Page 35 of The Gift
It’s lucky he’s got a huge, big-ass truck too, because there is no way I am passing up the chance of tasting him. I shuffle off his lap, managing to climb under the steering wheel to kneel between his legs, spread nice and wide for me. Like we agreed, he makes the truck move at a snail’s pace.
Watching him, the thick, heavy, mouth-watering scent rolling off his leaking cock is intense and draws another louder whine from my throat. And I guess we’ve moved past the point of pretending because he responds by pushing up gently, encouragingly closer. The sight and scent of him sears into my memory, leaving a good one in its place, and when I stick my tongue out, he heaves loudly out his nose like he’s been racing. My tongue laps at the liquid he’s got ready for me, and it’s one of those instances, or events, you know that what we’re about to do is going to ruin the chance for any other lover to leave that kind of impression.
A rush of flavour, rich and deep coats my tongue as I swirl it around the head of his cock, though I only manage to hold back for a few loud moaning licks before I have to take him deeper. And I have to watch him, not because I’m worried or scared but because I want to see him in all his raw strength and glory. Koda is so damn beautiful anyway but like this, locked in this intense and intimate moment, he is next worldly.
I move so I can try to take him deeper the steering wheel digging into my shoulder but nothing will stop me from doing this. My lips stretch around his girth while my tongue rolls around in my mouth trying to enjoy every drop of him, and he keeps it coming. Bobbing down, the first time I try to deep throat Koda, I gag and have to pull him right out of my mouth, laughing when I look up to see his head tipped to one side, his eyebrows raised along with a cheeky half smile. He shrugs unapologetically before thrusting gently into my fist. My hand travels up and down his length as he pushes into my hand, and he pulls back before I can reach the base where a very alpha part of him sits.
And a knot should be what pleasure filled fantasies are centred around.
“Bails,” Koda’s voice is soothingly soft as my shadows suddenly appear to come between us.
My eyes dart to his, and he gifts me with a small, sweet smile to back up the chilled but intimate way he’s speaking to me.
“Take off the cap,” he says, his deep voice purposely slow, and I realise that we’ve stopped driving again, but I don’t want any of this to stop.
“Hey?”
He nods at me, and I do what he says. When he opens his mouth, chomping his teeth together, biting like a shark, I’m still not catching on. Moving slowly, he takes one hand off the steering wheel, taking the cap out of my hands, holding it before he uses his teeth to bite the thing in half, leaving a massive swash of material in his mouth that he spits away. The cap falls down onto his lap, and I lift it up to see a massive hole in the middle.
“Put it on me.”
And I finally catch up with what he’s done. My hands shake as I guide his cock through the rip. He groans as I tug it down further, the improvised shield is snug around his cock. I keep my eyes flicking between him and what he’s done and once I have his knot tucked inside the cap, pretty sure I’m going to have flashbacks of this at some point, he starts driving the truck again as I sit back on my heels and pump him in my hand again until the head of his velvety cock is glistening and ready.
Somehow, I contort my body enough to kick my panties off as I climb off the floor back onto his lap where I rise up so the tip of him can rub against my glistening hood. And Koda hits the gas at the right time so I sink down onto him. I’m so primed and wet for him, either way I wonder if he’s going to fit, though I’ll be doing everything I can to take him. He feels incredible, stretching me wider than I thought possible.
“Jesus, Koda,” I hiss as I wiggle my hips trying to take another inch before I bounce up and down a few times on the tip of his cock for the sheer pleasure of it. If this is all I can take of him, I will be one happy woman.
He floors it, the truck snakes out at the back, and I scream, laughing as he does a massive burnout that causes me to stumble against the arm he’s raised so I don’t hit the window. And then we’re driving down Come Road, and I’m bouncing up and down his cock like a little jack rabbit until I’m nearly stuffed full, taking as much of him as I can in the cab of his car. It nearly hurts, but it is all pleasure, and my body keeps accommodating to his size.
“Too much,” I groan through a smile, and the truck slows. My body completely glitched out at the burning intensity of him, my pussy clamping around him in greedy delight. He feels so fucking good I need to be still to take it all in.
Koda’s hooded eyes are locked on mine and there are no words for what I see. Perhaps I imagine it all but either way I like what I read in them. A few shallow panting breaths in and my hips start moving on their own accord, each slow circle knocks my clit against him and the material of the cap, through it I can feel the heat and pulse of his knot.
Watching me carefully, he starts to move at the same time I do. Our scents mix, our breathing does too and without too much thought, definitely no fear, I lean into kiss him. His eyes flare in shock but I have to taste him, while I ride him harder. I come, I mean, I’m about to, I need as much of Koda in me as possible.
He stays perfectly still, well his upper body does, like he promised, but his hips can’t. The man is like a belly dancer or some shit because they roll, flick and move us both in a way that leaves me with tears rolling down my face. God, that is not in pain but pure fucking devotion. With each well timed and perfect swirl of his hips, his cock I swear does the same thing.
And the way we fit and move together is like we were made for each other. It’s lucky I tucked his knot away because… yeah.
A thick slick coats us, ensuring I glide up and down him easily. I want to watch but I’ve wrapped my arms so tight around his neck, to give me something to hold on to as we peak. His lips part, they barely open, but it’s his invitation to take this from hot sex to the edge of something more. The instant our lips touch, my tongue is in his mouth. A tentative touch of his tongue against mine makes me pull back to look at him, pretty much side eyeing him, but he flicks his head, urging me back and then he kisses me like I know he wants to.
His lips are pillow soft, the way he kisses is sublime and when his tongue starts to mimic the thrust of his giant cock, I start talking gibberish. A low rumble of a laugh as he sucks on the edge of my lips, tilting his head to the side before he starts to drive.
“You feel my cock leaking for you? I want your pussy creaming for me,” he purrs seductively before returning to ruining my mind, body, and soul.
The vibration of the road and his truck, the steady and confident way he moves inside me, the way our scents mix, the flood of desire that gushes out of me, there’s nothing I could do to stop coming all over his cock. Creaming for him, exactly like he wanted.
I cry out into his mouth, somehow moving my legs so they fit behind him, taking every long inch of his beautiful cock so we’re as close to knotting together as possible. My arms band around him so tight I think I might cut off his ability to breathe.
The whole car is rocking while it moves, or it could be the whole world is, but either way, when I think I’m about to come again, I squeeze around him so hard that I drag him closer to the edge with me.
Closing my eyes, I drop my forehead to his, while his breath picks up pace, it rushes past his teeth. Every part of him locks down. I feel a rigid freeze over his whole body, and I start nodding my head, whispering—begging really—for him to fill me with his seed.
One final groaned moan, he slams up as I bottom out, taking every glorious inch of him. I feel the release of his pleasure inside me, the intensity of it has me coming again, and again and again.
I collapse against his chest, reaching up, searching for a sign that I haven’t screwed up spectacularly. Because despite him fucking like a god, with his magnificent cock, leaving me in a state of cloud-wrapped bliss, I’ve given him all my power.
His arms band around me, letting me run away from reality for a little while longer.
