the smell of exhaust hanging in the air. The clicking of our shoes on the asphalt echoes around us.
Tommy doesn’t say a word; he marches on, reaching inside his pocket for his keys. The second we reach his Charger, he opens his car door and traps me with his body. His hands cupping my face, his mouth consumes mine unapologetically.
All tension vacates me, leaving behind a mass of limber bones, a marionette to be controlled by its puppet master. My body obeys every single demand Tommy makes, eagerly reciprocating. My back arches, pressing into his hard, massive body, and my lips part, welcoming him. He nips and licks, and I savor every single part of his exploration. My hands cling to his waist; all I can do is hang on for dear life while he takes me along for the ride.
Panting, he reluctantly breaks contact, pressing his forehead against mine. Eyes closed, he struggles for composure. A small groan of frustration escapes his throat.
“Why didn’t you wear a dress, Lil?” He brushes my cheek with his thumb.
“You know I hate dresses, why would you even ask me to wear one?”
“Because, if you had, I’d be inside of you this very minute,” he says huskily before his tongue parts my lips once more.
CHAPTER 6
Tommy
Christ, I have to taste her.
Before she comes to her senses, I cup her mound, rubbing softly on her clit.
My dick is so hard. I need to have her. Now .
I need to bury myself inside of her, all the way. Feel her core grip me like a fist, pumping and squeezing my cock dry as we come together….
But I can’t. I have to work.
I’ll have to wait until who knows when, which is frustrating as hell.
If we’d stayed in, there’s no way I would’ve been able to rally up the willpower to leave her place in time, which is why we’re here.
I have her pinned against my car where she can’t escape me. Her breath hitches, her eyes remain closed, and her short, panting breaths tickle my neck. Her forehead falls to my chest. I increase the pressure on her core, rubbing in just the right spot with my thumb.
Leaning into her, I whisper against her ear, “Are you wet for me, Lil?”
She nods slowly, as she pulls away from my chest. She’s trying to keep her composure, but it’s too late. I know how modest she is, and we’re in a parking garage.
But I don’t care.
I move my hand faster, pressing harder, while saying in her ear, “Come for me, Lil. Let me watch you come. Please, let go.”
I gently nibble at her earlobe, as her head tilts to the side exposing her beautiful, smooth neck. Running my mouth over her soft skin, I lick and nip, my breathing increasing right along with hers.
This is so fucking hot.
She’s so fucking hot.
Her hands are clamped onto my arm like a vise grip, immobilizing me to the spot. I have my other arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her a prisoner to my sweet torture.
She’s fighting a losing battle, yet she won’t surrender. Faster, harder, I continue my ministrations, my voice deep and wanting.
“Open your eyes, Lil. I want to watch you.”
She shakes her head, still refusing to let go.
My stubborn girl. I’ll just need to be more persuasive.
“Tonight, I’m going to be doing this to you, but I’ll be using my lips, my mouth on you, nibbling, and licking. Tasting until you’ve got nothing left to give. I can’t get enough, Lil, I never will.”
My words push her over the edge; her entire body tenses up and her eyes fly open in shock and surprise. A small squeal escapes her parted lips, and our eyes lock. She can’t believe we just did this, outside, in a public place. Her entire body unravels and she melts into my arms.
“Oh my God,” she whispers with a mixture of shame and awe, hiding her face in the crook of my neck.
That about sums it up.
She came, hard, right up against my car, with both of us fully clothed and erect.
I give her a small, reverent kiss. “You’re getting off easy. We could’ve been in my back seat, and
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