Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Jolene! So fuckin’ good!”
“Need to fuck you, Styx,” I whimpered.
“I know baby,” he bit out between licks. “Need you too.” Lick. Slurp. He groaned between every suck almost as loudly as I did. “God! You’re so fuckin’ wet!” He slipped his fingers inside me, curling them to rub against the sweet spot inside me. The instant he did, I came in a hard, wet rush. I screamed, my lower body contracting with my orgasm. The stupid alarm chose that moment to trill again, and I groaned my frustration. Styx chuckled as he pulled his fingers from my weeping cunt to lick them clean and make eye contact with the road as well as steadying the steering wheel.
Fuck this shit.
While Styx was distracted with his driving -- funny! -- I slipped one leg over his lap and settled myself on top of him.
“Jolene…”
“Need you inside me.”
“But…”
“Please, Styx.” I was working to get his cock out of his jeans. When it sprang free, we both groaned. With me between him and the windshield, he had to look over my shoulder to look at the road so the truck would stop its stupid alarm.
“Get me inside you, baby. Then lay your head on my shoulder so I can see the road. You’ll have to do most of the work.”
“Don’t care.” I whimpered. “Just need to fuck you. Need your cum inside me.”
“Son of a bitch,” he gasped as the head of his cock kissed the opening of my pussy. “Put it in, baby. Get me the fuck inside you.”
It didn’t take me long to comply. When I sank down fully on top of him, another orgasm hit me, and I threw my head back and cried out as my pussy squeezed his dick.
“Goddamn! Jolene! Fuck!” One of his big hands gripped my ass, holding me still. “Don’t you fuckin’ move, girl! Not one fuckin’ inch!”
“Styx,” I whimpered, trying to rock my hips on him no matter his warning. “Need your cum in me.”
“You’re such a hot little thing.” Styx said as he fisted my hair and brought me down for a kiss. I let him have what he wanted. His tongue carried my taste with it, and I moaned, loving our mingled tastes and scents. “Gonna give it to you, babe. All my cum. Deep in your hot little pussy.” He urged me to move on him, so I rocked back and forth until I found a fast but steady rhythm.
Styx shouted, lifting his head and letting it fall back onto the seat. “Fuck! That feels fuckin’ good!”
“Yes,” I whimpered, kissing him again and fucking him as hard as I could. Styx wrapped his arms around me, keeping my head out of his line of sight. Just like he’d told me, my head was on his shoulder, and I just fucked him. It didn’t take long before he gripped my ass in both hands, directing my movements, using me to fuck him the way he needed. “You ready, baby? Ready for me to come?”
“Yes!” My whisper was more like a demanding hiss. I needed this so much. Needed him. Styx.
“Then take it!” He roared, his hips surging up to fuck me the last few strokes as he came. His cum was hot. Scalding. Like a brand deep inside me I couldn’t get enough of. “Fuckin’ take it!” His orgasm, the feel of his seed inside me, triggered my own orgasm. I cried out, milking his cock for every last drop.
I collapsed on top of Styx, my naked body draped over his fully clothed one. He kept one hand firmly around me, holding me to him. I assumed the other one was back on the wheel.
“I love you so much, Styx,” I whimpered. I hadn’t really meant to say it, but there was really no way he didn’t know. And if he didn’t, I wanted him to.
He sighed, hugging me tighter. “I know you do, baby. I love you, too. You good?”
“Yeah.” The single word was drawn out on a sigh. I didn’t want to move, but the air conditioning was chilling my bare skin. “I’m afraid I made a mess on you, though.”
“Honey, it was me who made the mess. And I ain’t worried about it.”
Tentatively, I moved, knowing I needed to move back to my seat. “That probably wasn’t the safest idea, huh?”
Styx barked a laugh, tightening his hold on me. He even let go of the wheel to wrap his other arm around me. “No. Can’t say it was. Or that I would recommend it to anyone else.” He fisted a hand in my hair to pull my head back and tilt my face up for a kiss. “Can’t say I won’t repeat it, either.”
With a happy sigh, I maneuvered off Styx and back to my side of the truck. Thankfully, there was a box of tissues in the back seat. I cleaned myself and disposed of the tissue in a plastic sack used to contain trash over the long ride. Now that the adventure was over, I felt a little foolish.