Chapter 40
THOMAS
This girl. She’s opening up to me so well, and I couldn’t stand not having another taste of her, not for another minute.
I find her sensitive clit with my tongue, swirling around and flicking it the way I know she likes.
Massaging her round ass with one hand, I adjust so I can slide one finger inside her.
She gasps, her body jolting under my intrusion.
Biting back the smile on my lips, I press deeper inside, hooking my finger the tiniest amount.
The sound that comes from her lips can only be described as a whining scream. The sound makes my cock throb harder in my pants. I use my free hand to squeeze it. Now is not the time to finish in my pants again. I’ve got plans that don’t include wiping cum from the inside of my jeans.
I add another finger to her tight cunt, desperate to give her as many orgasms as possible before filling her with my cock.
Her core flutters around my fingers as she squeals.
I don’t stop my movements, needing to feel her orgasm the moment it hits her.
I move my hand from my cock and trail it up the outside of her thigh, squeezing her ass.
One day, I’ll spank this perfect ass and make my mark on it.
Her entire body tenses, the climax hitting her intensely. “Fuck,” she cries, legs shaking.
My mouth carries her through her orgasm until she’s pushing back on my head, her fingers threading in my hair.
I chuckle as I pull away, licking my lips.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan, rocking back on my heels before standing.
Her feet flatten on the dirt ground once more and she rises, leaning back into my chest.
Oh, she thinks we’re done. We’re not. I still need to fuck her, and hopefully give her one more orgasm.
I tilt my head down, and nipping at her neck, I murmur, “I think you’ve got one more in you.”
Hannah gasps, her head darting back to look me in the eye.
I eye her closely, raising my brow. My hands slink up her body, cupping her tits and squeezing through her thin bra. Her tight nipples poke through the light padding, and I tease them gently. “What do you say, baby?”
She nods, a doe-eyed look spurring me on even further. I reach into my back pocket for my wallet, pulling out a condom I put in there after our first time. Now that I’ve had her, I knew I wanted to be prepared for any circumstance.
I step back from her as she turns, her fingers finding the hem of my shirt and lifting it up and over my head.
My shirt falls to the ground next to her panties, and Hannah reaches for my belt, unbuckling it and unzipping my jeans.
They slide to my ankles, and she tentatively slides her fingers under the elastic of my boxers.
Glancing up at me for permission, she pauses.
I nod eagerly, and she shoves them down, freeing my hard as hell cock.
She wraps her dainty fingers around my shaft, pumping me at a leisurely pace.
My head drops back, mouth opening on a groan when she swipes her finger over the pre-cum on the head.
“Can you put it on,” I say through ragged breaths, her simple touches already bringing me closer than I’d care to admit.
I hold out the foil package, sagging in relief when she takes it from my fingers.
My relief is short lived though, when she takes my cock in hand again, sheathing my length with the condom. “Fuuuck.”
She lets out a breathy laugh. “Now what?”
I tilt my head forward, taking her lips in a kiss. “Turn around,” I murmur against her lips.
She does as I ask, turning around and leaning over the edge of the truck again.
This time, she doesn’t bend over completely, leaning on it rather than folding her body over it.
I flip the bottom of her dress up again and bite my lip at the view.
Hannah looks back at me with a devious smile.
My little Miss Innocent isn’t so innocent anymore.
Notching the head of my cock at her entrance, I thrust in, savoring the way she grips around me with each inch.
“Ah,” she cries, voice high pitched as I pull back.
“I’ve got you, baby,” I reply to her noises, gripping her hips tightly as I rock in and out of her. She loses her strength, bending over the truck more with each thrust.
I reach around, flicking her clit with my fingers. I know I can get one more out of her, and I’m aching to feel her squeezing tightly around my cock when she finishes.
“Oh god,” she nearly screams.
Each thrust is like coming alive. I’ve never felt more like myself, more alive and ready for life as I do when I’m with her. She’s everything I want for my life and I can’t wait to have these moments for the rest of it.
Her already tight cunt squeezes me like a vice as she orgasms a third and final time, and I take pride in wringing this much pleasure from her.
My own climax follows, and I can’t wait for the day we don’t have to use condoms anymore.
I’d love to see my cum drip from her slit.
Hell, I’d fucking lick her clean if I could.
I would do anything to have my mouth all over her any chance I can.
I’m about to pull out of her, when I feel something behind me. A feather tickles my neck and I shout. Glancing down to my left shoulder, is fucking Dave. Leave it to the fucking emu to ruin the moment.
“Fucking hell, Dave,” I curse, shifting back from my girl and pulling her dress down to cover her.
“What!” Hannah gasps, covering herself and standing, pushing back at me. Her eyes frantically dart around the clearing, finding nothing.
“Dave,” she groans, running her hands over her pink, sweaty cheeks.
“How didn’t we notice him coming?” I question, stepping away from his closeness. We must have been so lost in the moment, because we always hear him. I don’t know why he felt the need to rest on my shoulder while I was clearly busy.
“I have no idea.” Hannah breathes heavily as she catches her breath.
“He probably thought you were in danger or something. You were making some pretty great noises,” I say with a wink.
Hannah swats at my bare chest. “I was not!” She glances around the clearing again, her eyes narrowing to make sure no one else heard.
“Yes, baby, you were. Don’t worry, I liked it.”
She bursts into laughter, and I join her. I cannot believe that the best sex of my life ended with an emu making an appearance.