In that moment I pull her outer lips apart and expose the wet flesh, all glistening with her flowing juices. She's hot pink and pulsating with hunger and I have to thumb her further open before covering her clit with my mouth.
She lets out a little squeal as I tongue down the folds. Lapping on either side of her clit and purposely avoiding the hard little triangle shoving itself at my cavern. Dallyce's fingers grind through my hair into my scalp as she tugs my face into her dripping pussy.
“Hungry little thing aren't you?”
“Starving,” she moans. “I need you so much.”
Before she finishes chatting, I ram a fat finger into her tight pussy and she hauls a hard breath.
“You’re so wet for me, my Angel,” I burr. “So fucking tight.”
She grinds down on my finger in response, shoving me deeper into her. One hand clutches the flatbed for support, the other moves back and forth between pinching her pointing nipple and threading my hair to yank my face closer to her spread slit.
“You're so fucking delicious,” I grit out as I watch her pussy pulsate on me, and then my second finger disappearing into her tight snatch. “That's it Angel, ride me hard.”
It's almost decadent watching Dallyce circle her agile hips as she clenches and throbs on my fingers. Her sexy fucking tits bob and much as my dick wants to bury inside her and be tightly hugged by her wet pussy, it gets me seriously hot watching her unravel for me.
I'm gonna make her come on my fingers before I suck up all the sweet juices pooled in her pussy mouth. Then I'm gonna get her out of these ridiculously tight boots and jeans. Only then can I lay her back on the flatbed, spread her thighs wide and ram myself between them.
As I pump my fingers in her clenching pussy and picture my cock sliding in there in a matter of minutes, my balls bruise blue with anticipation for the sweetest pussy ever.
I pound into her hole harder and when my tongue slides firmly across her bullet hard clit she clamps my head and wails.
“I'm gonna come, Shea, Oh god, I'm gonna come.”
The shrill sound of laughter that doesn't come from my girl halts my thrusting. My eyes fly up from the tastiest view in the whole universe to see Rafe and Modesty have emerged from the bar and are heading quickly toward the truck. With us right behind it.
With my fingers still buried inside her, I pull Dallyce down on my lap. Her little hands envelop my chin to guide me onto her mouth and she kisses me hungrily as her pussy spasms around my fingers. She's still coming and we're still sitting right behind the truck as the ignition turns over and the engine roars into life.
There's not time to do anything but kick off on the ball of my foot to spin us around so my back is closest to the vehicle. If by chance Rafe has had one too many and throws the truck in reverse, it'll hit me and not my Dallyce. I'll always be here to come between her and anything that might hurt her.
Chapter TEN
Dallyce
As the truck pulls away I feel thrust after thrust of glorious warmth press against the lining of my skin as my pussy convulses through endless climax right on Shea's hand.
“Oh my god, you feel so good inside me.”
“I feel good being inside you,” he burrs into my hair.
I want to go on. I want to say I need his huge cock inside me. I want him buried inside me balls deep, except I’m completely undone. I just had the sexiest man ever on his knees licking me out while his giant thick fingers fucked me.
I know the next thing would have been him tossing me onto the bed of the truck, taking out that amazing massive cock and thrusting it into my aching pussy. Stretching me open further than I've ever been. If only we hadn't been interrupted.
Now he's kneeling in the grit, fully clothed, with me sitting on his lap. My tits are exposed, my jeans around my knees, impaled on his fingers while I came for him. It is without doubt the hottest thing I've ever imagined let alone experienced.
And I can't keep my hands off him. I love the strong cut jaw with its icing of rough stubble in my palms. I massage his skin lightly as I maneuver his mouth back onto mine and lick him, tasting myself on his lips. The mixture of his manly thick lips and my stickiness is divine. Meant to be. We're made for each other.
“Still hungry, Angel?” he moans into my hair as I undulate on his fingers and grind my tits into the delicious hard pec bulge.
“I want you. I can't stop until I have your cock inside me.” I won't stop begging until he gives me his beautiful prick. “Please Shea, you have no idea how much I need you now.”.
“Oh, I reckon I have a pretty damn good idea, Angel.”
Shea slides his fingers out of me and brings them up to his curved lips before ravaging them with his tongue.
“You really are the sweetest thing in heaven,” he burrs, when he's lapped up all my sparkling pussy juice.