."I still want to please you." I could see the fabric straining around his erection. The evidence that he wanted me was all over his face too. I tried to reach for him again, but he stopped me.
He lifted my hand above my head, leaned over me, and lightly bit my earlobe.
Fuck yes.
"It's okay, Hails," he whispered in my ear. "I just want to see you come." He moved his thumb to my clit and started massaging it while his fingers started to thrust even faster.
And I wanted to let go. But not like this. I hadn't been dreaming of his fingers. I was so horny that I couldn't even be embarrassed by anything that spilled out of my mouth. "I'm on birth control. I'm clean. Please, Tyler, I need you."
"Are you sure?"
"If I don't feel you inside of me I'm going to internally combust."
He let go of my hand. This time when I started to unbutton his shorts he didn't stop me. I let my fingers run down his happy trail and dip beneath the waistline of his boxers. I wrapped my hand around his erection. God, he was huge. He was going to feel so amazing inside of me. I started to pump up and down his length with my hand.
"Fuck. This isn't going to work," he groaned.
"What?" For a second I thought I had done something wrong as he pulled away from me.
"The angle. Get on top of me, " he said as he shoved his boxers to the ground. His cock stood at attention, just waiting for me.
I had never had sex anywhere but a bed. I had never had sex with someone I had known less than a week. And I had never had sex without a condom. But no one had ever looked at me the way hewas looking at me either. And I had never been this wet in my life. And I had never wanted something so badly before.
I sat up and lifted one of my thighs across his legs, straddling him in the backseat of a car on the side of a highway.
He pushed my wet tank top and bra up past my breasts and took one of my nipples in his mouth. It was like it had a direct line to my groin. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands grip my waist. He slowly lowered me onto him, sliding into me inch by inch.
"You're so fucking tight," he said against my breasts as his fingers tightened on my waist.
I had never felt this full. I let the sensation overcome me as I gripped his shoulders. God, I couldn't move. I couldn't even think. I let him guide my hips up and down, setting the pace. The wonderful, wonderful pace. Nothing had ever felt this amazing before. I dipped my fingers beneath the back of his wet shirt and down his muscular back. His skin was so smooth. We were a tangle of wet clothes and limbs. I had never experienced anything so sexy in my life.
