“Having a rough day?” a voice says from behind me and I turn my head quickly, nearly pulling my neck and my mouth parts as my throat dries.
Fuck me…
Wearing a light purple sundress that stops at her knees, thin straps holding it on her slim shoulders, the column of her neck visible and in need of sucking…
She’s looks beautiful, fuck no, she looks good enough to eat.
Luna gently pushes her hair behind her ear, nerves radiating from her and I suck my bottom lip into my mouth. I have two options, go over to her and fuck her without answering her or help calm her nerves because let’s face it, she has innocentwritten all over her despite the dark clouds in her eyes and then fuck her.
Decision, decisions.
“This car is in here at least three times a week,” I say as I nod to the car besides me, giving her option two because I’m not a dick even though she’s come here to ride mine.
She furrows her brows as she looks it over and says, “Why not just buy a new one? I mean that one is a classic so someone would pay big bucks for it…”
I hum and admit, “It has a lot of sentimental value to the owner.” She nods as she looks the car over and slowly, I walk over to the tool bench, placing the wrench on it as I ask, “Did the prospects give you any trouble giving you access?”
“No,” she replies, and I look her way. “All I had to do was show them the card,” she admits then frowns again as she looks at me and advices, “You may need new prospects because I could be some loony ex with a gun.”
I smirk and state, “Or a woman carrying mace and a blade.”
She shrugs with a small smile then slowly walks my way and my dick twitches with what is about to come, pun fucking intended.
I don’t move, even though I really fucking want to. I stay perfectly still knowing she’s skittish. I need to let her set the pace which is something I have never done before.
She stops before me and tilts her head to the side and whispers, “Just a few times to get me out of your system, right?”
I nod slowly though something deep in my gut is telling me not to go through with this, that once or twice just won’t be enough. I shut that voice up as Luna slowly places her hand on my chest, her warmth burning through my white tank and suddenly, I’m glad that I took my overalls off earlier.
She gently runs her hand up my chest before running her fingers into my hair and fuck me that feels so good.
Luna carefully pulls my head towards hers and I comply before our lips meet, her softs ones sending shocks through my body which lights up like fucking fireworks.
Luna’s tense body loosens up and melts into mine and I groan as she licks the seam of my lips. I open willingly, allowing her tongue to tangle with mine.
Fuck…
I allow her a few minutes to get her bearings, to become comfortable before I can’t take it any longer.
I wrap my arm around her waist and drag her tighter into me as I bend a little and grab her thigh with my other hand. Luna gasps as I lift her up, her legs automatically wrapping around my waist and I can’t help but notice how amazing we fit together.
Ignoring that stupid thought, I spin us and place her on the workbench before I put a hand between us and grip her panties.
I groan at how wet they are, the fabric soaked just from our make out session. I grip them hard before gently lifting her enough to pull her underwear down then off her legs, over her brown boots all while not breaking the kiss. Her lips feel so fucking soft against mine.
I can feel my heart race and I deepen the kiss as I pull the zipper to my jeans down, pulling my hard cock out before grabbing the condom I’ve had in my jeans for the past three days and no, I won’t look more into why I’ve had it in there or why I haven’t touched a clubwhore since meeting Luna.
Two fucks then I’ll walk away.
I quickly sheath myself before putting the head at her sopping entrance and she tenses causing me to break the kiss and place my forehead against hers.
I look over her facial features, her eyes screwed up tight.
“Look at me, princess,” I demand gently and Luna opens her eyes which instantly lock with mine and I hate the fear she’s showing in them.
Why the fuck would she fear this when she came to me?
“We can stop right now,” I say making her furrow her brows. I continue, “We’ve had a hot as fuck make out session and if you want to leave it there, then I’ll help put your panties back on and you can be on your merry way.”