Her chest was plastered to mine, fingers tangled in my hair, her ass slapping on my thighs as she bounced up and down on my cock. Rising and slamming, again and again, she went hard, fucking me back with all her might.
“That’s my girl,” I groaned. “So perfect, taking my cock so damn sweet. That’s my fucking girl.”
“I can’t get enough of it,” she breathed in my ear. “I can’t get enough of what you do to me, Lachlan. How you make me come. Only you.”
My cock swelled inside her at that proclamation. Knowing it was only me who could make her this wild. It damn sure was only Elena who drove me this far out of my mind.
“Need you to come, sweet girl. Tell me what you need to get you there.”
“Kiss me.”
I took her mouth, sweeping my tongue inside her puffy lips. Her tongue curled around mine, offering me her moans with it. We kissed hard and wet, pushing our lips together until we were locked as tightly there as we were below.
Elena slid her hand between her thighs, rubbing herself and touching where we were joined. Her fingers made aVaround my thrusting cock, giving it added friction, as if I needed anything else to drive me closer to the edge.
She’d come first. I’d hold out until she was ready. My orgasm would be unsatisfying if she didn’t get hers first.
Kissing down her jaw to her throat, I sucked on the crook of her neck. She shuddered, then trembled all over. Yeah, that was her spot. I kept sucking, gently enough not to leave a mark.
All she needed was gentle.
Her inner walls flexed and rippled around me, coating me with her slick arousal. I wasn’t ready for this to end, but I had no choice. Her body spoke to mine, commanding me to fill her, soak her with my own arousal until we were coated in each other. My arms wrapped around her, holding her to me as I rutted into her from below, fully emptying myself.
When it was over, when we were panting and limp, Elena laid her head on my shoulder and sighed. I held her there, stroking her hair and the length of her spine.
“Where are we?” she whispered.
Chuckling, I gave her butt a soft smack. “Maintenance garage. I park here sometimes. There’s rarely anyone else in here or I wouldn’t have taken the chance, no matter how desperate I was to get inside you.”
She pressed up on my shoulders. “I’m not complaining. Not even a little bit.”
Using my thumb, I traced the elegant slope of her nose and the fine arch of her brow. “Did you ever think you’d fuck a glorified janitor in his truck?”
A laugh sputtered out of her. “I did not, but I can now say I had one of the best orgasms of my life with a glorified janitor in his truck.”
I slapped her butt. “Damn right you did.”
With a squeal, she rolled off me, leaving my cock out in the cold. I tucked it away and helped her into her panties after she cleaned up with a couple tissues. Then I drove her home, like I’d been supposed to do in the first place.