37. Luke

Luke

I pinned Callie to my chest with one arm across her back, using the leverage to fuck her at a different angle but still just as hard.

Her nipples dug into my chest and her hand trapped between us could barely move but I felt her trying.

I breathed in the scent of her shampoo and kissed her forehead while we both panted, our breaths tangling in the small backseat.

“Luke. Luke. Luke!” She shouted my name like a prayer when I fucked her harder and faster.

The sound of our skin slapping together over and over again mixed with the sound of my dick going deep in Callie and pushed more of her cum out.

It was hot, messy, and I’d never had a better fuck in my life.

I haven’t even cum yet and I knew it was the best.

“Look at how badly you need my dick, baby. You’re rubbing your clit while I fuck you raw and we’re out in the open.

” I said the words in a haze but waited to see how she reacted after I heard them.

Just because I liked the thought of her being bad for me and chancing getting caught didn’t mean she would.

She sank her teeth into my chest and came hard for the second time. This one wasn’t as big as the first and I was determined to get more.

“Fuck, Callie, your pussy is magical. I don’t think I could stop fucking you even if someone walked right up to the window and pointed a gun at my head. They’d just have to watch me treat you like my own personal dirty girl.”

I flipped us over so she was on her back across the seat and I was driving into her from above.

Her head knocked into the door and my knee was digging into god only knew what but the new angle let me drive even deeper.

I braced myself with my hand against the window and watched her as I used my other hand to replace hers on her clit.

“Luke! I can’t- I can’t again.” She stared up at me with her eyes wide and shocked like she didn’t know what was happening in her own body. When I flattened my fingers and went at her clit faster but gentler, fanning my fingertips over it, back and forth.

“Tell me, Callie. Why did you cum at the idea of me fucking you where anyone could see you? Does Miss Morgan have a secret kink?” My voice was coming out harsher and harsher with the closer my own orgasm came.

“Is it the idea of strangers catching you getting rutted that does it or is it someone specific you want to watch you, baby? Two someone’s specific? ”

What the fuck was I doing? I didn’t want to think about those assholes while I was fucking Callie and more importantly, I didn’t want her thinking of them while I fucked her.

Yet…I couldn’t deny the way her chest flushed and her eyes went glossy at the idea.

Nor could I deny how much I liked the idea of them watching Callie get her sweet little pussy hammered.

“You want them in this tiny car with us? Listening to how wet your pussy is? Listening to the sounds of my hand hitting your ass? Watching you come for me over and over again? Such a filthy girl. Pinch your nipples, baby. Don’t stop until I fill this pussy with cum.

” I stroked her clit faster with more pressure because I could feel my spine tingling with the need to let go.

I didn’t want to be done. I wanted to ride her until the guys sent a search party out after us. Fucking her made me forget the world outside of the car. I leaned down and kissed her, letting her feel the way I craved her. I wanted to fuck her mouth even as I took her cunt. I just wanted more.

My thrusts grew harder and faster and I sat back up to watch her tormenting her nipples.

Her face pinched and her nose scrunched and I could feel her third orgasm coming.

She was close to losing it and when she opened her eyes and locked gazes with me, I saw her lose herself to her own darker desires.

“Tell me I’m a whore.”

Jesus Christ, I felt the words scrape down my body in a way that left me raw. I dropped down so my weight was on her and I pressed my mouth to her ear. My voice was wrecked. “You’re my whore.”

She detonated, her pussy squeezing me so hard it sucked all the oxygen out of my lungs and then I was coming hard.

I fucked jet after jet as deep as I could and groaned into her neck while feeling her come flood out of her in what felt like waves.

Her scream was hoarse and broken while her body rode out the pleasure.

I was still coming in her when I heard the smallest voice from the part of my brain that I didn’t listen to. Hold her like this and keep your dick in. Plug her until your come takes hold. Make her yours.

I as lay on Callie trying to catch my breath and shift whatever was under my knee over I knew that I was well and truly fucked.

That need to claim, to tie her to me with a baby, was insane but it was mine.

I forced myself to sit up and bring her back onto my lap, messy cock still half hard and caught between our stomachs.

I held her tight with my mouth pressed to her neck.

“I don’t actually think you’re a whore, baby. Just so we’re clear.”

She let out a breath I hadn’t realized she was holding. “I can’t believe I said that.”

“I’ve never said half the shit I just said so I get it. I’ve never been that dominant during sex. You’re ruining me, Cupcake.”

“I can’t believe you said half of that, either. We’re both perverts.” She giggled as she said it and I felt a band around my chest loosen. She was okay. I hadn’t pushed her too far. “I’m going to have to have the car cleaned before I let Oliver back in it.”

“I’ll have it cleaned. And I’ll make sure they leave a trashcan on that front seat. And maybe fog for spiders.” I felt her teeth nip my jaw and groaned. “Give me ten minutes and do that again and I’ll fuck you through the floorboard of this car.”

Sitting up, Callie stared at me with bright eyes full of warmth and happiness that I wasn’t so sure I deserved.

“I think about the spanking all the time. It’s somehow both the thing that distracts me and keeps me focused.

I’ve never had sex like this before. I mean, the lake was intense but I hadn’t had sex in a long time before that night.

Sex with my ex was thirty seconds and a beer burp.

Now I’m having sex with multiple men and asking them to call me a whore.

I think my horizons might’ve been opened a little too far. ”

“Multiple men.” I searched her face for what- I didn’t know.

“You, Cole, and Ben. You keep offering yourself up as test drives…” She cupped my jaw and raked her teeth over her bottom lip.

“I… I thought you guys talked about this or something. I thought you all knew about everything because you were together that first time. Did I read that wrong? I’m so sorry, Luke, I didn’t-”

I captured her mouth in a soft kiss and smiled into it, despite myself.

“Relax, baby. Cole, Ben, and I share everything with each other. Even you, apparently. I just thought maybe there was another dad. For some reason that felt worse than knowing every detail of what Cole and Ben have done to you. With you.”

“I have no idea what I’m doing, Luke.” She curled into my chest and rested her ear over my heart. “I’m out of my depth.”

“Are you happy?”

“It’s not that simple-”

“Are you happy, Callie?”

She hesitated and took a deep breath in and blew it out before replying. “Yeah, I think I am.”

I cupped the back of her head and smiled. “Alright then.”

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