Page 94 of Wreck Me

I navigate off of the road, the car bouncing as I drive us through a small field and come to a stop right outside the tree line, thanking fuck that it’s pitch black and we’re in the middle of nowhere. I’m pretty confident I’ve got us sitting in a place where we won’t get arrested for indecent exposure.

I’ve barely cut the engine before Carter has his seatbeltunbuckled, pushing it off of his body and crawling on top of me.

“Fuck, lover. That desperate for me, huh? Tell me what you need.”

He moans against my mouth as he settles on my lap, pressing his hard dick into my stomach, rubbing my length between his legs.

“You looked so hot in there. Fuck, do you have any idea how sexy you are, Finn? All night, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. Couldn’t believe that of all the men and women in that place, you were mine.Mine.”

His words hit me hard, and I grip the sides of his face with my palms, yanking his mouth into mine. Our tongues tangle, the taste of my favorite whiskey exploding on my tongue.

“Fuck me, baby,” he begs, and fuck if I don’t want to do just that.

“Right here?”

“Yeah, fill me. I need you.”

“Fuck, lover. You want my dick inside that ass?”

“Yes,” he practically whines, dry humping me like a goddamn teenager. I nuzzle my head into the crook of his neck, sucking and lapping at the skin there while my hands dip under his shirt, connecting with smooth skin and strong abs. I groan against his neck, wanting to give him what we both so desperately crave.

“Lube?”

“Wallet.”

Carter lifts off of me while I shimmy out of my shorts, and then we’re both trying to rip his off of him in the most unsexy, uncoordinated rush. The horn blares, and we both freeze before laughing.

“Get these fucking things off or I’ll rip a hole in them,” I demand before pushing him back into the passenger seat wherehe pulls them down his legs. He’s on me again before he’s even tossed them into the backseat. My hard cock rests between his legs, pressing right against his taint, my thick head nudging his balls. My hands find their home on either side of his face, tilting his head forward as much as the position allows so that I can claim his mouth.

After I coat my fingers with lube, I slip between us, pressing firmly against his hole, swirling around the area, teasing him before sliding a finger firmly inside. Carter groans loudly against my mouth, his body shivering against me.

“Fuck, your ass is so tight. So fucking sexy. I can’t prep you the way I should, Carter. This angle, there’s not enough room, babe. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’m fine, I’ll tell you if it’s too much. I want you so fucking bad. Don’t make me wait, baby. I want it. Fuck me.”

I quickly clock how many drinks he had and over how many hours, looking at his eyes.

“You’re with me? You didn’t drink too much?”

“I can hold my alcohol, baby, and I’m fine, I just want this big dick inside me and I don’t want to wait.”

“As you wish, lover.”

I stretch him the best I can with two fingers for a moment before slipping free. I use my clean hand to help lift him so that I can coat my dick in a heavy layer of lube. I use way more than is probably needed, but I don’t want to hurt him, knowing he’s not nearly ready. But he’s frantic and impatient, and his need for me is overriding all logical thought.

I line up my dick with his hole, and the moment I nudge inside, Carter takes over, slamming himself down on me, taking my entire length in one swift, hard drop.

“Fuuuuuuuck! Carter! Fuck . . . Fuck, baby!”

Our moans fill the cabin of the SUV as he rides mehard, my dick rubbing against his prostate, based on how his body trembles above mine.

“Oh fuck. Jesus Christ!” he yells, and I still him with my hands on his hips.

“Fuck, am I hurting you?”

“Fuck no, it just feels so fucking good. I never want it to end.”

“You’re so goddamn perfect, Carter. Look at you taking my cock. Riding me so fucking good. Making me feel so good. You’re so fucking tight, you know that? Fuck. Fuck.”

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