Chapter 30
Neither of us acknowledge the fact that we are holding hands through the remainder of our walk. The tough subject aside, our conversation has been a bit more surface level and it’s been nice. I feel like I’m seeing a side to Audrey that not a lot of people see. She’s carefree and so fucking beautiful it almost hurts to look at her for too long because then I’m tempted to kiss her again.
And when we kiss, God, I just want to fall into her every single time. I want to be completely consumed by her in every way possible. I’m so far gone for her I don’t see myself being able to turn around. Which is why I ended up inviting her to Thanksgiving. Though, what I said about my mom is partly true. But really, I invited her because I couldn’t stand the thought of her spending the holiday in my condo all alone when she should be next to me at my family’s table.
I’m breaking every rule she set in place about feelings, and I don’t even care.
We finally make our way back to my car as the sun is setting and I take her to the next destination, which is dinner. It’s one of my favorite pizza places that is up this far north so I don’t get to go that often.
Our conversation continues to stay light and I’m having such a good time with her, making her laugh is probably my new favorite thing to do. And she does it so freely. It’s amazing when I really think about how the woman in front of me has consumed my mind for the last four years and I didn’t even really know her.
And now that I do, she has me in the palm of her hand.
“What are you thinking right now?” she asks playfully as we wait for our waitress to bring back my card after I insisted on paying.
My answer is anything but playful, but I know that if I were to tell her the truth then she could shut down the fun atmosphere we have going and run away out of fear.
“Just appreciating how fucking gorgeous you are,” I say, giving her a half truth.
She leans back in her chair and taps her stomach. “Yeah? Watching me devour three massive slices of pizza really got you going?”
“You’ve found another one of my kinks, what can I say?” I joke.
She leans forward on the table and lowers her voice, “Well, I think we need to discover even more.”
“Whatever you want, pretty girl.”
For my laststop of the day, now that the sun is completely set, I drive us up to lookout mountain. I used to come up here a lot at night to just take in the lights of Denver. I’ve never brought anyone up here with me before.
Audrey hops out of the car and walks around to the hood to get a better view. I follow and when I step up behind her, I wrap my arms around her middle, resting my chin on top of her head. She melts back into me, and I tighten my hold.
It’s only us up here, and we are so high up the sounds of the bustling city below are muted. The lights sparkle against the night sky and yet my mind is only focused on the woman in my arms.
“I had a really good day today,” she says softly.
“Me too,” I graze my lips against her hair.
Audrey turns around in my arms, wrapping hers around my torso and looking up at me. “Thank you.”
I run the pads of my fingers across her jaw, then tangle them in the hair on the back of her head. Bringing my face down to hers I don’t kiss her yet. I just linger with our lips almost touching, our breaths mingling together as I take her in.
There’s so much I want to say to her. So much that will scare her off and I would rather jump off this cliff than scare her away in any way, so instead of saying any of the many things I’m thinking I whisper, “You’re welcome.” Before sealing my mouth to hers.
Unlike our kiss at the lake, this one is unhurried and passionate. She opens for me almost instantly to deepen the kiss and I do. Thoroughly running my tongue along hers and pouring everything I want to portray to her in our kiss.
I want you.
I want to keep you.
This isn’t temporary or casual to me.
I’m falling for you.
When I move one of my hands to rest it against her throat, she pushes our kiss harder, my cock hardens against her stomach, and I know she can feel it. Especially when she presses our bodies closer and hums against my mouth.
She separates our mouths, but I’m not done and trail my lips along her neck, placing open mouth kisses along her soft skin.
“I really want to fuck you,” she rasps.
“Mm let’s go home then,” I nip at the skin just below her ear.
“No. I want to fuck you now.”
I look down at her with my eyebrows furrowed, “Here?”
She nods behind me, “In your car. I don’t want to wait until we get home, I need you to fuck me.” She pleads and my dick likes what she’s saying. A little too much because it’s trying to bust through the zipper of my pants as we speak.
“Then get your ass in the car,” I command, pushing her slightly toward it. She looks back at me with a smirk.
I follow her to the passenger side and as soon as she falls down into the seat, I drop to my knees in the dirt. She quirks an eyebrow at me, like she wasn’t expecting me to do this.
“Take off your pants and show me that pretty little pussy of yours,” I instruct, sitting back on my heels with my hands resting on my thighs as I wait for her.
“You think you can just tell me what to do?” She leans back on my middle console, not moving to do what I said.
“I think I can if you want to get fucked so badly. Or I can get in the car and drive us home and then maybe fuck you there.”
“I wouldn’t let us get that far.”
“Should we test that?” I move to get up, but she stops me with her foot on my chest.
“You win this round.” Her foot drops and she shimmies out of the leggings and underwear at once, tossing them behind her into the driver’s seat.
Audrey spreads her legs, resting her feet on the seat giving me the most mouthwatering view of her perfect soaking wet cunt. I don’t want to tease anymore as I lean forward and give her a long lick up the entire seam. She lets out a low moan, and it only makes me want to hear her scream. I wrap my hands around her thighs, spreading her wider while I feast.
She grips the hair at the top of my head, tugging me right where she wants me. I groan to give her a vibration as I seal my mouth around her clit. She’s practically ripping my hair out and it only makes me harder. I flick my tongue before dipping it inside her sweet cunt and her moans increase above me while she bucks up her hips trying to grind against my face.
I pull back to sink my teeth into her thigh. She gasps as I soothe the bite with my tongue. “You’re a little too eager to come. I’m thinking I should stop and just fuck you for my own pleasure and let you enjoy the drive home wet and aching.”
“Charlie, if you stick your dick in me right now, I can guarantee there would be no holding back my orgasm,” she pants, still yanking at my hair trying to get my mouth back on her.
Chuckling, “Is that so?”
“How about you find out?”
“You’re being a pretty bad girl tonight, aren’t you?” I ask with a long languid lick.
“You like it,” she moans.
“You’re right. I like you desperate and begging for my cock.”
“I’m not begging.”
“Not yet, but you will.”
Before she can retort, I suck her clit into my mouth the same moment I push two fingers into her soaking pussy. She cries out and it’s music to my ears. I used to love the sounds she would make when I watched her camming. Watching her come undone quickly became an addiction, one I have yet to recover from.
But being the one that gives her pleasure in person is a whole other level. It’s not just through a screen or with a toy I give her. No, this is me. My tongue, my fingers, my cock. That’s what she wants. Me.
When I feel her breathing speed up and she’s getting close to the edge, I pull back and she screeches in frustration. I kiss around her clit softly and she yanks harder at my hair.
“That was fucked, Charlie.”
“Beg.”
“Get your fucking mouth back on my pussy. Right. Now.”
“Not quite begging,” I dive back in, licking, sucking and fucking with my tongue and fingers right until I can tell she’s close again when I pull back.
She screams out in frustration, “Charlie!”
I look up at her, expectantly.
“Let me come,” she groans.
“You know what you need to do.”
“Please,” she says sarcastically.
“Not good enough.” I work her up once again, right to the edge before stopping once more.
“Ah!” she screams. “Please, Charlie, please make me come. I need it so bad. I need to come, and I need to fuck you please.”
Satisfied with her begging, this time when I start I don’t stop when I feel her pleasure increasing, and I can tell she’s expecting me to take it away again when she wraps her legs around my neck so I can’t move. But I happily give her exactly what she’s wanting and when she explodes on my tongue I lap at her sweet release. She’s trembling by the time I pull her legs from my shoulders, and I look at how she’s splayed in my front seat, half naked and sated.
I lean over her limp body, “You’re not done yet.”
Her eyes fly open, “Well, I would hope not.”
I let out a dark chuckle as I pull her up against me before sitting in the passenger seat with her straddling my lap. I move the seat back as far as it will go and curse myself for having a small car. Clearly, when I bought it, I never thought I would be having sex in it. I’m regretting that decision now and debating if I need to go buy a bigger car tomorrow.
Somehow, I manage to close the door and we are completely closed in. Our heavy breaths fill the interior mere seconds before our mouths collide in a frenzy. We rip at each other’s clothes, I get her sweatshirt off like it’s offending me while she pulls my shirt off. Our skin rubs against each other and once I have her bra off the feeling of her pointed nipples and piercings rubbing against my chest has me ready to lose my fucking mind.
I lift her up slightly to grab my wallet and the condom in there before tossing it to the side and pushing my jeans and boxers off at the same time. Both our chests are heaving with heavy breaths looking at each other while her pussy drips onto my thighs.
My cock is rock hard between us, and I know she’s just waiting for me to put the condom on, but I hesitate. Not because I don’t want this, but because I remember how she felt without one and I want that again.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, trying to hide the desperate need in her voice, but I still catch it.
“Nothing, I just…can I…I mean would it be okay if we…?”
“You want to fuck me bare again?”
I swallow roughly then nod.
“I’m okay with it if you are.”
I don’t hesitate when I toss the foil packet somewhere in my car and grab her roughly by the throat, pulling her mouth to mine again in a desperate kiss. She takes the actions as my answer, just as I intended, and positions herself over me, gripping my cock in her hand before lowering herself onto me.
We let out simultaneous moans into each other’s mouths.
“Feels so fucking good, Audrey,” I groan.
“Mhm,” she hums, clearly adjusting to the stretch as she sinks all the way down so her ass is resting against my thighs as she’s completely seated on me.
Her eyes open to lock on mine and the intimacy of the moment feels like a punch in the chest, and I know she can feel it too which is why she lifts up and slams back down to distract from it. I can’t even complain because it feels too good. She’s so warm and wrapped so tightly around me, I’ve never felt something so amazing.
I grip her hips tight enough to leave bruises while guiding her movements as she bounces and grinds against me. Rotating her hips perfectly each time our pelvises are connected.
“Are you going to come on my cock, pretty girl?” I ask, thrusting up to meet her pace.
“If you fuck me right, I will.”
This woman.
“You better soak my dick. You wanted it so bad. So desperate to be fucked out here where anyone could catch us. Is that what you want? You want someone to catch you getting your sweet little cunt fucked?”
She moans at my words, “Yes, ah!”
“Yeah? Want them to watch and see exactly how you like to be fucked knowing they will never get to feel what I’m feeling right now?”
“Ah fuck keep talking,” she pleads, and I feel how much she likes my words with the way her pussy squeezes me.
The windows around us are fogged from our heavy breathing and sweat. Audrey picks up her pace, grinding, bouncing, and giving us both exactly what we want. When I start meeting her thrusts with my own, she slaps her hand on the window, gasping as I hold her hips, angling myself to hit the spot I know will make her see stars.
Her breathing increases and I know she’s building toward another orgasm with her gasps and pleas she’s letting out.
“Come on, pretty girl. Give it to me, show me how much you like my cock fucking you.”
“Charlie,” she cries. “So. Fucking. Good. I’m gonna…I’m so close Oh fuck,” she cries, falling forward onto my chest, clawing at my hair, my neck as she grinds her pelvis against mine and her pussy tightens around me.
I can’t hold back anymore as my thrusts become erratic fucking up into her and I feel my own release building. Groaning, I adjust to pull out just seconds before coming.
We stay pressed together, sweat slicked skin against skin until our breathing evens out. I don’t want to let her go. Which is why I don’t move, and she is the first one to separate our bodies.
Audrey grips my shoulders and just looks at me, still straddling my lap with my deflating cock between us, the result of my orgasm on both our skin, but neither of us move to do anything about it. We just look at each other. I push some of her hair that’s fallen in her face behind her ear, palming her jaw before bringing her in for a soft kiss.
It’s all I can do because if my mouth isn’t busy then it’s going to say things I certainly shouldn’t say. And I may be imagining it, but part of me feels like she’s doing the exact same thing.