36. Luke
Luke
The quiet piece of land I drove her to was the closest place I could think of to get her alone.
Tucked into the tall pine trees, I put the car in park and made a mental note to myself to have someone check the power steering.
We hadn’t spoken during the short drive and I was scared to look over at her, scared I’d glance over and see that she’d changed her mind and regretted even thinking about doing anything with me.
I felt more than heard Callie’s shaky exhale and then I saw her reach for me.
I exploded out of my seat to grab her. Our lips connected and my hand was already on her ass, tugging her closer to me.
Her hands clumsily fumbled with my belt but the pleasure pain of having her knuckles bumping into my hard cock was too good for me to rush her.
The console dug into my abs and I could only grab so much of her ass at the angle we were at so I practically dove into the backseat and dragged her with me.
She’d managed to get my belt off with a yank that would’ve been impressive at any other time.
Right then, I just needed to be inside her. That was all I could think about.
I found her mouth again and kissed her hard while shoving her leggings far enough off her ass that I could grip both plump cheeks. I squeezed them hard and groaned into the kiss, tasting her sweetness and feeling her wetness through her leggings and my joggers.
She shifted and rested her forehead on my shoulder as she struggled to get my dick out. “Oh, my god, just let me have it!”
I lifted my hips with her on top of me enough to shove my clothing down low enough for my dick to be freed.
I was rewarded with her tight fist gripping me instantly.
Her hand was warm and firm as she pumped me, using my precum to make the strokes wet.
Our foreheads were pressed together as we both watched her jack me and my breath was ragged.
The feelings shooting through my body were intense. I had to remind myself to breathe.
I gripped her ass again and then spanked her right cheek hard enough to leave a handprint.
She gasped and thrust her hips forward. Her lower lips were covered by the thin, wet material of her leggings and it was sticking to her, separating her.
My cock pressed against that in between line and it was like an erotic hug for my dick.
I slapped her other cheek and growled. “Fuck, Callie. I’ve never felt this burning need to mark your perfect body with anyone else.
I want to send you home with reminders and I know it’s fucked up but I want you to feel me tonight when you’re sweetly tucked away in your bed.
I want you to feel my handprints on this ass and I want my cum buried so deep in your cunt that it takes days to get it all out. ”
She dropped her head back and moaned, a deep sound that filled the car and wrapped itself around my soul. It was loose and free, uninhibited in every way. “I want you to mark me. I need it, too.”
I moved her back and grabbed each side of her leggings.
Yanking hard, I tore them down the middle and there she was, dewy and the prettiest pink I’d ever seen.
I slid two fingers in deep to make sure she was ready and then held her over my pulsing cock.
Her eyes met mine a beat before I pulled her down, filling her in one hard stroke.
I watched her mouth fall open and slapped her ass again. “Ride me, baby.”
She gripped my shoulders and started to gently work herself up and down my shaft, getting used to the size and stretch.
I wasn’t sure if she was breathing until I heard her gasp when I pressed my thumb over her clit.
Still, she moved slower, like she was trying out the move and decided if it worked for her.
I knew she’d found it when her pussy clamped down on me.
Her eyes widened and I studied the angle of her hips that seemed to work best, cataloging it for future use.
Because I was determined there would be future use.
Callie’s grip tightened as she started moving faster. Her entire body flushed and she nodded hurriedly. “Right there! Oh, god, right there!”
I grabbed her ass and held her in the air so I could power my dick into her from below, being sure to hit the spot that was making her eyes roll. “Get your shirt off and show me your tits, baby. I want to see your fingers teasing those sensitive nipples.”
She whined when her movements stalled my thrusts for a moment and yanked the shirt off so fast that I thought I heard something rip. Her hands went to her full tits and her pussy fluttered around me as she pinched her nipples. “Oh, god, Luke!”
I began thrusting hard again, taking her in a way I hadn’t by the lake.
This was new, explosive, and seeing her hear my dirty words and follow my orders sent a pulse of pleasure throughout my body.
“Harder. Just one hand. Put the other fingers on your clit, baby. Let me see how you touch yourself when you’re alone in bed.
Next time, you’ll think of me. You’ll think of this moment, of my fucking cock splitting you open and my voice making demands that make your pussy walls shiver. ”
The moment her fingers touched her clit she exploded. Her walls clamped down on me and then there was a rush of pussy juice coating my dick and balls. She’d squirted. My brain melted and all that was left of me was my dick and the need to make her do that again.
Callie screamed as she came, a sound that I’d never forget in my life. I fucked her through it and watched as her hands shot up and pressed hard against the roof of the car, seeking any purchase she could find. “Oh, fuck!”
“Put your fingers back on your clit, Callie.” My voice came out darker and harder than I meant it to but the way her hand immediately melted from the roof was intoxicating. “We’re not stopping at one.”