Bliss won out and I let her work me towards an orgasm without laying my mouth on her.
Carla’s hands worked their magic fast and when I was close to coming, I opened my eyes as I stilled her hand. Bending so my mouth was near her ear, I ordered, “Undo your pants and slide your fingers through your pussy. I need to see how wet you are for me.”
The moan that fell from her lips told me how turned on she was, and I loved the way her hands worked fast to obey me. My gaze dropped and I greedily tracked her fingers as they glided through her wetness.
When her eyes found mine, she murmured, “Do you want to taste me?”
Fuck, yes, I want to taste you.
I held her gaze as I reached for her hand. Holding it in front of my mouth, I ran my tongue along her finger before sucking it into my mouth. Having her on my tongue only caused my dick to harden more. I focused on breathing through the desire to sink myself deep inside her.
All in good time.
As I let her finger slide out of my mouth, she said, “I guess that was a yes.” Her sass upped my need to get inside her and I fought to control myself.
Spinning her around so she faced the wall, I ground my dick against her ass, and growled into her ear, “That was a hell fuckin’ yes. And for the record, one taste wasn’t enough. If we weren’t standing on the side of the highway, in the dark of night, with trucks flying past us, I’d lay you out and spend hours eating you. Putting you on the back of my bike for this many hours, with your pussy against my ass was not the best move I’ve ever made. Seven hours of that and all I can fuckin’ think about is getting inside of you.”
Her body sagged against the wall and she moaned again. “I want you to fuck me on your bike.”
I reached into my back pocket for my wallet and grabbed a condom. When I had it in place, I pushed her jeans and panties down. “Not this time. My dick will fuckin’ disown me if I wait any longer.”
She grumbled something under her breath that I didn’t quite catch, but I ignored that while I slid one hand around her waist to hold her in place while my other hand positioned her, getting her ready for me.
As I pushed inside, her sweet cunt welcomed me and I knew this was going to be a quick fuck. My ability to control my orgasms was put to the test by Carla. When I was inside her, all I could think about was how fucking good it felt to have her pussy around my dick. Any attempt at slowing my release was futile. It was as if my brain short-circuited and the connection between my mind and my dick was cut. All that was important was fucking her senseless and experiencing the pleasure I’d only ever known with her.
“Fuck… Havoc, I’m going to come…” She had one hand pressed against the wall while her other hand reached up and gripped onto my neck, pulling my face down to nuzzle against her neck. She was working as hard as I was for her orgasm. The sounds of our bodies and grunts were drowned out by the noise from the highway, and when she came, her cries of pleasure bled into the night, only to be heard by me.
I grasped her as I came, growling her name as it coursed through my body. She gripped my neck tighter, her fingers digging in hard. Just the way I liked it. Our breaths were coming fast, and we didn’t move for a couple of minutes while we came down from the high.
When I eventually pulled out of her, she turned and found my gaze. “That was good, but it would have been better on your bike.”
I watched as she bent to pull her panties and jeans up. “Babe, I don’t need to fuck you on a bike to make it good.” Her eyes found mine again as she did her jeans up, and at the raise of her brows, I stepped closer and moved her hand away from her button. I undid her zip and slid my hand inside her panties. When my finger moved over her clit and through her wet pussy, I growled, “Does that feel good?”
Her eyelids fluttered closed and she bit her lip, but she didn’t answer me.
I moved my free hand to her ass and gripped her hard while pushing two fingers inside her. Lowering my face to hers, I caught her lips in a bruising kiss. Carla loved rough as much as I did. Her body melted against mine and a low moan fell from her lips.
“Answer me,” I demanded. “Does that feel good?”
Her eyes opened and she nodded. Placing a hand on my chest, she gave me what I wanted. “Yes.”
My fingers moved inside her, finding a rhythm that her pussy loved. I’d thought she was wet already, but her arousal intensified as I pushed deeper and harder. I kissed her again and lightly bit her lip as I ended the kiss. “I’ll fuck you on my bike when I decide.” As her mouth opened to say something, I shook my head. “This is non-negotiable. You don’t like it, I can drop you at a bus stop and you can go back to Brisbane.”