The garage door closed and I crept slowly down the driveway until we were on the dirt road that led to the highway.
“So,” I said. “You wanna see what it can do?”
She grinned. “Please, God, yes!”
I waited until we were on the highway before I let her loose.
I shifted from first, to second, to third rapidly. It threw us back into the seat, but my hands worked just fine as I finally got up to speed, settling right at sixty five miles an hour.
I’d always wanted to take this beast to the tracks.
“What do you think?” I yelled, watching the road.
Her hand lifted until it rested on the top of my hardening cock. “I think you need to get me to our destination fast, otherwise we’ll be breaking in this hood, too.”
Forty five minutes later had me pulling up into a long driveway that led to a lake. “Where are we?”
She smiled and pointed to a carport. “This is my parent’s lake house.”
I nodded, remembering Reese mentioning the place to me quite a few times before.
“It’s nice,” I said as we pulled underneath the carport.
When I shut the engine off and unbuckled my seatbelt, I suddenly found myself with a lap full of hot, horny woman.
She slammed her mouth down on mine, wrapping her arms around my head.
“Do you have any idea,” she gasped against my lips. “How hot it is to see you driving this car? Your muscles move in sync with each shift of the motor. And the way you’re so passionate about it turns me on beyond belief.”
My hands moved, one going down the gap between Reese’s flesh and her jeans, while the other curled into her hair.
The one in her pants traveled down the crack of her ass and buried straight into her sopping wet channel, effectively making my dick harder than it’d ever been before.
“So you’re telling me muscle cars turn you on?” I clarified, lips hovering over hers.
She nodded, eyes expressing everything she felt with that one look.
I grinned and shifted until I was laying on my back with her on top of me.
“Take your pants off,” I demanded.
She scrambled to do my bidding, doing her best in the small space provided.
She succeeded, though, and it wasn’t long before she was straddling me again.
I’d taken the time to work my cock out of my pants, holding it at the base.
She lined up the entrance of her pussy with the fat head of my cock and slowly sank down, engulfing me in white hot fire.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
She grinned and lifted up until just the tip was inside before she sank back down.
My hands squeezed her hips, trying my hardest not to take control like I was known to do.
I knew she liked being on top, but my control was always shot when it came to her, which was why she never stayed in charge for long.
“You fill me up like a dream,” she gasped, looking down at where my flesh filled hers.
I bit my lip, lifting her hips, allowing myself to watch as my dick withdrew from her flesh, gleaming with her wetness.
I thrust upward slowly, pulling her down onto me, taking over.
She grinned, throwing her head back as she let me move her how I wanted her.
It wasn’t fast. It was slow.
I was making love to her.
Showing her how we could be. How we were.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said, stopping fully imbedded inside of her.
She tilted her head down to stare into my eyes, hair falling over her shoulders and said, “I love you, Luke.”
My eyes closed and I curled up, capturing her mouth with mine.
She started circling her hips, not withdrawing, only writhing on top of me.
She hit a particularly good spot inside of herself, and she moved her hips back and forth, working that spot with the motion of her hips alone.
Her gasp stole my breath from my chest, and I watched her eyes glaze over as she came. Her tight sheath clamped down on my cock, pulsing slowly, languidly with her release.
I smiled into her mouth and let myself go, too.
I had no control when it came to her. All it ever took was knowing that she’d gone for my orgasm to come roaring through me.
This time, though, it was a slow, continuous pulse of a release pouring out of me and into her. My stomach tightened with each jet of my come that poured from my cock into her waiting warmth.
Growling low in my throat, I kissed her again, slow and steady. My tongue touched hers, running over the top with a slow, sensual movement.
She sucked it in, tightening her hands in my hair as the last dregs of our orgasms coursed through us.
Her eyes opened, catching mine and she smiled.
“I love you, too,” I whispered.
Her eyes closed and a lone tear trailed down her cheek.
“I don’t want to do this,” she whispered sullenly. “I don’t want to leave you. I’m so happy with you, and I just know I’ll be a miserable bitch without you.”
I hugged her tighter. “It’ll be okay, you’ll see.”
She nodded and placed her head on my shoulder. “I want to do this for the rest of the night.”
I laughed. “Inside, preferably. I have a buckle up my ass.”
She laughed softly against my shoulder. “I hadn’t realized you were into that kind of thing, but I can make accommodations.”
I pinched her butt, making her laugh harder.
Her pussy muscles clenched and unclenched on my cock, and I started rocking her on top of me.
“You’re insatiable,” she whispered, rolling her hips.
“Only for you, Reesey. Only for you,” I agreed.Chapter 27Sorry I’m late, but I didn’t want to come.
-Coffee Cup
Reese
I walked into the Taco Bell wondering what I was doing there. I’d eaten at Jason’s Deli less than thirty minutes ago. I wasn’t hungry in the least.
My shadow for today, Nico, was probably fuming that we’d stopped at another restaurant, especially when he hadn’t wanted to go to the first one. Which he’d let me know. Loudly and profusely.
I hated Tacos. I hated them with a passion.