Leaning up, I kiss him, but it feels more like a peck as he’s more focused on taking my shorts off than making out. I try and kiss him again, but his head’s cast down, his fingers fumbling with my shorts.
Giving up on kissing him, I lay back on the seat as he slips my shorts off. Our eyes meet when he finds my black panties, and I anxiously bite my bottom lip. Grinning, he slips a finger under the lacey material, and both of our lips part when he touches my wetness. My heart thuds in my chest, our eyes locked as he feels what he does to me.
“That’s what I want.” His voice husky, his finger backs away from my core and out from under the material, letting the elastic slap against my skin.
He hovers over me, and I think he’s going to kiss me but his hand reaches out from beside him and he opens the glove box, a small glowing bulb showcasing a gun and papers.
“Shit! I don’t have a condom.” A look of disappointment pulls at his handsome face and dread knots my stomach.
I’m so worked up, I want more. I don’t want this to end. Resting my palm on my forehead, I blow out an irritated breath.
“I mean, I can just pull out. I’ve done it before.”
Dropping my hand from my face, I roll my lips onto one another, debating whether or not to do it. It’s still risky, but I know a lot of girls that have done it and been fine.
“I’ll pull out,” he repeats, desperation in his voice telling me he wants this just as bad as I do. It’s sexy and it’s making me weak.
Looking into his eyes they seem honest and besides how does he know I don’t have any diseases or something, so he’s taking a risk too.
I’m so turned on my pussy has a pulse of its own, my brain not caring what we do as long as we do it and now, so I nod, let’s do this.
Sitting back on his knees, he pulls his jeans down just enough to get over his ass, and his hard dick springs out, the head bouncing just slightly as if it’s happy to be free from the restraint.
It’s big-ish, I’ve seen a couple of cocks from guys at the club when they get drunk and strip down, or wake up forgetting where their clothes are. I mean, Thane’s not small either though, I have no doubt this is going to hurt. He fists both sides of my underwear and pulls them down. I suck in a tight breath as he stares down at my most intimate parts. Nobody has seen me like this. I glance down, curious what he sees, and the little tuft of dark pubic hair makes my cheeks warm. Should I wax?
Crawling on top of me, he forces my thighs apart, now hovering over me as my hands raise, resting on his shoulders. Jesus, I can hear my heart beating in my ears. My body flushing with a cold sweat.
His eyes look right at me just as I feel the tip of him touch me, and then all at once, he pushes into me with one hard thrust. Wincing, my face bunches into a painful expression and I hide my face into his neck. I wasn’t expecting him to do it so fast. He fills me, stretching me farther than I’ve ever been before. It burns with so much pressure I can’t help but gasp.
“Jesus,” he grunts, his hand slides over the side of my thigh and his fingers dig into the soft skin as he drives into me over and over again, his eyes closed, his face contorting into a smooth expression of pleasure with his lips parted just so.
I bite my lip and decide to close my eyes and focus on what feels good at the moment along with the sexy citrus smell all around me. He reaches up my shirt and grabs my left tit, pulling the cup of my bra down, he gently twists the nipple between this thumb and finger. I don’t know why, but it turns me on even more, making me even more wet and relaxed. Mmm, there we go. Now it’s starting to feel good. Little bits of arousal pulsate between my legs and I start to enjoy the sex part of it.
Opening my mouth, a little moan escapes, and Thane’s body jerks, his hips tensing. My eyes snap open, and I watch his face contort into clenched eyes, a gaping mouth, and a jerky movement. Placing one hand on the seat, he pushes himself off me and his dick quickly pulls out of me. Both our eyes cast down as we watch as he comes into one of his palms, the mess slipping down his hand and onto my thigh. He exhales a large breath, and he slumps back into his seat just behind the steering wheel. His dick stands at attention, throbbing like it has its own heartbeat.