“Now what?” she murmurs against my lips, my fingertips teasing under the hem of her shirt as she rocks her hips against me.
“Now you ride my cock until we fog up the windows.”
Pen moans into my mouth as I pull her shirt over her head before unclipping her bra, her tits spilling into my hands andyeah, this was definitely a good idea.Hand gripping the back of my head, she holds my mouth to her breast as I lick and suck her nipple, teasing the other between my thumb and forefinger.
“Ow!” she hisses and I pull back immediately, hating that I hurt her.
“What? Are you okay?”
“What? No. Not you. This stupid seatbelt thing—I slammed my knee into it.”
I laugh, smirking as I flip the button on her jeans. “You’re gonna love trying to get out of these then.”
“You need to take your shirt off then.” Her command is breathless as she tries to move to the other side as I discard my shirt over into the front.
“Don’t move,” I tell her as she’s somehow managed to end up on all fours with her ass facing me.
“Lake, I’m trying to?—”
Grabbing the back of her jeans, I tug them halfway over her ass, the tight material requiring more finesse.
And I’m happy to oblige.
Topless and panting, I lean over and press a kiss to the round globe of her ass as I work her jeans down her thighs, my lips teasing and nipping as she gasps and shifts her weight.
“Lift onto your toes.”
She does, the movement awkward in the tight space as I finally wrestle her pants off and pull her back onto my lap.
Her eyes are wild, her pupils wide as she sits on me in nothing but a tiny scrap of lace.
“You look so fucking hot, Pen,” I tell her, cupping her tits and loving the way she arches into my touch. “Get the condom from my jeans and put it on me.”
“Then stop distracting me,” she grouses, batting my hands away as she struggles to work in the tight space.
“Can’t help it when all I can picture is your tits bouncing while you ride me.”
“Lake,” she hisses, both annoyed and turned on, her hips rocking side to side like she’s trying to find some kind of relief.
“Better hurry,” I goad, pressing my thumb against her lace-covered clit, drawing small circles as she tears the condom wrapper open. “If you come before I’m inside you, I’m going tomake you run naked into the house and then I’m going to bend you over the couch and fuck the hell out of you.”
“Lake,” she pleads as she finally manages to roll the condom down, her fingers shaking as her orgasm builds.
“Pull your panties to the side and ride me, Baby.” I curse as her pussy swallows the head of my dick. She’s still so tight, taking me an inch at a time even though she’s soaking for me. “That’s it.”
“Oh my God,” her moan fills the truck, her head falling back as she rolls her hips, her nails digging into my shoulders as she steadies herself. “Grab my ass.”
She whimpers and gasps as she finds her rhythm, my fingers gripping her cheeks and teasing her crease as I fuck up into her.
She’s wild like this—uninhibited and using me to get herself off. It’s exhilarating and addicting and I pray there’s not a day that passes where I don’t get to bask in the glory that is Penelope Stewart.
Pussy tightening around my cock, she screams my name, the sound echoing around the cab of the truck. I’m not far behind, pistoning up into her twice more and groaning into the crook of her neck as she collapses against me.
“Was it,” she pants, “like that in high school?”
I chuff out a laugh, my head falling back as I stroke my fingers up and down her spine. “No, Baby, it was never like that…nothing was like how it is with you.”
“You’re just saying that because you’re still inside me.”
