Chapter 28 – Nik
The tension between us was thick, like a pull neither of us could fight.
She straddled me in the backseat of her car as her lips devoured mine with a kind of hunger that matched my own. She shed my jacket off, and was busy with the buttons of my soaked white undershirt while I ripped the buttons of her blazer apart.
Her soft brown curls were damp, the strands clinging to her wet face as I took off her blazer. We still didn’t break the kiss despite how breathless we were. I tossed her soaked blazer aside and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to me.
Driven by lust, I yanked her blouse off her, revealing her fancy red bra and glistening skin. I pulled on her wet hair, forcing her head to jerk upward while I kissed her chest and the nape of her neck.
She ground her waist against me, as if reveling in the feeling of my cock grazing the print of her cunt. I wrapped my arms around her hips, and she arched her back, seeking a deeper connection. Blair rocked her hips back and forth, her movements fast and almost furious.
She helped take my shirt off, kissed my chest through to my torso, and then grabbed my belt. With the car doors slammed shut, the pouring rain and the hum of the city faded outside, leaving just the two of us.
I caressed her body, my hands tracing her curves and contours. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and dared to dip her hand inside. A second later, she withdrew my cock, and while still holding my gaze, she stroked it with practiced ease.
“Fuck,” I murmured, looking into those stormy eyes of hers.
Blair got off me, and in that small space, she managed to get on her knees before me. With both hands, she stroked my cock like she was determined to make me feel good.
My face was contorted in pleasure, my muscles contracting as a sweet sensation sprinted across my body. I watched her pile her hair into a messy bun on top of her head in a matter of seconds.
“Oh, shit!” I let out a deep groan when she took my cock in her mouth.
Her warmth enveloped me as she moved her head back and forth with a steady rhythm. She sucked my cock, taking my length deep in her throat. Blair gagged and choked, her teary eyes looking up at me.
A loud gasp escaped her as she pulled back, still holding my gaze. Her hands worked their magic on my cock as she drooled over my cap. Before I could register the nerve-wracking sweetness, she dipped her head again, her lips wrapping around my shaft.
It was rough. It was sloppy and nasty.
She tapped my dick on her face, held it vertically, and then licked me all the way through to my sac. She fisted my cap, smearing her drool over it while simultaneously sucking my balls.
“Damn,” I whispered to myself, throwing my hands into my hair.
She was great with her mouth and her hands, the intense sweetness catapulting me to different realms of ecstasy.
She kept going, as though the sound of my deep groans and the mask of pleasure on my face were encouraging her. She sucked my cock so well, her teeth never grazing my skin. With each second, I found myself drawing closer and closer to the edge.
I let out the deepest groan yet, my legs shaking beneath me as she took her mouth off and focused on using just her hands. She held my gaze, the small smile on her lips hinting that she was basking in my pleasure.
Blair’s handjob was breathtaking—literally. I gripped the edge of the seat, bracing myself for the impending explosion.
“Come for me, Daddy,” she whispered, teasing me with strategic strokes.
“Oh, fuck!” I groaned, my body stiffening, legs trembling as I shot my load in the air.
She watched me come undone, the smirk on her lips spreading to her ears. Once satisfied with the outcome, she rose to her feet and reclaimed my lips. Her hair spilled over her face, indicating that the bun was not strong enough. She stroked my length, smearing my load all over it.
I reached for the waistband of her pants while she unbuttoned them. And with a single tug, I yanked it down to her thighs, revealing her red panties. We struggled for a moment in that cramped space, but soon got her out of those black tailored pants.
She straddled me again, shifted her panties to the side, and inserted my cock inside her wet pussy. A soft, satisfactory sigh escaped her lips as she began twisting and twirling on my cock.
I spanked her ass, my hands resting on her waist, guiding the movement of her hips. Her hands flew behind her back, and with one flick of her fingers, she unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her body.
I caressed her skin, fondled the perfect curve of her breasts, and lowered her closer to me. Her hands traversed my torso, fingers tracing the ridges of my abs. Our kiss deepened, my hand sliding to the back of her neck while the other squeezed her gentle swells.
Blair rocked her hips against mine. “Nik, oh, fuck, Nik,” she moaned in my ears, her arms wrapped around my neck.
She held on tightly as she quickened her pace, her waist colliding with mine at a dangerous speed. Clearly, she was just as hungry as I was and couldn’t get enough of me. My hands explored her amazing body, my lips kissing every patch of her skin I could reach.
Blair rode me so intensely that she began sweating despite the rain outside. She fucked me hard and fast, like a hungry lioness devouring her prey. The harder and faster she moved, the more the vehicle rocked back and forth.
Exhausted, she slowed down, and that’s when I flipped her over, positioning her on all fours. I yanked her panties down to her knees and spanked her ass.
She winced at the sweet pain, placed her palms against the misted glass, and moaned my name as I hit her from the back. The car bounced on its tires as I rammed her with relentless strokes.
“Fuck, yes, yes, yes…!” she cried out, her moans drowned out by the rain hammering on the car’s roof. “Right there, baby—don’t stop. Don’t you fuckin’ stop!”
I didn’t plan to.
I grabbed her waist, holding her in place as I drove into her without mercy.
“Punish me,” she whimpered. “Punish me, Daddy.”
I grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged on it—not too hard to hurt her, but enough to get a louder moan.
A part of her ass turned red as I spanked her over and over while driving deeper inside her. She placed her forehead on the glass, her legs trembling as she knelt on the seat, begging me to destroy her pussy.
“Ruin me, Daddy! I’m all yours! I belong to you!”
I couldn’t recognize this woman—this lioness who wasn’t holding back at all. But I like it, I liked this version of her; wild, spontaneous, free, and unapologetic.
The more I hit her from the back, the more she cried out my name. The sound of her moans was music to my ears, fanning my lust.
“Harder, baby!” She glanced back at me. “Fuck me harder. Fuck me like you own me!”
Those words fueled my desire, pushing me beyond my limits.
I’d missed this—I’d missed her. And I didn’t realize that until now.
I let out a guttural growl that announced my arrival, and with one last push, I drove deeper inside her.
“Yesssss…fill me up!”
I exploded inside her, my legs shaking beneath me.
“Give it to me—gimme all of it.”
Her pussy closed around my cock, accepting every single drop of my essence. Drained, my body collapsed on her back before I slid off to the seat, breathless.
She released a sigh of satisfaction, then quietly turned around and slipped into my embrace. I wrapped my arm around her as she lay on my body, her head resting on my chest.
In that position, she could hear the sound of my beating heart. Blair exhaled sharply and held me tighter like I was her safe haven.
As we lay in silence with our hearts beating as one, I knew for sure that nothing would ever be the same again.
We’d both crossed a line now, and there was no going back.