Page 70 of Wasted

"No?" I smiled, and my gaze followed my fingers, which gently traced the scruff along his jaw. His hand curled around my thigh. My body ached so badly for him. "I want you." It was a seductive whisper.

He didn't hesitate as his lips claimed mine with a desperate hunger. His tongue swooped through my parted lips as he hooked an arm around me, dragging me onto his lap, so I was straddling him.

This was nothing like the first time we'd broken down. There was something about getting back the love you thought you lost forever. It made you appreciate it so much more, but it also created this desperate need to know it was real and not a dream.

But it was real. He was real. This was real.

His hand slipped between us, stroking over the thin lace of my panties. He swallowed my moan as I ground myself against his hand, desperate for more. Needing more friction. My hands gripped his shoulders.

"You're so fucking wet for me, baby," he breathed as his lips traced over my jawline and down my throat.

"Make me cum." It was an order, a command mixed with a desperate plea.

He slipped his fingers into my panties. "I want you to cum all over my fingers and then again on my cock." He stroked through my wetness, and my head fell back as I bit down on my bottom lip. "I want to watch you ride my hand until you make yourself cum."

I shifted my hips, and he positioned his finger at my entrance, slowly circling as he teased me. "Please," I begged.

His teeth sank into my bottom lip, and I cried out in pleasure mixed with a hint of pain as his finger slid inside me, slowly pumping in and out over and over again. I rolled my hips, desperate for more, and he added another finger.

"Close your eyes and ride my hand, baby," he purred. "Use my fingers until your legs tremble, and then come for me." I swayed over his fingers, increasing my speed, but when he added pressure to clit, my legs shook as I neared the edge of ecstasy.

"Fuck," I whimpered as a shudder shot down my spine. I worked myself over him, finding that friction, and my entire body trembled. My fingers dug into his shoulders as my lips hovered over his so he could feel every breath of pleasure against his lips.

"Holy fuck, baby." His voice was rough and clipped. "I need you to come." There was no mistaking the urgency in his voice. His hand flattened on my back, holding my chest flush against his, and his mouth crashed against mine, kissing me fiercely, thrusting his tongue in and out as my hips pumped fast, grinding harder against his thumb.

Ripping my mouth from his, I cried out as I flew so hard over the edge I was soaring on a high.

My body quaked as I fought for a full breath of air, and he removed his hand from my panties, bringing his fingers to his lips. My breathing slowed as my gaze followed his every move. He slid his finger through his parted lips and sucked them clean, and my pussy throbbed for him to fill me.

"Fuck me," I ordered as my hands worked frantically at the button of his pants between us.

He lifted his hips shoving down his pants and boxers, freeing his cock. I reached in between us, wrapping my hand around his thick base and stroking, but his large hand curled around my wrist, stopping me. "No, baby, not tonight. I want you to sink that tight pretty pussy on my cock and swallow me whole."

Smiling, I repositioned myself over him, but I still had my panties on.

He slid his hand between us, hooking a finger into the soaking wet material and jerking it to the side. I gripped theheadrest as I positioned him at my entrance. His free hand tangled in my hair, and his mouth claimed mine as I sank down onto his cock, moaning into his mouth as he filled me.

My head fell back on a gasp as I rolled my hips over him in a wave-like motion, pulling him out and then pushing him back in harder and deeper with each thrust. His fingers slid into the straps of my dress, and with one hard tug, they broke, and my top dropped down, freeing my breast.

His mouth closed over the taut bud as his other hand rolled my nipple between his finger and thumb.

"Holy fuck," I moaned. "Don't stop."

My fingertips dug into the cool leather of the headrest as he lifted his hips, and I rocked myself back and forth, savoring the feel of him. I arched my back shoving my breast harder into his face and grinding my clit against him.

I was so close. So fucking close, and so was he.

"Oh fuck," I cried out as I ground him deep inside of me, and I came undone.

He gripped my hips, holding me in place as he thrust his hips forward, slamming in and out of me until his entire body tensed, and he exploded deep inside of me.

My body went limp, slumping against his as our labored breaths filled the cab of the truck.

"I can't wait to make you my wife tomorrow." He kissed my forehead, and I smiled as I curled into him.

"We should go home." I sighed.

Sucking in a deep breath, I moved back to my seat, both of us adjusting our clothes.

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