***August***
Reagan’svoicewasbreathy as she answered me. “Yes?”
“Come here.”
She jerked towards me even as I dragged her forward by her leg. I told myself to slow down and relax even as I yanked her into my lap and honked the horn with her ass. I crashed my mouth against hers in a graceless kiss that was more hunger than finesse. Our teeth bumped together as we both tried to get even deeper in the kiss. She nipped my lip and apologized, I knocked my forehead against hers and tried to apologize, too, but I was too busy sucking her tongue into my mouth.
Reagan twisted until her knees hit the seat on either side of my thighs and our cores lined up perfectly. Already hard, she broke our kiss as she rocked against my dick feverishly. Her broken moan nearly killed me.
I kissed her neck, biting and sucking all the way down her chest until I got to her tank top. Cupping her tits and pushing them up, I buried my face in her cleavage and growled. She smelled fucking delicious.
Dragging her top down roughly, I swore as her pretty pink nipples were exposed. Ducking my head, I sucked one and then the other into my mouth. I sucked until she whimpered and rocked harder, her fists balled in my hair.
Reagan gasped as a car flew by but never stopped rocking, searching out her orgasm. “S-speeding.”
I reached between us and forced my hand into her jeans. Cupping her sex and finding it soaked, I wasted no time in thrusting two fingers into her tight pussy. “Fucking.”
She swore my name and dragged my mouth back to hers. The kiss was less bumpy but just as hungry. We were racing towards the end, but I knew it wouldn’t be our last time. I’d be slow later. She rode my fingers and cried out against my mouth as I added a third finger.
“That’s it, Rea. Let me stretch this sweet little pussy. Can you take another?” I growled against her ear, lost in a decade of desire. “You know I’m not small. I need you ready. This angle is going to make you take me even deeper.”
She nodded roughly, her fists so tight in my hair that I counted on being bald when we were done, but I didn’t give a fuck. “Another, please.”
I worked my thumb over her clit as I added my last finger and curled them in. She was tight, but she dripped with her need, so I pushed into her without much resistance. Her moans and cries urged me on, driving me to fuck her senseless. I didn’t care where we were or who might see us. I was lost in the sound of her pleasure.
“Ride my fingers, baby. Let me in. Show me that you can handle me.” I cupped her breast and sucked her nipple again, harder than before, feeling the answering pulse in her walls.
Reagan shook violently and screamed as she had her first orgasm, her body clenching down on my fingers hard, fluttering in time with her heartbeat. “August, please. I want you in me. I need you in me.”
In a frenzy, I lifted her and we worked together to get her jeans off and my pants undone enough to get my dick out. She tore at my uniform top, popping a few buttons off before I gave up and just ripped the rest of them off so I could give her what she wanted. Her tank top was thrown off and my undershirt followed. Then, finally, I lined our bodies up and Raegan sank down onto my rock-hard cock, taking it all into her tight heat.
I dropped my head back and growled as her walls squeezed me. The feeling was beyond heaven. She leaned forward, pressing her naked chest to mine, and let out the sexiest moan.
“August, so good. Feels so good.” She raked her teeth over my shoulder and then ran her tongue up my neck until her mouth was on my ear. “There’s been no one else who feels like you.”
I gripped her ass tight and bared my teeth as she lifted her head to look at me. She was speaking to every animalistic part of me. “Say it again.”
She gasped when I lifted her until just my tip was still inside. “There’s never been anyone else who feels like you. You’re so big. I love your cock.”
I yanked her back down, filling her fast and hard, making her scream out. Her words spurred me on, demanding that I give her everything. I wanted to ruin her for anyone else, make her come back to me alone for her orgasms. In that moment, I was crazed enough to want to fuck her so wildly that she’d walk with a me-sized limp to her walk. I set a brutal pace, dragging her up and down my dick harder and faster.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as her head fell back and she thrust her tits into my face. I devoured them as I fucked her like I’d never fucked anyone. My knuckles slammed against the steering wheel, her head knocked against the ceiling every few thrusts, and I was sure I was bleeding from her nails, but I couldn’t stop. Her screams of pleasure and demands that I never stop wouldn’t allow it.
I felt my balls tighten and my spine tingle and knew I was close. Thankfully, Reagan went off like a fucking rocket, screaming my name, just before I lost all control and slammed my release into her perfect pussy.
I dragged her mouth down to mine and kissed her languidly after coming harder than I’d ever come with anyone else in my life. It was different with her. I explored her mouth and took my time tasting her while we both caught our breath and slowly came back down to earth.
Reagan dropped her head to my shoulder after a while and sighed when I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. “Well, color me surprised by the way this day is ending.”
I chuckled and watched a car fly by. “I’ve had hope since seeing that you were back in town, but I’m a little surprised myself. I’m pretty sure you were yelling at me a few minutes ago.”
She groaned and sat back enough to look me in the eye. Her teeth sank into her lip as she shifted. “I was going to apologize, but I’m not sure I can have a conversation while you’re still in me. Pretty sure you’re big enough to hit something important in my brain.”
“Do you have to go?”
My question seemed to catch her off guard. Her eyes dropped to where my dick was still hard inside her. When she spoke again, her voice was lower. “I guess I could stay for a bit longer.”
I realized the overhead light was still on for the first time and slapped it off before dropping my seat back. Pulling Reagan down on top of me, I brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her bruised lips. “You were saying something about apologizing.”
She sat back up and braced her hands on my chest, most of her face lost in the dark. I could make out her smile as she rolled her hips against me, though. “I can apologize, or I can do this. Your choice.”
I leaned up and took her mouth in a heated kiss before stretching out again and letting her work. “Apologies are overrated.”
By the time I walked Reagan back to her car that night, she was indeed walking with a me-sized limp and was covered in the evidence of our sex. I’d pulled my least effective shift ever but felt like a superhero when I clocked out and went home.