“Do good girls cheat?”
“No,” I moan.
Smack.
“No, they don’t.”
Smack.I let out a sharp cry.
“Do you want to be a good girl?”
Smack.He’s alternating between cheeks now, and I can’t stop my body from wiggling on top of him. I want more, but I don’t know of what. More spanking? More of his cock?
“Yes.”
Smack.
“Yes what, Violet?”
Smack.
“I want to be a good girl.” I feel like I’m yelling as my voice reverberates through the cab of the truck.
Smack.
“Don’t,” I gasp. He stops the spanking and instead grabs my ass cheeks in both hands, gently massaging the stinging globes.
“Don’t spank you anymore or don’t stop?” he whispers in my ear. I feel like a cat in heat, wanting everything all at once.
“I don’t know,” I admit in a whining voice. I press down hard against his trapped cock, and I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a wet spot on his pants from my juices escaping my panties.
“Pull out my cock, baby.”
I instantly move to follow his command, fiddling with his belt before finally getting it unbuckled. I make quick work of his pants and reach in to wrestle his cock free from its confines. It’s hard and hot in my hand, the tip covered in pre-cum. It looks absolutely divine, and if there was any room, I would bend down and take it in my mouth so I could taste him. Instead, I get a firm grip and slowly stroke him up and down, paying close attention to that spot just under the head that seems to drive him crazy.
While I’m concentrating on the hard cock in my hands, he’s shoved aside my panties exposing my wet pussy to him. He drags his middle finger through my moisture, letting it just glance off my clit, causing me to whimper.
“Good girls don’t get wet pussies from their spankings, baby.” He brings his finger up, and I can see it’s slick with moisture. He pops it into his mouth, sucking on it, seeming to savor my taste. The thought drives me out of my mind, and as soon as he pulls his finger from his mouth, my lips are against his. My tongue delves into his mouth, seeking every hint of my flavor that’s now mixed with his own.
“You’re definitely naughty,” he says before giving my ass another pop.
All the sensations, all the foreplay out here in the open, is too much for me. I need him inside me. Right. Now.
“Up,” he commands and I move up, balancing myself off of his lap and onto my knees. He leans back, allowing me to still keep hold of his cock. “Slide that sweet pussy down on my baby. Let me fill you up.”
I’ve never been on top before. Just the thought makes me nervous. I have no idea how to move, how to give him pleasure in that position, but I do know that he won’t let me fail at it. He knows my body, maybe better than I do, and he’ll make it good for both of us.
Grasping the base of his cock firmly, I take a second to drag the tip of his cock through my drenched folds. Dante’s closed his eyes, and it looks like he’s doing everything he can not to rush me. His hands grip my hips, and he carefully guides me down. Once his tip is notched inside of me, his eyes pop open and go to where our two bodies are joined together.
“That’s it baby, take this dick.” His words embolden me, and I sink down a little more, causing us to moan in unison. Pleasure is radiating through my body as I hold on to his shoulders to steady myself and slowly sink down, inch by excruciating inch, until he’s finally seated all the way inside me. Every time we fuck, I always feel so unbelievably full. I thought after the first time that it would eventually stop being so intense, but that hasn’t happened yet.
I worry my lip, suddenly nervous again as I say softly, “I don’t know what to do.”
He gives me a kiss before saying, “Your body knows what to do, baby. Just move and do whatever feels good.”
“I want to make sure you feel good too.”
“Believe me when I say that no matter what you do, it’s going to feel good for me.” His eyes are shining with the truth of his words, so I do a little experimental tilting of my hips. The movement makes him sink farther inside me, which I didn’t think was possible, and causes me to gasp. There’s a growl emanating from deep in his chest, and I know that he’s barely holding on. Emboldened, I circle my hips before tilting back and forth and raising up just a little on my knees before dropping back down. I let out a cry when I feel his cock rub that spot deep inside me that drives me crazy.