Page 45 of Scrubbing In
With heavy, sultry eyes, she looks down at me. “But we are going to do something,” she softly breathes against my lips, sucking on my bottom one. With a pop, she releases it, expression changing from seductress to unsure and vulnerable. “I mean, I hope we will.”
My hands slide back to grip her tight ass, she’s so tiny that my fingers easily dip into the crease of her ass while my thumbs remain hooked around her hips. I pull her toward me, seating her firmly on my straining erection. With a snap of my hips, I’m nestled flush against her heated core, grinding the underside of my cock against her, applying pressure to her clit. Both of us moan, my eyes rolling back at the blinding pleasure that shoots through my balls.
“Whatever you want, baby, it’s yours.” Our heavy breaths steam up the windows.
Watching me intently, she slowly rolls her hips. Tipping her chin up and looking down her nose at me, she whispers, “This. I want this.”
I meet the second roll of her hips with an upward thrust. Wrapping an arm around her waist, I lean up and seal my mouth over her exhaled moan, simultaneously fumbling along the side of my seat until I find the controls so I can recline back.
She never stops rocking her hips. Her hands glide down my neck to rest on my chest. Her hair cascades around us as she leans on her extended arms, watching me like I’m going to stop her.Ha, as if I could!
Holding her hips, I take over her movement’s rhythm. “That’s it, baby. I want to see you make yourself feel good. Use me to get off.”
When her panting increases and the wrinkle between her brows furrows even more, I pull her down hard on me as I continue thrusting up.
“Are you gonna come for me?” I growl out.
Frantically nodding her head, she whines, “Yes.” With every surge and grind of our hips, her core rolls over the head of my dick, and I have to fight against my own release.
Leena’s body starts shaking, she erratically pulses her pelvis against mine, curling her chin to her chest. Moaning. “Oh. Oh, god. Julian,uuuhhhhhhh.”
I’m torn between watching her get lost in the pleasure her body is experiencing and closing my eyes to savor the orgasm threatening to tear through me. She collapses on my chest, both of us heaving. Her hot puffs of air against my neck cause me to lose it. I groan and hold her tightly to me as my cock jerks, releasing long spurts of cum.
As our breathing slows, I kiss her forehead repeatedly. I should be embarrassed that I came in my pants like a horny inexperienced teen, but I can’t help laughing. That was the best fucking orgasm I have ever had. If coming from dry humping in a cramped car seat feels this good, she may kill me with her pussy.
What a fucking way to go, though.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Leena
Baskingin my orgasmic aftermath is interrupted by cramping in my legs. Lifting off Julian’s chest, his arms loosen from around me. His face is more relaxed than I have ever seen it, a pleased little smirk playing on his lips. I press mine to his, a few gentle pecks with a very pleased hum.
Alas, with legs that feel both tight and like Jell-o, I flop into the driver seat with zero grace while Julian watches me with sleepy eyes. I’m too satisfied to care.
He looks so comfortable, and I can’t help but stare back at him. Reaching over the console, Julian grabs my hand, linking our fingers together and pulling them to his mouth to sweetly kiss my knuckles.
“Shall we go inside?”
I chuckle out, “Might be a good idea.” Another kiss, and we are climbing out of the car. Hand in hand, I lead us inside.
Stopping in the kitchen, I listen for any sounds indicating where Charlie is in the house. I hear the water shut off from her shower.
Hoping to hide us away in my room before she can interrupt us, I decide to grab two bottles of water on the way. Before Ican spin around, Julian wraps his hands around my waist, and I giggle as he pulls my body to his.
Tilting my head to the side, I sigh as he kisses up my neck. Standing like this, with him, feels so right. My body is still humming from that amazing orgasm.From dry humping in a car!
But I want more of him. No, Ineedmore of him. Turning in his arms, I drag my fingers through his hair and bring his face closer to mine. “Let’s go to my room,” I whisper against his lips.
Julian hums in agreement, roughly pressing his lips to mine. Suddenly, I’m swept up into his arms. A startled squeal pierces the silence, my arms tighten around his shoulders. Then I nip his lower lip before sucking it between mine.
“Which way is your room, baby?”
Thumbing him in the right direction, I try to stifle a giggle as he practically sprints to my room. Clearing the door, Julian places me on my feet as he slams it shut and leans against it. I can feel his hardness when he pulls me between his spread legs.
He growls in my ear, “Aleena, you just had me coming in my pants like a teenager, and I’m already so fucking hard for you again.”
My pussy clenches and I whimper. “That’s so hot.”
