“I think someone likes being ordered around.” He covered her lips and plunged his tongue deeply inside of her mouth. He explored her thoroughly until he felt the light shove against his back. Lucas was getting him back on track.
Drake lifted her into the backseat and climbed right in over her body, causing her to lie down flat across the leather seats. He caressed her thighs, pushing the material of her skirt to her waist.
“I love the color pink,” he told her as his eyes zeroed in on the pink, lace, see-through panties she wore. He heard the door close, the engine start and the truck begin to move.
“These are in the way of dessert.”
Her eyes glistened with desire. He nearly lost all control as Diane gripped the small material and pulled it off her and tossed it to the front seat onto Mark who was driving.
“Diane,” Mark reprimanded with teeth clenched.
Diane smirked at Drake, giving him a wink, the little minx.
He pressed his palms up her thighs and brought his thumbs to her cunt and pressed against her wet pussy lips.
“Oh, baby, you’re nice and wet, and ready for my cock, aren’t you?” he teased.
She nodded her head. He couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t wait to have her. Drake lifted up and undid his belt buckle. He pulled down the zipper and watched Diane spread her thighs wider and then pressed her fingers over her cunt. “Fuck.” He stood up only to bang his head on the inside interior of the roof of the truck. She chuckled, and he clenched his teeth.
“Oh, I’m not going easy on you. I’m taking you hard and fast, baby.” He pulled one leg out of his jeans, nearly falling forward onto her as Mark swerved the truck.
“I need you, Drake,” she whispered. He pulled her closer, aligned his cock with her pussy, and thrust into her to the hilt. They both moaned. He felt that instant, powerful, deep connection that only being inside of Diane gave him. He gripped her hips, raised her legs, and thrust in and out of her channel.
“Yes, oh God, Drake, more, more,” she chanted. He lost all focus, all comprehension of where they were.
“Fucking drive faster, Mark,” Lucas scolded his brother as Drake stroked Diane’s cunt over and over again. He pressed his hands to her ass cheeks, spread them wider, massaged them with every in-and-out thrust of his hips.
“You’re ours, baby. We’re going to take the next five days to show you how much we need you and what you mean to us so no other fucking guy can ever take you away from us,” he told her then suckled against her neck.
“Oh, Drake!” She screamed her release and bucked beneath him. He thrust two more times and growled against her shoulder as he shot his seed into her channel. Drake squeezed her tight and enjoyed the aftermath of their lovemaking until the truck came to an abrupt halt. He heard the doors slam as he tried looking into Diane’s eyes in the darkness of the truck.
“I love you, baby. Know that always.” He kissed her lips and she hugged his head to her chest.
* * * *
Lucas watched his brother Drake climb up off of Diane and out of the truck nearly losing his balance. He grabbed onto him.
“Fuck, I’m dizzy. She’s incredible,” Drake stated, and then stepped to the side, not even bothering to pull up his pants that hung to the ankle on one leg.
Lucas opened his arms to Diane. “Come to me, baby,” he whispered. She lifted up, her beautiful hair was all a mess from the wild bout of lovemaking in the backseat of their truck. His view o
f the backseat of the truck was forever altered in his mind. In fact, he may just have to make love to her in there, too.
He lifted her up into his arms, and she straddled his waist. His hands covered her bare ass as he rubbed his face slowly between her abundant breasts. The feel of her hands gripping his hair and head made his dick hard and his need to have her greater.
“Let’s get inside,” Mark stated firmly as Lucas felt Diane’s fingers trying to undo his jeans.
“You want it badly don’t you?” Lucas asked her as he pulled back to look into her eyes. Her blouse was opened wider, revealing the deep cleavage of her breasts. She was breathing funny and holding his gaze.
“Take me now,” she whispered, yet even in the moonlit night he could see her cheeks blush. She was shy and trying to be so assertive.
“Fuck it,” Lucas stated and then reached underneath him to undo his jeans as he pressed Diane against the truck.
She started suckling his neck and thrusting her wet pussy down against his hands. He could feel the wetness against his knuckles as he fumbled with the zipper.
“Oh shit.” He growled and then pressed his jeans down and adjusted his stance.
“Open for me,” he told her as he attacked her neck with his tongue and teeth while pressing his cock to her pussy.