He brought his thumb over my clitoris and began to rub softly as his finger moved in and out of my soaking *. I could feel tension growing in my stomach and starting to move down to my core. When he hooked his finger just inside my wall and pressed on the same spot he had earlier, I let out a sound I didn’t even know I had in me. The pressure was mounting and I wanted to come so badly, but I knew I couldn’t. He was right. I needed his cock. I needed him to give me his full, powerful cock before I orgasmed.
Before I had time to beg him to put himself inside me, he flipped me over so my face was pressed against the hood of the car and I felt him lift my backside up and spread my legs wide.
Then he entered me.
I couldn’t understand it, but as he edged himself inside me from behind, I could feel him go deeper than he had earlier. It was like his cock had grown since that afternoon. He had nearly ripped me open before, but it was no less of a shock when he filled me this time. He slowly pulled out and I gasped in relief, placing my forehead down on the cool hood of the car. As he pushed into me again, he put all of himself inside. I felt a scream escape my lips that I was sure could be heard by the entire town.
He was filling me completely and I desperately moved my hands across the car, struggling to find anything to hold onto, to steady myself as he started to plunge quicker and deeper. He thrust himself into me and then back out again, over and over, like an animal pounding its prey. I was completely at his mercy. Each thrust brought a new level of pure ecstasy as he opened me up wider each time. It wasn’t painful. Every time, my * opened further for him, and every time, I cried out for more. I couldn’t control myself. The way my body was spread across the car, the sounds that poured out of my mouth. I reached back and put my hands on Hunter’s hard thighs so I could feel him moving back and forth. I tried to pull him further into me, hoping he would take me to new heights again. And he did. Over and over.
“Holy fucking shit, Kelly. You feel so fucking good,” Hunter panted from behind me.
Hearing his voice only made everything I was feeling intensify. Every sensation and burst of warm, electric bliss as he plunged into me was made more extreme just knowing that he was the one behind me, sending me into such a frenzy.
I felt his hands slam down on my ass and he squeezed with all his might as he pushed his cock harder into me. I lifted my head up and threw my hands on the windshield again, trying to steady myself, but felt them slip down to the bottom. I finally grabbed hold of a windshield wiper and gripped it tight as we moved in perfect time with each other. I lowered and raised my hips, grinding into him with every pump of his massive, pulsing cock. I heard him groan harder with every movement. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I thought I was going to black out and bit down on my lip to keep myself in the moment.
Suddenly, I felt his hand on the back of my head, wrapping itself in my hair, and he pulled me up onto my knees. I heard a moaning by my ear and realized we were cheek to cheek. I reached over my head and behind me, trying to dig my fingers into the back of his neck and realized I hadn’t let go of the windshield wiper. I’d torn it from the car when he pulled me back. It fell to the hood and Hunter grabbed it and threw it across the garage in one furious swipe of his massive hand. He kept his left hand in my hair and with every thrust he pulled my head back so I was left screaming at the ceiling in ecstasy.
“Hunter. Baby. I need to come. Please. Can I come, baby?”
I could barely gasp out the words and wasn’t entirely sure whether I had even spoken.
“Your fucking * feels so good, Kelly. I’m going to fill you with my come. Do you want me inside you, baby?”
As he pumped harder and deeper into me, I could feel myself getting weaker, but every time I dropped my head, his hand pulled it right back next to his.
He moved his one arm from my hair to around my throat and turned my head so that I was looking right into his face. He was leaning over my shoulder from behind, his face just an inch from mine, and I struggled to focus on his eyes. I was looking into those fiery eyes as he furiously fucked me. His other hand dropped from around my abdomen and reached around me, rubbing small circles on and around my clitoris.
I cried out as if we were the only people on the planet. I could hear the sounds of my screams mix with the sound of his grunting thrusts, echoing together and filling the garage.
“Hunter, yes. Please baby, can I come?”
I needed to let all this pleasure pour out of me, but like before, I couldn’t allow myself to do it unless he said it was time. I have no idea why. I just couldn’t bring myself fully to the climax I wanted and needed so badly without his permission. He was in control of my body. He’d taken that control from me without ever asking for it. He could do with that power whatever he wanted.
I shut my eyes tight, trying to focus on every beautiful and piercing shot of electricity that moved from my core to every corner of my body. Finally, he spoke after what seemed like an eternity.