“You still haven’t fucking said it, Aspen,” I groan against her lips while rubbing her hand over my hard cock. “You feel how big it is for you?” Her legs shake around me as her hand caresses my erection. “Just say the word and I will drive us back to my house and fuck you so damn thoroughly that this cock . . .” I force her to squeeze my dick as I thrust and bite her bottom lip. “Will be the only thing your body craves.”
“Fuck,” she hisses while pulling her hand away from my dick in a panic. “It’s happening again. Put me down.” She pushes at my chest and forces me to drop her to her feet. I have to catch her when she almost twists an ankle because of her high heels. “Just fucking take me back to the house. In case you forgot.” She jumps into the truck as fast as she can and slams the door closed behind her. “I’m pissed at you. Shit!”
“Nothing new there,” I point out.
I smirk to myself while walking over to my side of the truck and jumping in. I’m no fool. She can play hard to get if she wants, but in the end she and I both know that as soon as we get back to the house and walk in that door, I will have her riding my cock as if her life depends on it. Her body is getting desperate and so is she. Right now she hates me and is fighting against wanting me. Well, she’ll hate me even more after she sees what my body can fucking do to her.
We ride in silence, but I notice her press her legs together every few minutes while glaring over at me. She can’t seem to sit still and she looks as if she’s about to scream. Sexual frustration is one of those bittersweet things. It claws at you until you release it and there is only one way to do so; to fuck and fuck hard. I can tell she’s trying hard to keep her eyes away, but they keep scanning over my body, imagining it being on top of hers. This seems to piss her off even more.
Reaching over, I force her legs apart and slide my hand up her thigh. I slowly inch it further up her smooth skin until I feel the wetness between her legs. Then I stop. I want to see what her reaction is. I want to see how badly she needs me to release her.
She gives me a dirty look, but spreads her legs wider for me as if waiting for me to go further. I could pretend to be surprised, but I’m not. In the end, the throbbing between their legs wins out over the voice of reason in their heads. When I don’t make an attempt to move, she grabs my hand and pushes it away. “You’re an ass. Do you know that?” She presses her legs closed and looks out the window. “Stop fucking with me just because you think you’re God’s gift to women. You’re gorgeous and you have a rockin’ body, so what. Stop using that against my weakness. You’re the only person that can piss me off this way.”
She turns to look me in the eyes and her frustration is so fucking sexy, it hurts. Yanking her legs apart, I pull her closer to me and rub my thumb over her swollen clit. I really need to get her off because by the time we get back to the house, I won’t have the patience. I’m going to want to fuck her as soon as we step through the door. Her pussy has been the only thing on my mind since I tasted it for myself.
She moans as I start rubbing small circles against her body, teasing her. I start out slowly at first before moving at a faster rhythm. She starts rocking against my hand, getting more desperate the faster I go.
“oohhh . . . keep going.” She rocks faster. “It feels so good. Why do you have to be so good at this?” She moans out in pleasure while pulling at her hair.
“It’s a fucking blessing. Trust me,” I groan while trying to keep my eyes on the road. “You ready to come yet?”
She nods her head and grips onto the headrest behind her. “Yes. I’m ready. I’m so ready,” she breathes.
“Ask me to make you come then.”
She runs her tongue over her teeth in anger before digging her nails into my arm. “Will you make me come? I want you to make me come. It feels so good when you do it.”
I slip one of my fingers inside while still rubbing her clit with my thumb. She moans and digs deeper into my arm, trying not to scream. “That feels good, doesn’t it? You like my finger filling you, huh? Just wait until I ram my hard cock in there.” I shove another finger inside her and start moving them in and out.
“Oh fuck, you’re so tight, baby and so wet. Damn, it’s running down my fingers.” I shove my fingers deeper, while moving my thumb faster. “So fucking tight. Oh shit. Scream for me, baby. Show me what I do to you.”
I feel her body start to shake before she clamps down around my fingers. She lets go of my arm and grips the seat while screaming. She arches her back as I shove my fingers in one last time. “Stop! I can’t take it,” she breathes. “Don’t move. Just . . . don’t. Move.”