Page 5 of Keeping Kaitlyn

“He’ll come for me.” I say instead. “My father—as soon as he finds out that I left with you, he’ll?—”

“Your father might run Barrett Valley, but he doesn’t run me.” Leaning down, Went skims the pad of his thumb along the curve of my jaw. “And he doesn’t run you. Not anymore…” He presses his mouth to mine and I’m ashamed to say that even though I’m sure that he asked me to come with him for all the wrong reasons, I feel myself respond to him almost immediately. The moment his lips brush against mine, I start to melt. Worry and doubt shoved aside by want and need.

Suddenly desperate, I lift an arm, winding it around his neck in an effort to pull him even closer while I open my mouth under his on a soft moan. “Went…”

The hand on my face slips into my hair, its fingers gripping and pulling, angling my mouth so he can deepen the kiss on a low groan, his tongue teasing and rubbing against mine until I’m not just desperate. I’m frantic. Wild and mindless with the need for more.

“Think it through...” Tearing his mouth away from mine, Went scrapes his teeth along the curve of my jaw, licking and nipping his way to my ear. “If I fuck you right now, there’s no way the driver doesn’t hear us. He’llknowI’m fucking you, Sunshine. He’ll be listening to you scream my name while you come on my cock...” The hand on my hip loosens its grip to slide across the curve of it to tease the strip of bare skin between the hem of my T-shirt and the waistband of my jeans. “Are you sure you’re okay with that? We can wait until?—”

“I don’t want to wait…” I suck in a sharp breath when I feel his hand tighten in my hair, pulling it so hard the sting of it tingles against my stiff nipples. “I can’t. Please, I need your?—”

Before I can even finish begging, Went’s switched our positions completely. No longer in his lap, I’m sitting in the wide, plush bucket seat on my own and he’s kneeling on the floorboard in front of me. “What was that?” Reaching for my foot, he pulls off one boot and then the other. Sitting back on his heels, Went flashes me one of those infuriatingly cocky grins of his. “You need mywhat?”

Grabbing at the waistband of my jeans, I pull the button of it loose on a frustrated huff before ripping its zipper open. “I need your cock.” Pants loose, I lift my hips and start to shove at them desperately. “Inside me. Please, I—” The rest of my plea gets lost on a startled gasp when I feel Went jerk my pants down with a frustrated growl of his own. Tossing them aside, he wraps his hands around the tops of my thighs, spreading them wide to expose my pussy. The second the cool, recycled air of the car hits my throbbing, wet center, my cheeks go hot and my headstarts to spin with an intoxicating mixture of embarrassment and need.

He’ll know I’m fucking you, Sunshine. He’ll be listening to you scream my name while you come on my cock...

Leaning into the space between my legs, Went sighs. “This can’t be healthy…” Hands still gripped around my thighs, he drags me closer, bringing my bare pussy to within an inch of his mouth. “How much I want to fuck you…” His tongue grazes along the inside of my thigh, licking its way, higher and higher. “It’s all I can think about. The feel of your tight, pretty pussy stretched around my cock while I fill it full of cum…” The tip of his tongue traces one of my pussy lips, the soft brush of it enough to drag a sharp, startled gasp up the rough line of my throat when I feel it reach the top of my cleft.

“Your pussy’s so wet it’s making a mess of these leather seats, Sunshine…” He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue, the teasing lick of it pulling a deep, desperate moan up the length of my throat. “Makes me want to find out if your perfect little pussy’s as sweet and salty and the rest of you.”

I want you. I want to get you naked, lay you out on this dock, and eat your pussy until my face is covered in your cum and you can’t remember your own fucking name.

“Went…” My hips try to lift off the seat beneath me, desperate for more, but he tightens his grip and holds me in place.

“Hmmm…” he answers me with another soft, teasing flick of his tongue.

Anything.

I’ll give you anything you want.

All you have to do is ask.

“I want you to eat my pussy.”

His answering groan of approval vibrates against my clit. “I thought you’d never fucking ask,” he says before burying hishead between my thighs. Closing his mouth around me on a ravenous growl, Went devours me, licking and sucking my slick, swollen pussy until my hands are buried in his hair and my hips are rolling and bucking wildly against the relentless assault of his mouth. The pressure building, tighter and hotter until I’m shaking and moaning uncontrollably, nearly blinded by the intensity of the orgasm that’s barreling down on me.

“Oh my god…” I tighten my grip in his hair because I feel like I’m spinning, faster and faster. Opening my eyes, I lift my head so I can watch while he fucks me with his mouth. Tongue pressed against the top of my cleft while he sucks my clit. The second our eyes connect, I feel myself start to unravel. “Went?—”

I come hard, back bowed on a long, shuddering moan. The blast of heat that rips through me so intense I can feel every one of my vertebrae melt. Fused together by the blast of it.

While wave after wave crashes into me, Went shifts his grip on my thighs. Flinging my legs over his shoulders, he raises himself to his knees, freeing his hands on another vicious growl. Still eating my pussy like a starving man, his flat black gaze never leaving mine, he works his jeans open.

Yes.

Jerking them down, Went finally tears his mouth away from me, entire face wet and glistening with my juices. “I wish you could see your pussy right now,” he tells me while he eases my legs off of his shoulders to set my feet back on the ground. “You want me to show you? Want me to draw it for you so you can see how wrecked it is from being fucked by my mouth?”

“Yes.” I nod, heart hammering in my throat while he finishes freeing his cock, stretching the waistband of his black boxer briefs over the long, thick length of it. “Yes, please.”

Boxers around his hips, kneeling between my thighs, Went grips the base of his cock, head bent while he gives himself a slow stoke, from base to tip, the head of it grazing against theseam of my wet pussy and I lift my hips in response, moaning softly when it notches against my entrance. “Definitely not healthy…” he says on a rough laugh that bleeds into a groan when, dark head still bent, he slowly pushes his way inside. “Fuuuck…” Hands gripped around my thighs again, Went holds me steady while he rocks his hips against mine. Fucking himself into me, inch by agonizingly slow inch. “Play with your pussy for me, Sunshine.” It comes out low and tight, like he’s having a hard time breathing. When my hand slides down my stomach to brush a testing fingertips against the top of my cleft, he growls his approval. “Just like that… just like I showed you.” Pushing past my folds, I let out a sharp gasp when I make contact with my slick, swollen clit, the sound of it tightening his grip on my thighs. “There she is…” Went rolls his hips again, pushing his cock even deeper while he lifts his head to pin me in place with his devil black gaze. “There’s my greedy little cock slut.”

“Yes.” My entire body begins to shake as his hips pick up speed, rocking against mine, hard and heavy. Every pump of his cock filling me. Stretching me. Fuller and wider. Each stroke turning me inside out until all I can see is him. All I can feel is this. “Went…”

Letting go of my thighs, Went pulls me closer, burying himself inside me on a guttural curse. Legs wrapped around his hips, arms flung around his neck and hands fisted in his hair, I hang on while he fucks me, hard and fast.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good…” He groans it in my ear, every dirty word punctuated by the slap of his hips against my inner thighs. His mouth finds mine, his tongue sweeping in on another deep groan, the taste of myself on his lips unraveling something inside me.

I come again, my pussy starting to convulse, gripping and milking his cock while I come apart in his arms. Mouths fusedtogether, tongues tangled, Went comes with a final, brutal thrust that nearly breaks me in half and flings me to the stars.

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