Page 42 of Single Dad Problems
I slapped her other cheek and growled. “Fuck, Callie. I’ve never felt this burning need to mark your perfect body with anyone else. I want to send you home with reminders and I know it’s fucked up but I want you to feel me tonight when you’re sweetly tucked away in your bed. I want you to feel my handprints on this ass and I want my cum buried so deep in your cunt that it takes days to get it all out.”
She dropped her head back andmoaned, a deep sound that filled the car and wrapped itself around my soul. It was loose andfree, uninhibited in every way. “I want you to mark me. I need it, too.”
I moved her back and grabbed each side of her leggings. Yanking hard, I tore them down the middle and there she was, dewy and the prettiest pink I’d ever seen. I slid two fingers in deep to make sure she was ready and then held her over my pulsing cock. Her eyes met mine a beat before I pulled her down, filling her in one hard stroke.
I watched her mouth fall open and slapped her ass again. “Ride me, baby.”
She gripped my shoulders and started to gently work herself up and down my shaft, getting used to the size and stretch. I wasn’t sure if she was breathing until I heard her gasp when I pressed my thumb over her clit. Still, she moved slower, like she was trying out the move and decided if it worked for her. I knew she’d found it when her pussy clamped down on me. Her eyes widened and I studied the angle of her hips that seemed to work best, cataloging it for future use. Because I was determined there would be future use.
Callie’s grip tightened as she started moving faster. Her entire body flushed and she nodded hurriedly. “Right there! Oh, god, right there!”
I grabbed her ass and held her in the air so I could power my dick into her from below, being sure to hit the spot that was making her eyes roll. “Get your shirt off and show me your tits, baby. I want to see your fingers teasing those sensitive nipples.”
She whined when her movements stalled my thrusts for a moment and yanked the shirt off so fast that I thought I heard something rip. Her hands went to her full tits and her pussy fluttered around me as she pinched her nipples. “Oh, god, Luke!”
I began thrusting hard again, taking her in a way I hadn’t by the lake. This was new, explosive, and seeing her hear my dirty words and follow my orders sent a pulse of pleasure throughoutmy body. “Harder. Just one hand. Put the other fingers on your clit, baby. Let me see how you touch yourself when you’re alone in bed. Next time, you’ll think of me. You’ll think of this moment, of my fucking cock splitting you open and my voice making demands that make your pussy walls shiver.”
The moment her fingers touched her clit she exploded. Her walls clamped down on me and then there was a rush of pussy juice coating my dick and balls. She’d squirted. My brain melted and all that was left of me was my dick and the need to make her do that again.
Callie screamed as she came, a sound that I’d never forget in my life. I fucked her through it and watched as her hands shot up and pressed hard against the roof of the car, seeking any purchase she could find. “Oh,fuck!”
“Put your fingers back on your clit, Callie.” My voice came out darker and harder than I meant it to but the way her hand immediately melted from the roof was intoxicating. “We’re not stopping at one.”
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Luke
I pinned Callie to my chest with one arm across her back, using the leverage to fuck her at a different angle but still just as hard. Her nipples dug into my chest and her hand trapped between us could barely move but I felt her trying. I breathed in the scent of her shampoo and kissed her forehead while we both panted, our breaths tangling in the small backseat.
“Luke. Luke. Luke!” She shouted my name like a prayer when I fucked her harder and faster. The sound of our skin slapping together over and over again mixed with the sound of my dick going deep in Callie and pushed more of her cum out. It was hot, messy, and I’d never had a better fuck in my life. I haven’t even cum yet and I knew it was the best.
“Look at how badly you need my dick, baby. You’re rubbing your clit while I fuck you raw and we’re out in the open.” I said the words in a haze but waited to see how she reacted after I heard them. Just because I liked the thought of her being bad for me and chancing getting caught didn’t mean she would.
She sank her teeth into my chest and came hard for the second time. This one wasn’t as big as the first and I was determined to get more.
“Fuck, Callie, your pussy is magical. I don’t think I could stop fucking you even if someone walked right up to the window and pointed a gun at my head. They’d just have to watch me treat you like my own personal dirty girl.”
I flipped us over so she was on her back across the seat and I was driving into her from above. Her head knocked into the door and my knee was digging into god only knew what but the new angle let me drive even deeper. I braced myself with my hand against the window and watched her as I used my other hand to replace hers on her clit.
“Luke! I can’t- I can’t again.” She stared up at me with her eyes wide and shocked like she didn’t know what was happening in her own body. When I flattened my fingers and went at her clit faster but gentler, fanning my fingertips over it, back and forth.
“Tell me, Callie. Why did you cum at the idea of me fucking you where anyone could see you? Does Miss Morgan have a secret kink?” My voice was coming out harsher and harsher with the closer my own orgasm came. “Is it the idea of strangers catching you getting rutted that does it or is it someone specific you want to watch you, baby? Two someone’s specific?”
What the fuck was I doing? I didn’t want to think about those assholes while I was fucking Callie and more importantly, I didn’t want her thinking of them while I fucked her. Yet…I couldn’t deny the way her chest flushed and her eyes went glossy at the idea. Nor could I deny how much I liked the idea of them watching Callie get her sweet little pussy hammered.
“You want them in this tiny car with us? Listening to how wet your pussy is? Listening to the sounds of my hand hitting your ass? Watching you come for me over and over again? Such a filthy girl. Pinch your nipples, baby. Don’t stop until I fill thispussy with cum.” I stroked her clit faster with more pressure because I could feel my spine tingling with the need to let go.
I didn’t want to be done. I wanted to ride her until the guys sent a search party out after us. Fucking her made me forget the world outside of the car. I leaned down and kissed her, letting her feel the way I craved her. I wanted to fuck her mouth even as I took her cunt. I just wanted more.
My thrusts grew harder and faster and I sat back up to watch her tormenting her nipples. Her face pinched and her nose scrunched and I could feel her third orgasm coming. She was close to losing it and when she opened her eyes and locked gazes with me, I saw her lose herself to her own darker desires.
“Tell me I’m a whore.”
Jesus Christ, I felt the words scrape down my body in a way that left me raw. I dropped down so my weight was on her and I pressed my mouth to her ear. My voice was wrecked. “You’remywhore.”
She detonated, her pussy squeezing me so hard it sucked all the oxygen out of my lungs and then I was coming hard. I fucked jet after jet as deep as I could and groaned into her neck while feeling her come flood out of her in what felt like waves. Her scream was hoarse and broken while her body rode out the pleasure.
I was still coming in her when I heard the smallest voice from the part of my brain that I didn’t listen to.Hold her like this and keep your dick in. Plug her until your come takes hold. Make her yours.
