threw back the lever, then slid the seat all the way back.
“Come here,” I demanded as I wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting and turning her so that she sat facing me.
My mouth was hungry for the taste of her and she seemed just as eager. I held her face, swallowing the deep, sultry moans coming from her throat. Her hands were clinging to my hair, pulling me closer. When our kiss finally broke, she buried my face between her soft breasts.
She sat astride me and I desperately clung to her. We were both breathing frantically as she pulled my shirt over my head. “Take this off,” she hissed through clenched teeth.
My nipples were rock hard, straining toward her as she pulled them into her mouth. I was writhing to meet her as she ground down. I wanted to be naked, and I wanted to be inside of her. Reaching behind her, I slid my hands across the smooth leather of her skirt and quivered as I felt her lift slightly so that I could peel it up her hips. Within seconds, I had pushed aside the sexy thong of her underwear and buried my hand inside of her.
“Oh God! Yes!”
She was dripping wet, flowing down my palm and over my wrist as she rode me. Her inner muscles clung, sliding over my fingers like a velvet glove that grew tighter with each thrust. I sucked her tongue into my mouth, mimicking the strokes of my hand, until she lifted even higher, until her head was pressed up against the roof of my truck. She inhaled sharply and stayed that way, seemingly frozen while I triggered her clit with my thumb.
My own body was living vicariously, absorbing the pleasure that was carrying her. When everything finally coalesced into one mind-blowing, body-melting orgasm, she dropped down with a guttural scream that matched my own, impaling herself more firmly onto my hand. With a final shudder, she fell backward against the steering wheel and I eased from within her.
I was breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath. My eyes were riveted to the tiny stream of sweat that coursed down her chest and into the valley between her breasts. Her eyes were closed as I traced its path with my finger, then with my lips. I could taste her nectar that my finger had left behind, and I stroked it hungrily with the flat of my tongue.
Her eyes were midnight blue when she captured my face between her hands. “Take me inside.”
I opened the truck door and helped her stand, but my own legs were weak. I held on to her. I had left my shirt wherever she had thrown it, and the cool night air made my nipples grow more erect. The aureoles were puckered, looking like mighty mountain ranges encircling the highest peaks. Her eyes were magnetically drawn to them and I heard her whimper as she drew one into her mouth while her fingers captured the other. My legs gave way at the sensations firing through me. I would have fallen if she had not wrapped a strong arm around me.
The heat of her mouth was causing me to burn. I wanted to force her to her knees, to have that tongue between my thighs, buried in my cunt. I was pressing on her shoulder when a car pulled into the driveway. I could see the lights drawing closer through the trees. I knew it was only Rianna and Claire, but I wasn’t interested in putting on a show for my friends. I wanted my girl inside where I could ravish her in the privacy of my own apartment.
It took an infinite amount of willpower, but I finally managed to pull her from the task of bathing my skin with her lips. Her eyes seemed glazed with the same passion I felt in my blood. I stole another kiss, then picked her up. After carrying her up the stairs, I hurriedly closed the apartment door and set her down near the bed.
In the light of the room, I noticed that her skirt was still above her hips. The small underwear did nothing to hide the voluptuous cheeks of her ass. I stepped behind her, felt her shiver as I cupped her behind in my hands. She moaned, pressing backward. I unfastened her top, allowing it to slide down her arms.
Chris Adrian, Eli Horowitz