Page 98 of That First Night
“I might have.”
“Eddy,” I growl. “Privacy screen.”
“You got it, boss.”
The screen between the front and back seat goes up and my hand immediately travels higher up her thigh as Peyton’s head falls back against the seat. When my hand reaches for her panties, I find nothing. “Peyton,” I tease. “Are you not wearing panties?”
“No,” she says as she shakes her head. “The lines showed through the dress.”
“Fuck.” I move quickly to kneel on the floor of the car. I twist her body so that one leg is propped on the seat and the other is on the floor. I spread her legs open in front of me. “I’m starving, baby.”
I waste no time before my head dips under her dress and my tongue finds her clit. I lap her pussy hard and fast with my tongue before plunging a finger inside of her. I want this orgasm from her before we get there. There is nothing sexier than her falling apart in my hands.
“Oh my god,” she murmurs under her breath.
“You don’t have to be quiet, Sunshine.”
“But…”
“Soundproof.” I cut her off, my hot breath on her bare pussy. “Now fucking scream for me while I fuck you with my fingers. I want your cum on my tongue when we walk into this event.”
“Thomas,” she cries out. “Fuck.”
I pump her hard with three fingers inside of her until she explodes and comes all over my tongue. Just the taste of her on my tongue has me ready to explode in my pants. I wasn’t planning on fucking her back here, but I fucking need to be inside of her.
“That was so incredibly hot,” she says, coming down from her orgasm.
“I’m not done,” I hiss as I unbutton my pants and push them down.
Shock stretches across her face. “We can’t do it here.”
“Turn around,” I demand. “I don’t want to mess up your hair. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, baby. You okay with that?”
“Oh my god,” she pants. “Yes.”
“I’m going to spend the whole night thinking about my cum dripping down your gorgeous legs as you walk around on my arm all night.”
She turns around and lifts her dress until her entire ass is exposed to me. I give it a small slap and I hear a squeal come out of her. I line up my pulsing cock with her entrance and plunge deep inside of her until I’m lost in her.
I begin to move in and out of her and within seconds I feel like I’m going to come. She feels like heaven when I’m inside of her. Everything I have ever said before about having the same pussy for the rest of my life being stupid, has gone out the window. Because this, right here, I could never get enough of this.
“Thomas,” she whimpers.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No. Fuck me, Thomas.” Urgency laced in her words. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
This fucking woman. With that, I thrust harder and deeper. My hands grip her hips hard as I drive myself into her over and over again.
“I’m going to come again,” she gasps.
“That’s it, baby. Squeeze my cock with this tight pussy,” I hiss. “Fuck, you feel so damn good, baby. This pussy was fucking made for me. I can’t get enough of it.”
“You feel so good, Thomas,” she screams. “Come with me, please.”
A few more thrusts and we both crash together with our orgasms. I pour into her, and I can feel a mix of our cum dripping down my balls. Our breaths are fast and uneven as I fall over her back. She tips her head to the side, allowing me to press my lips to her pounding heart rate in her neck. I pepper kisses along the pulse and down to her shoulder before I pull myself out of her. I reach into the console to grab some paper towels to clean us up before we sit back down just in time to pull into the event.
I glance at her direction again and notice her fixing her dress again. “You look incredible tonight, baby.”
