SMACK!
Fuck me…
SMACK!
I could feel myself getting wetter as I stared at my own reflection in the dark window of the glass. I loved when he brought this out of me…
SMACK!
“Jesus baby…”
SMACK!
My ass was on fire and yet I couldn’t bring myself to stop him.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
“Liam I can’t—”
SMACK!
I want him.
SMACK!
I fucking need him.
SMACK!
“FUCK! Please…fuck me!” Goddamn it! I gave in. Those three words were my undoing. He rolled over and I stared up at him, the pride in his face more than clear.
“Then let’s fuck, baby,” he replied. When I sat up, his cock was already standing tall and proud for me.
I didn’t wait, positioning my legs over his lap, feeling the tip of him rubbing against me, making me moan. His hands went to my waist, sinfully, slowly lowering me onto him. Reaching out to him, I unbuttoned his shirt until I could see his abs. Feeling him throb in me drove me crazy.
“There’s my girl,” he whispered, lifting my chin up—which was exactly how I’d gotten myself into this fucking position to begin with.
He watched me, lust coating his eyes as I lifted myself up then lowered back down on him. My breathing was heavy, my whole body hot.
“You’re enjoying this, you bastard…” He was putting in no effort at all, just getting off on me riding him.
“Only a madman wouldn’t,” he replied, kissing the scar on my chest.
“Says the Mad Hatter?”
He didn’t reply, instead, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and lifted my neck up. Before he could speak, I kissed him, and when I did, he slid to the edge of the seat, his grip on me tightening.
He thrust forward so hard I had to wrap my arm around him, my other hand pressed up against the ceiling. He fucked me without mercy, the whole car shaking along with us, and it still wasn’t enough for him. He flipped me back onto my back and buried himself deeper into me, our skin slapping together, the sweat on him dropping onto me as he grunted. I bloody loved it…every fuck, every moan, his tight grip on my thigh; everything was my personal heaven.
“LIAM!” I cried out, my back arching up to him.