Chapter 7
Jose
My tongue swirled around hers and I nearly groaned as the taste of the shake exploded with her own sweetness.
I slowly pulled back, her eyes blinking as they stared into mine, and I couldn’t fight the grin. Yeah, kissing in public wasn’t my thing, no big shock there. But after that speech, after the way she spoke, I couldn’t stop myself.
“Wow,” she muttered, her hand flying to her lips.
“Never been kissed like that?”
“Nope,” she said, standing up. “I want more, and now. Let’s go,” she almost yelled at me, and I jumped up, dropping some bills on the table and took her hand, leading her back to my truck. “Your place,” she demanded.
“What?”
“I want you to finish what you started in there,” she told me, pushing me against the door of my truck and kissing me again. And holy shit, my mind lost all thinking power.
“My place,” I repeated, helping her in before climbing in myself and tearing out of the parking lot. I really didn’t care who saw or what they said at this point, which was something kind of new, since I didn’t want people to know my business.
“Just need to tell you something,” she said, scooting over, her lips kissing along my neck and I don’t think I’ve ever been as grateful for bucket seats in my life.
“What’s that?”
“I’m a virgin, so better make it good for my first time.”
I fought to keep the truck straight and she laughed.
“Not funny,” I muttered, making it home in record time. I climbed out of the cab and then opened her door, easily lifting her out, making her squeal. And you fucking know what? It was one of the best sounds I had ever heard.
I grinned as I rushed into the house and took her to my room, kicking the door closed behind me, not that anyone would come to my house but better be safe than sorry.
I laid her down, my arms resting by her head, and her lips lifted in that sinful smile.
“You’re sure about this?” I told her, brushing her hair back.
“More than I can ever admit. Are you sure?”
“Hell no. But there’s lots of reasons why. You’re younger than me.”
“Age is nothing but a number,” she muttered, catching the back of my neck and pulling me down for a kiss again. And she was right. I needed to get that out of my head. She wanted it, I wanted it, we were two consenting adults; I just needed to make this the best time for her.
I pulled back, shedding our clothing, then kissed over her body, swirling my tongue around one nipple, then the other, making her squirm underneath me, and I loved it.
I worked my way down, opening her thighs wide so that I could settle between them, my tongue slowly moving over her folds and she whimpered, her hands entangling in my hair.
“Jose,” she whispered and I looked up, seeing her eyes closed and her head thrown back. The sight made my dick even harder, and I had to fight now to rub it against the bed.
“Let me taste you,” I told her, flicking my tongue over her clit as I slid a finger into her. She cried out, her hands moving from my hair to my back and she shook her head.
“No,” she said and I stopped, lifting my head. “I need you in me. I waited far too long to have you like this, Jose, please don’t make me wait anymore.”
“I want this to be perfect for you, Vicky.”
“You can give me all that sweet shit later; we have all night. Right now, I want your dick in me.”
Well, shit, who the hell was I to deny her?
I kissed back up her body and rested my arms on either side of her head, the tip of my cock nudging at her entrance.
“I’m taking this slow,” I warned her.
“Like hell you are.” She grabbed my dick, lifted her hips, reached for my ass, and pushed me into her, making us both cry out.
She shuddered, her nails digging into my skin, and I had to fight not to blow my load right there. Her taking charge was the last thing I was expecting, I’ll be honest. Not that it wasn’t unwanted, just different.
But then, I should have known with this wild one, she does everything her way and no one else really has a say.
“You can move,” she hisses, making me laugh. I take her lips in a deep kiss as I move, thrusting slowly against her. She moaned against my mouth, her tongue mixing with mine as she found the rhythm, getting lost in the feeling with me.
I groan, dropping my forehead to hers as I pick up my pace, moving my hips a little more. She moaned, tossing her head back, her hands roaming over my back.
“You’re so damn tight, Vicky.”
“And you’re too damn slow.”
I laughed yet again, moving even faster. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes,” she cried out, sitting up to kiss along my neck and this time, it was me moaning, me wanting more. Her actions were only driving me wilder, making me move even faster, my hands holding onto her hips as I drove into her.
“Shit, Vicky.”
“Yes, I feel it too. You feel so good, so much better than I ever thought.”
I chuckled as I kissed her. “That would sound crazy, you know?”
“Would, but it’s me.” She pulled my lips back to hers as her legs locked around me, pulling me in even deeper. Her walls fluttered around me and I growled, pushing harder into her.
“Vicky, I need you to coat my cock. I want to feel you everywhere around me. I want this pussy squeezing me.”
“Oh, that mouth.”
I ran my hands over her hips, slipping a finger between us and rubbed her clit, making her cry out.
“I want that pussy quivering,” I growled in her ear, making her shudder around me as she clutched me tighter, her cries loud between us, as she came. I kept thrusting, pushing her through that release and into another one.
Her eyes opened wide, her hands on my shoulders, trying to push or pull me, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t really care either way. But I just know I wanted to feel her shake around me again. And with her mouth open, her legs holding me tight, she came again.
And this time, I couldn’t fight my own release and after one pump, then two, I was spilling inside of her, my moans mixing with hers.
Nothing had felt better than being with her tonight, like this and all the sharing. And honestly, nothing could scare me more because I could picture so much more than this.