Page 70 of Tattered Souls
“I want you to fuck me while I rest on the hood of your car.”
He looked at his car, then back at me, winked, and walked to the garage door.
I started taking my clothes off.
He hit the button and lowered the door.
Then he turned to me and froze.
I stood there in my black lacy bra and panties; the set he saw me buy the day he took me shopping and told me it was his favorite.
He stalked to me as he took his shirt off, tossed it to the side, and the moment he made it to me, bent, wrapped his hands around my ass cheeks, and lifted.
I didn’t think about anything else.
My lips crashed into his as he kissed me back, carrying me to his car.
The cold bite of metal hit my bare flesh, but I didn’t care.
He laid me down, and then with his hand bracing his weight on the other side of my head, his lips never left mine as he undid his belt, unsnapped his jeans, and pushed them down.
Then he lifted, his eyes boring into mine. He slowly pulled my panties down my legs, and then, still with his eyes on mine, he moved his fingers to my clit, and winked, “Soaked.”
“For you,” I said in a whisper.
He winked, “Brace, baby.”
His hand fell away, but to hold onto my right hip and then... his huge cock slammed inside of me.
I moaned as he filled me.
Stretched me. It was fucking amazing.
The car moved with his thrusts, but I didn’t worry about it.
I knew that if it was unsafe, Garrick would move me.
His eyes, those eyes of his, bored down into mine, and I moaned.
He shifted his hips, and that was when an orgasm took me so fast that it took my breath away.
Garrick followed me shortly after.
“Couldn’t have fucking dreamed up a better you,” he said.
I smiled up at him, “Neither could I.”
***
It was the very next day, and I was washing strawberries.
I had been craving a strawberry shortcake.
“Why do I feel like you’re not telling me about all of your hopes and dreams?”
I looked over my shoulder at him. “What do you mean?”
His arms wrapped around my waist from behind as he rested his chin on the top of my head. “Tink, baby, talk to me.”
