She didn’t want to play anymore. She wanted her mouth on him. Some part of her knew she was being crazy, she barely knew him, but he made her that way. She’d never met anyone with such animalistic sexuality. Everything about him called to her. She wet her lips again, tugged at her seat belt to give herself room, realized it wasn’t going to work and undid it. She was a rule follower and that gave her a thrill. She never did anything like this, and right now, having him in her mouth was all she could think of.
She pushed down his underwear, shorts made of the same material as his suit. His cock sprang free and her breath caught in her throat. He was beautiful. A little intimidating. She wasn’t certain how much of him she could take, but she wanted to try. She wanted to claim every delicious inch of him.
She didn’t think about anything else but the way her body was on fire and the fact that he wanted her so much. She didn’t care where they were, only that she wanted to keep feeling the way she was. It didn’t allow for anything else to slip in and freak her out. She couldn’t take much more going wrong. For just these next few minutes, her mind and body would be solely occupied with hot, perfect sex.
Sasha licked up his shaft, wanting to feel him, get to know his cock intimately. She liked how hot he was, how heavy he felt. His heartbeat throbbed through the long vein. His girth was a little intimidating, but it was part of the challenge. She tasted the pearly drops leaking and thought of his taste as an aphrodisiac. A little salty, but mostly the same addicting spice as his skin when she licked at it.
She used one hand to stabilize herself in the moving car, the other fisted him at the base and she licked around him, getting him wet. Very wet. Very slowly she began to take him into her mouth, sucking on the velvet head, her tongue running under the crown, flicking and teasing that sweet little spot that made his body shudder. She smiled, knowing she was getting to him in spite of his steady driving.
Giovanni wanted to pull over and savor the feel of her hot, moist mouth surrounding him like a tight fist. So scorching hot. She sucked at him hard, then released him and changed the tempo. She was humming, a soft little tune that was muffled by the hard cock in her mouth, but that melody vibrated through him, sending shock waves to his groin.
He’d never felt anything like it in his life. He couldn’t help but drop one hand to her head, holding her there, not wanting it to stop, even when they came to a red light and anyone might see into the car. He didn’t want her aware of where they were in the city. He wanted her mouth on him, sucking hard, running up and down his shaft, taking him deep, so deep he touched her throat, and then she was swirling her tongue around his shaft and teasing the underside of the crown as she came up for air. Every movement sent hot pleasure swamping his body in waves.
She obviously enjoyed what she was doing, moving on him, her fingers dancing over his balls, rolling gently, squeezing, sliding back up to fist his cock, all the while her mouth sliding or sucking or her tongue fluttering and dancing. She never stopped and there was no way to get his balance, or maintain his control, not when he had to keep part of his mind on driving. He was extremely disciplined. He’d been taught at an early age to be disciplined. She was sucking that out of him every time she took him deep.
It took everything in him not to force her head down on him, so that she swallowed him whole. There was a strange roaring in his head. Thunder crashed in his ears. His body tightened. He hadn’t lasted long at all. His balls drew tight, his seed boiling hot, ready to erupt. He knew he had to warn her he wasn’t going to be able to stop. He had to make it to the next stoplight before he did. He couldn’t let a release burst so ferociously out of him while driving in traffic.
He tried to tap her head, even as he wrapped her hair around his fist and held her down. He thought he heard her laugh, but it came out muffled, and the vibrations sent shock waves through his shaft. The next light was green, and he let her breathe. “Baby, I’m going to blow.” He managed to get the words out. Even as he said them, his hand was already applying a little pressure, desperate to feel her mouth again.
She licked at the crown and then swallowed him down. This time the squeezing around his shaft was tremendous. Almost a vise. He felt his cock pulse. Jerk. The light went yellow and he slowed the vehicle, wanting to roar his happiness at something that ordinarily would have annoyed him. The moment the car halted, he closed his eyes because his vision was blurred, colors bursting behind his eyes. He savored the way the pleasure seemed to sweep up his legs, swirl in his balls, rocketing through his shaft until his cock jerked and pulsed, blasting hot seed right down her throat.
It was ecstasy. In a fucking car. Ecstasy. He couldn’t breathe it was so good. He didn’t realize at first that he had thrown his head back and shouted to the night, roaring right along with his cock. His hand was fisted in her hair, holding her there while she drank him down. It took effort to force his fingers to let go of the handful of hair. When he did, she came up for air and then began to lick at him, cleaning him off to ensure no drop touched his clothes.
When he could think, he glanced around and saw the truck next to him, the driver staring down at the back of Sasha’s head in his lap. He shielded her with one hand, making certain she didn’t sit up, so the driver couldn’t see her face. In that moment, he knew for certain that Sasha was the one for him. He would never have cared about a man seeing what a woman did or didn’t do. That was up to her, not him.
“Baby, don’t move until the car is going,” he cautioned when he felt her start to sit up.
She used the time to cover his cock with his shorts and then zip up his trousers. The light changed and they sped off. Sasha sat up slowly, reaching for her seat belt.
“Dio, Sasha, that was insane. Perfection. I’ve never felt quite like that.”
“Good.” She sent him a grin. “I like the way you taste.”
“That’s a good thing, because instead of an alarm waking me in the mornings, when we’re living together, I’ll be hoping that’s how you’ll wake me.”
She laughed and pulled down the mirror above the window so she could inspect her lips. The tip of her tongue touched the corner and then her finger did. “You’re big. I can’t take all of you.”
“You didn’t have to.” He reached over and took her hand. “Are you damp for me? Slick? Hot?”
She nodded. “Very much so.”
“I hate that I can’t do anything about it right now. But you could. We’re about seven minutes out. I could make a circle if you’d need more time.” He couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice. “Undo your jeans, baby. Just push them down enough to give yourself room.”
She glanced out the window. He had turned off the main road to use one of the less traveled streets. It was a little darker and only two lanes so no one could be next to them. “If I do, it’s going to make you hot all over again. We could be at this all night.”
“I’m good with that. I want you taken care of. In fact, baby, push your jeans down a little more and turn your body toward me. Put one foot up on the seat, and let your knees fall open.” The idea made him hard all over again. He wanted to see her. He liked her like this. A little wanton, unashamed of her sexuality, willing to be adventurous. He wanted to eat her up. He didn’t have the luxury of doing that when he was driving, but he could get a little taste.
“You can’t possibly …”
“I want to devour you, eat you alive, but I’ll do the next best thing.” He grinned at her, holding up his hand. He had big hands and his fingers were thick. “First you. I want to see you. Show me how you pleasure yourself.”
“I have this toy …” Her voice was wicked.
He groaned. “We’re putting that on the list. From now on, we’re carrying a toy in our cars. Maybe several of them. In fact, I think we need to go to an adult store on the way home.”