Page 176 of Shadowed Sins: Nitro

The truck rumbles closer. Two rows over now. Headlights starting to sweep through the vines.

"Quiet," I pull back just enough to speak, my breath against her dripping pussy making her shake. "They're coming. You make a sound, they'll investigate. Find you bent over with my face buried in your cunt."

I spread her wider with my thumbs and dive back in, sucking her clit into my mouth while my tongue works her relentlessly. The position lets me go deeper, taste more, and she's flooding my mouth, so wet it's running down my chin, down her thighs.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck—" Her words dissolve into whimpers as I eat her like I'm starving, like she's my last meal. My nose pressed against her, breathing her in while my tongue circles her clit,then fucks into her hole, then back to that swollen bundle of nerves.

The truck idles one row over. Radio chatter clear in the night air. So close.

I reach around, finding her clit with my fingers while my tongue plunges inside her, and she has to bite her own forearm to stay quiet. Her thighs are shaking so hard I have to hold her up completely, one arm wrapped around her waist while I devour her.

The truck passes our row, headlights sweeping over us for a brief second—her bent over gripping the post, me on my knees with my face buried between her ass cheeks, eating her pussy from behind like a man possessed.

She explodes with a muffled scream, her cunt clenching rhythmically as she comes on my tongue. I don't stop, can't stop, working her through it until she's sobbing, trying to pull away from my mouth.

"Too much—can't—"

But I'm already standing, my cock out and angry, pressing the head against her soaked entrance.

"Feel how wet you are?" I push just the tip inside, making her whimper. Her pussy is still fluttering from her orgasm, trying to pull me deeper. "This is what being hunted does to you. What I do to you."

"Please—" Her voice breaks on the word, then she catches herself. Her hands clench on the post. "Stop teasing and fuck me already—"

There's my girl. Even destroyed, she demands.

I slam home in one thrust and we both cry out, too loud. She's so tight from this position, legs pressed together, and I can feel every ridge, every flutter of her inner walls.

The truck engine cuts off. Footsteps on gravel.

"Shit." My hand covers her mouth as I start to move, unable to stop now that I'm finally inside her. She feels like heaven, tight and wet and perfect. "They're coming this way."

The footsteps get closer. A flashlight beam sweeps through the vines. But I can't stop, won't stop, my hips driving into her with desperate need. Every thrust pushes her against the post, and she pushes back, taking me deeper.

"Your pussy loves this," I growl in her ear, feeling her clench around me. "Loves the danger. Loves that we might get caught with my cock buried inside you."

She moans against my hand, the sound vibrating through my palm.

The flashlight sweeps closer. One row over now. My balls tighten, orgasm building at the base of my spine, but I fight it off. Not yet.

"Come for me," I command, reaching around to rub her clit in tight circles. "Right now, while they're listening."

She explodes with a muffled scream, her pussy clamping down so hard I see stars. The footsteps pause just beyond the vines, close enough to hear our heavy breathing. I bite my lip hard enough to draw blood, staying still while she milks my cock with her orgasm, her walls rippling around me in waves.

The beam moves on. Footsteps retreat. The truck door slams.

I pull out, my cock protesting violently, still rock hard and dripping with her arousal, and drop to my knees behind her again.

"What are you—holy fuck!"

My tongue finds her oversensitive clit and she nearly collapses. I have to hold her up as I eat her again, tasting myself mixed with her arousal. The combination makes me groan against her pussy. She's trying to pull away, too sensitive, but I don't let her.

"One more," I demand between licks, my tongue circling her swollen clit. "Give me one more before I fuck you again."

"Can't—too much—"

But she's already climbing again, her body betraying her words. I slide two fingers inside her, curling them to find that spot while my tongue works her clit. She's so wet my fingers make obscene sounds as I fuck her with them.

The truck starts another patrol, headlights sweeping the vineyard. When the lights hit us directly, illuminating me eating her from behind while she shakes and moans, she comes again so hard her legs give out completely.