Chapter Sixteen
Drew
The drive home got really interesting when I stripped out of my dirty clothes, leaving them in the footwell as I reached to stroke my cock. The truck shuddered around the next bend, and I grinned at how white Goliath’s knuckles were as we took the next exit, my knee bouncing off the door.
I made a show of sucking the fingers Burke had clutched at, making them drip as I lowered them and teased the rim of muscle guarding my ass.
Please, he begged.
Please what? Shove my finger deeper? Add another so I can stretch my hole ready for you?
I flooded his mind with how tight my ass was as I thrust two fingers into my now slick hole. My excitement was being fed by my stalk’s desperation. You won’t ever block me again, will you?
He shook his head, curses filling my mind as he slammed on the brakes, making the truck shudder to a stop at the lights. His gaze moved to me, and I witnessed how crazy he was to touch me.
Nope. You can only watch me.
“I’m sorry. Really, I am.”
“Are you sure?” I groaned, spearing deep, my thighs quivered. My cock lay heavy against my stomach. “I think I need to hammer my point home.” I increased the speed of my fingers as a car horn honked behind us.
He groaned, and we took off, hands back to white knuckling the steering wheel, his eyes not moving from the windscreen.
“I’m so close to coming. One more finger crammed in my ass…” I paused to give myself a second to stop myself from losing control. “Maybe I need your tongue crammed in there with my fingers.”
He mewled, and tires screeched before we came to an abrupt stop. He was out of the truck before I could blink. My door swung open, and he was on his knees, shifting my legs until they were over his shoulders. My ass was on full view, fingers buried deep.
I moaned in approval when he waited for me to say he could do what I wanted. Desperation poured through my link, but he waited like the amazing stalk he was. “Fuck me with your tongue,” I demanded, not in the least bit bothered that anyone could drive up to the house and see me looking like a wanton llama.
He licked around my fingers, teasing the loosened muscle before he wriggled it in. He took his time, inching it in as the burn increased. It was nowhere near what it felt like to have his cock inside me, but it was good, for starters.
His groan vibrated through my ass and straight to my cock as he tasted me.
“That’s it, my giant stalk.” I gasped, moaned, and rolled forward until his mouth got mashed into my ass. “Eat me until I come on your big fat tongue.”
He pushed as deep as he could, whimpering with every dirty demand. My fingers were trapped, squashed in my hole as he thrust, then latched his mouth around my hand and hole. “Suck me until I’m sopping wet and ready to take that monster between your thighs.”
His tongue jerked inside me and hit just the right angle to push my fingers repeatedly against my sweet spot. The suction increased as his thoughts poured into my mind.
Taste so good.
Need to get deeper.
Wanna feel your ass clench around my tongue when you come.
I squeezed my ass, and the groans and whimpers increased. I felt him crest towards his own release.
No coming. Not until you’re deep in my ass.
Please.
No.
His large body shuddered repeatedly as he resisted. It was that which pushed me over the edge, cum spraying over my quivering stomach, reaching my chin in warm splatters.
His desperate gaze held mine. Please let me fuck you. Pleaseeee.
Yes. Fuck me now.
The thought barely had time to register as his tongue disappeared from my body, and I was able to pull out my sopping wet fingers just in the nick of time as he tugged my legs closer and placed them around his waist as he shoved deep into my ass.
My spent cock perked right back up at the fullness. The burn stole my breath. I want to taste myself on your tongue.
He lurched forward, barely missing clouting his head to seal his mouth to mine. I sucked his tongue deep into my mouth. Wish it was your cock. Such a pity I can’t suck and fuck you at the same time.
His groan was painful as the cock in my ass thickened to the point I felt the ache through my whole body. Then the pleasure took over as he slowed his hips and rocked into me, filling me with his custard… and maybe babies.
Yes, Great Rhu, yes. His hips slowed to a gentle roll, and I stopped sucking his tongue, instead kissing him with all the feelings I had inside me. I unleashed them, needing him to know how much I treasured what he gave me.
I know.
I moaned into his mouth. My cock was ready for another round, even as his softened in my ass. “Shower,” I murmured against his lips. “Where maybe I can tempt you into another hot, sweaty bout of sex?”
Lifted carefully out of the truck, the cock still wedged in my ass stroked just the right spot as he carried me toward the house, grinning at me. “As long as I don’t trip over my jeans.”
Winking at him, I came forward, groaning at the change of position to whisper in his ear, “You drop me, and I’ll spank you until you beg for mercy.”
Only he turned the tables on me when the cock in my ass thickened so fast I couldn’t catch my breath. The image of me spanking his ass, balls, and cock came through loud and clear.
I moved to stare at him, quirking a brow at the pink gracing his cheeks, making him glow in the twilight. “You like the idea of that,” I asked, though it wasn’t a question with how his body responded and what filled my head.
He nodded anyhow as we reached the front door.
I cupped his hot cheeks and gave him a saucy smile as my ass clamped tightly around the throbbing cock inside me. “If I wasn’t impaled right now, I’d insist you drop me.” I gave him a hard kiss, murmuring against his lips, “But that’s okay, I can think of other reasons to spank you.”