“Goddamn, Kas. I’m going to get off just rubbing against you like this.” He sucked the skin between my breasts, marking me before moving to the other nipple. “You make me so hard, baby. I can’t think straight when you let me touch you like this.”
“I want you so bad, Gray,” I whimpered. “Please, make me come.”
“Shit,” he bit out and rubbed my clit faster with his thumb, letting his middle finger thrust into me a little deeper. “That sweet pussy is sucking my finger so hard. Does it want my cock, Kassa? Do you want me to fill up this perfect little pussy?”
“Yes. Oh, God. Please, Gray.”
“I need to see you,” he muttered and pulled his hand free.
I whimpered at the loss of his touch, but he was already pushing my jeans and my panties down my hips. I didn’t know how he got my jeans off in the small confines of the front seat of my car, but in the next moment, they were gone. With my jeans and my panties gone and my top pulled down to show off my breasts for him, I was almost completely naked.
He had a mesmerized look on his face as he traced his fingertips over my flat stomach and down to my pussy. With his index and middle finger of one hand, he spread my pussy lips and just looked at me for a long moment, his tongue licking over his lips as he exposed more of me.
The thumb of his other hand traced over my clit, making me gasp and arch my hips in search of more, but he didn’t linger. His hand lifted and he sucked the thumb he had just touched me with into his mouth. My mouth dropped open as he trapped my gaze with his and sucked off every trace of my juices from his skin.
Then, with another growl, his hand was back on my pussy, his fingers thrusting into me as he rubbed my clit hard with his thumb.
Lower, he was working on his zipper, but I didn’t realize his cock was free until the hot, velvet-covered steel shaft brushed over my inner thigh. I looked down and nearly came all over him when I saw how huge he was. His free hand pushed my thighs further apart before placing his long girth right up against my slit.
He was so long. His balls rested against my ass and the tip went past my belly button. I was the one mesmerized now as I brushed my fingers over the tip, coating the tips in his pre-come. His breathing was ragged as he rubbed his shaft back and forward between my lips.
“I’m not going to fuck you, Kassa,” he gritted out between clenched teeth, “but we both need this. Let me get you off, baby. Let me see your pussy gush for me as you rub it up and down my cock.”
My throat was locked, no sound able to come out, but we didn’t need words. I grasped his shoulders for balance as I moved my hips up and down along his straining length. The huge, mushroomed head teased over my clit when I reached the top then slid back down. With one hand, I pressed the flat of my palm to his length, holding it against me so he could free his hands and help me move my hips as both of our needs burned like an inferno and we became frantic to come.
When my inner walls started contracting, I knew that it was game over for me, but I didn’t stop. My head fell back onto my shoulders and he buried his face between my breasts again, marking me once more. His fingers bit into my hips, increasing my pace until the car was actually rocking back and forth from the force of it.
“Kassa…” he panted. “I’m gonna come, baby.”
Those words triggered my release. My eyes shut tight, as if to keep my brain from exploding as I screamed from the force of the pleasure. I felt something rush through me and pour out of my pussy, flooding his cock. Gray said something I couldn’t hear over the blood rushing through my ears, but it sounded wild, as if he were possessed.
It was a long time later before either of us could catch our breaths again. His fingers stroked soothingly up and down my back as I pillowed my head on his shoulder, my arms languidly between us. Our skin felt cool and damp to the touch, and the car smelled like sex, but I was at peace.
“I’m so sorry, Kas,” Gray whispered as he pressed his lips to my temple.
Somehow, I had known he would say that. A part of my brain had been waiting for those words to leave his mouth, but my heart wasn’t ready to hear them.
“W-why are you sorry?” I whispered back.
“I lost my head and things went too far.” He kissed my cheek and then the corner of my mouth.
Between us, I could feel his cock starting to stir again, and my body was waking up, ready for more fun. With fingers that shook, he tender
ly grasped my shoulders and carefully pulled me back. His eyes lingered on my chest as he adjusted my halter top so that it was back in place, my breasts safely out of sight. But my lower body was still very much bare and covered in the proof of his own release. His nostrils flared when he saw the thick, creamy liquid on my thighs.
“Fuck,” he groaned and closed his eyes. “Kas, I need you to go in the house.”
“Not until we talk about this.” I tried to make my voice commanding, but it quivered with the rejection I was feeling. The way he was acting was making me feel dirty, as if what we had just done were something I should have been ashamed of when, only a few moments ago, I was feeling like I could conquer the world.
“Baby, Alicia is going to be home any minute and we can’t let her see you like that.” He raked his hands through his hair and glared up at the car’s ceiling. “I’m so fucking sorry,” he repeated for the second time.
Tears burned my eyes, and with a whimper that had nothing to do with the pleasure we had just shared, I grabbed my things and made a run for it. I didn’t look back as I unlocked the door and ran up to my room. My door slammed behind me and I locked it before going into the bathroom and turning the shower on.
Tears poured down my face, mixing with the spray of the shower as I rinsed off all evidence of what I had thought was one of the most amazing moments of my life. Now, it seemed tainted.
I washed my hair and scrubbed my body from head to toe while my shoulders shook from the force of my sobs. When the water began to run cold, I turned the water off and wrapped a towel around myself. I didn’t bother to dry myself and avoided looking in the mirror as I wrapped another towel around my hair and then went back into the bedroom.
I felt drained, physically and emotionally exhausted. After climbing into bed, I pulled the covers up over me and closed my eyes, wishing that this day had never happened.