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Drawing back, I shift in the seat, facing him. His eyes are frantic, wild with desire. His white dress shirt’s open at the top, revealing his toned chest, his loose tie around his neck. He goes to remove it, knowing where this is going, but I shake my head, lifting my hand to stop him. “Leave it.”
I don’t waste much time as I take the jersey off, revealing my new lacy black bra cupping my overly full breasts, giving me cleavage worthy of aPlayboymagazine.
Leaning across the center console, I kiss him once more, my tongue sneaking past his lips, my hands working on his belt, each clank of the buckle heard over our heavy breathing. Leo, stunned at first, eagerly yanks me forward, his hands on my face. “That’s sexy, but I prefer you naked.”
When I have his pants undone, I pull out his hard cock, keeping my mouth on his. He groans, his hands all over me from my face to my now bare breasts and then back again to my face, deepening the kiss.
Moving away from him, I place one hand on his chest and make him sit back in the seat. “Nice goal tonight. Now let me show you a thing or two about my stick skills.”
He laughs. “By all means, show me.” Slowly, I lick the head of his cock, circling until he pushes up with his hips, eagerly wanting more. “Don’t tease me.” He groans when I use the tip of my tongue and swirl it around the head once more before sucking it inside my mouth. “I want all of it.”
It’s everything I can do to keep from gagging. His hands drop from the steering wheel to my head, cradling it in his hands.
He hardens in my mouth, ready to explode at any moment, but I keep him at bay, teasing him when I know he’s getting close by swirling my tongue around the head once again. Leo’s got pretty good control during sex, but I know he’s on the brink several times.
“I want to rip these clothes off you and fuck you on the hood of my car.” His body hunches forward, breathing heavily in my ear. “Come on. I need to be inside you.”
I keep hitting my nose on his zipper, so I draw back, but not before licking the tiny drops of precum that’ve formed. “Let’s get you naked.”
He wiggles his eyebrows at my demand. “By all means.”
I watch with rapt attention as he lifts his hips, yanking his pants down around his ankles. With my ass in the air, I lean over the console and run my hands up his bare thighs. I take a firm grasp and stroke him a couple times until he can’t take it, and lower my head.
This time I draw him deeper, trying not to gag, my eyes watering.
Leo loves blow jobs as much as the next guy, but he prefers sex. He grabs a handful of my hair, tugging gently, but enough that I look up at him. “Fuck me properly.”
When I get my jeans off—not an easy task in an Audi R8, damn near impossible—Leo has scooted the seat back enough that I can fit on his lap. Lucky for me, I’m tiny enough this can work. I imagine in a few short months, it won’t be a remote possibility.
Straddling him, I position myself as he holds his cock with his right hand for me to slide down on him, and then his eyes find mine.
He glances up at me through hooded eyes. “Condom?” he asks, but I think he’s teasing.
“I think that goal was already scored.”
“I guess you’re right, Mama.”
Mama? Oh God, why is that so hot coming from him? He pulls me down onto him, his cheek resting against my breasts as I rock against him. The groan he lets out, damn near a whimper, mirrors my own.
My hands steady on his shoulders and then the tie. Taking each silk end in my hands and using it for leverage, I bring him closer.
“Oh yeah.” He grins. “That’s fuckin’ hot.”
I arch my back against the steering wheel, and he sucks one of my nipples between his lips. I push his head back. “Nope. Don’t suck on them. They feel like they’re going to explode with pain.”
“Okay, no nipples,” he notes, lifting his hips, his eyes closing.
I bounce on him, my breasts smacking his face, his mouth all over me. It’s the elicit car fuck. Dirty, quick, and exactly what I need.
Leo knows how to light my lamp, as he would say, and reaches between us, his finger circling my clit.
“Fuck, Callie…,” he groans, a slight break in his voice capturing my attention. “I thought about you and this tight pussy all game.” He palms my breasts with his free hand, his blunt words moving over me as he rolls my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
I pull away, the pain and sensitivity too much.
“I wish my mouth was on this tight wet pussy right now.” He breathes in my ear, leaving me shaking, his voice husky and enticing. I push my hips forward, and the angle is exactly what I need. He answers my thrust with a deep groan, slamming my hips down on him again.
The heat of his mouth captures mine. Crying out again, I slip my mouth from his when I toss my head back. His mouth clamps down on my neck, open mouth kisses fluttering across my collarbone and lower, back to my breasts. “That’s it, baby… come for me. Show me how much youneededthis too.”