“He said to make sure as soon as the sun comes up we get to our destination.”
“Did he say who wants to kill me?”
“Nope. But he did say he hopes you are treating me right.” I wink at her and grin.
She rolls her eyes and I pull my dick out and stroke it.
Her eyes widen and she says, “You’re unbelievable.”
“I know.” I grin and pump faster. “They write songs about men like me.” I shake it at her and she shakes her head biting her bottom lip.
“Come on over. I know you wanna suck it,” I tell her.
“Fuck you, Wrecker.” Fucking hate that she won’t call me by my real name, I’ll get it out of her eventually though.
“Princess, I’m trying, but it would be better if you would get up on me and ride so I can get off faster.”
“Not on your life.”
I grab my chest and fake a heart attack. “You’re killing me, baby. Only thing that will save me is your pussy.”
“I’ll start writing your obituary then.” She grins and slips on a t-shirt before climbing onto the bed next to me, without wearing any fucking panties, but as close as she can get to the edge of the damn bed without falling off.
I pout as she turns the lamp off.
“If you touch me I swear to you, Wrecker, I will cut your dick off.”
“Point taken.” I sigh long and loud. “Sorry, buddy. It’s just you an ol’ hairy palm tonight. I tried for ya, I really did.” I shove my jeans off and get under the covers. I?
?ll respect her wishes but fuck she makes it damn hard on me. Knowing she is mere inches away with no barrier between us other than her dislike for me is pure torture.
As much as it pains me and my dick I roll over to catch some shut eye.
Chapter 12
Harlee
God, that feels amazing. I yawn and struggle to wake up. I was having the best dream. I was getting finger fucked and having the best orgasm ever. Then realization hits me. It isn’t a dream. Two fingers are sliding in and out of my pussy while another hand palms my tit, pinching my nipple. Wrecker is pressed up against me, spooning me. His big dick is pressing against the crack of my ass, begging for me to let him in. Begging for me to fuck him. Well he can hope all he wants to. It isn’t gonna happen. But that doesn’t mean I won’t let him make me cum. Why should I deny myself? I’m a big girl. I can take what I want and then walk away.
So, I lay here and let him continue what he’s doing. His fingers slide in and out repeatedly moving slow then fast. His dick moves against me, and I let him rub it between the cheeks of my ass, teasing him with my puckered hole but never allowing him entrance.
His teeth graze my shoulder.
“Goddamn, Princess, you are killing me,” he grits out as though he is in pain and I smirk.
Pushing my ass into his crotch further, I let out a moan.
His fingers circle my clit as he humps me from behind. “That’s it, wreck me, baby,” I tell him, allowing myself to really get into it. “I wanna cum so bad.” I look up at him as he stares down at me from over my shoulder. “That’s it, don’t stop.”
Wrecker rolls over top me and spreads my legs wide.
“Eat my pussy so I can cum all over your tongue, lover.”
His mouth caps over my clit and he doesn’t hold back showing his appreciation for the taste of my sweet pussy. His skillful tongue flicks my sensitive bundle of nerves as I grip the sheets in ecstasy. His fingers spread my lips and he fucks me with his tongue, lapping up my juices as I ride his face. My fingers dig into his scalp, probably drawing blood but I don’t care and I don’t think he minds either by the way his face is buried against me, nose deep, inhaling my intoxicating scent.
When he adds his fingers back to the mix and sucks on my nipple I cum hard on his hand.
Wrecker dips his head back between my thighs and sucks on my pussy getting every last drop of my essence.