Second Chance SEAL(103)

Fuck, I’d needed this since that night. Things had been insane around us, making all these plans and doing crazy shit, but this was what I’d needed the whole time. I couldn’t stop thinking about her, about her body against mine, about the way she tasted. The girl was on my mind, lodged deep in my brain. I was doing all of this for her, and I barely could understand why.

But as we kissed, part of it made sense. I knew she was something important, something special, though I couldn’t tell why. I’d never experienced this with a woman before, but Hartley drove me fucking crazy.

I pressed her back against the car, letting my body push against hers, feeling her lips against mine. We kissed hard, and her taste flooded my mind, becoming the only thing I could think about. My hands explored her body before finally ending at her hair. I took a handful and tipped her head back, making her gasp as I kissed her neck.

“Travis,” she said softly. “We can’t do this. We’re in public.”

“Doesn’t look like public to me,” I said. “Looks like we’re alone.” The nearest car was fifty feet away and we were bathed in darkness. The streetlight in the parking lot was broken, making the whole place black.

“Anybody can catch us,” she whispered.

I slowly pressed my free hand against her stomach and slid my fingers down between her legs. She let out a soft moan as I found her soaking clit. I smirked at her.

“Seems like you don’t care much about that,” I said.

“Shit. Sometimes your body betrays you.”

“Not this time. Your body knows what’s best.”

She moaned as I kissed her again and began to slowly work her clit, that soaking fucking pussy. Her body drove me insane, and I loved the way she responded to my touch. It was like she couldn’t get enough, her soft moans and the way she moved her hips. I was hard as fuck, but I wanted to taste her, to make her come so badly. I wanted to get her off and make her moan my name, over and over.

I couldn’t fucking wait. I wasn’t driving back to the apartment. I wasn’t letting this moment pass. I grabbed her shorts and quickly unbuttoned them.

“Travis!” she gasped. “What are you doing?”

“Trust me,” I whispered in her ear, and then I slid them down her hips. She bit her lip as I opened the door to the backseat and helped her get inside. I pressed her down until she was laying on the backseat, that perfect fucking pussy soaking wet and barely covered by a thin layer of cotton panties.

I knelt down outside the car, the door blocking us from anybody who might leave the diner, and grabbed her hips. I pulled her toward me, spreading her legs wide. She gasped as I kissed her legs, her stomach, and teased her wet pussy.

“We shouldn’t,” she moaned, but instead of stopping me, she gripped the seat and tossed her head back. “We really shouldn’t.”

I slowly slid her panties down her skin and then tossed them onto the floor of the car. “Relax,” I said. “This will only take a minute.”

She moaned as I slowly licked the length of her, loving her taste, loving the way she reacted to my touch. I began to suck and lick her clit, working that nice little pussy, her delicious fucking pussy.

She moaned but was trying so hard to be quiet, and that only made me fucking harder. She was stifling herself and even had to put a hand over her mouth. I reached up and moved her hand away, putting mine in its place and working her pussy harder.

She moaned loudly into my hand, rolling her hips. Her hands laced through my hair and pressed me harder against her as I licked and sucked her, my tongue and lips working her clit like there was nothing else in the world. I was fucking starving for her, and getting that pussy off in this parking lot only made it that much hotter. Anyone could catch us, and that thought made me fucking wild with need for her.

I wanted her to come right on my fucking mouth. I wanted to suck this clit until she couldn’t think and came, again and again, right here in the open. My tongue worked her, rolling and sucking, eating that pussy with wild abandon.

With my free hand, I slowly pressed two fingers deep inside her. She moaned louder as I began to fuck her with my fingers, still licking that clit. She worked her hips, getting into the rhythm, clearly not worried about being in the open.

I kept sucking and licking, her clit delicious, her tight little pussy taking my fingers as I worked them deep inside her. I moved my other hand from her mouth, feeling her breasts, and she moaned loud and deep.

“Oh fuck, Travis,” she said. “Oh my god. This is so wrong. Oh fuck but it feels so good.”

I kept fucking her pussy with my fingers and grinned up at her. “Nothing wrong with getting this pussy off,” I said. “Nothing wrong with loving the way you taste.”