Take the Heat

Rufus’s graying hair was disheveled as he jerked with the blows before Sean shoved the man into the back of the truck. “Jesus!” Rufus cried out in shock, spitting blood onto the floor of the vehicle.

“Gotta make it realistic, or else what’s the point?” Sean said with a wicked sneer before climbing up in back of the truck and dragging the man to the end, where he laid into Rufus some more. The impacts of fists on flesh sounded like he was tenderizing a great slab of meat.

By the time he climbed out of the back, Rufus was little more than that. Barely breathing, the guard was left unconscious as Sean returned to Vivian, grabbed her around the waist, tugged her to him and put his blood-spattered hand back between her thighs as he kissed her fiercely. The blood pumping through him was spurred on by both violence and desire.

And with her, it was no less than that. He’d never felt her so ravenous, and he knew she wouldn’t stop him. Stop anything.

No matter how dangerous it was, she was putty in his hands at that display of power. Of control.

Of rage.

Time was of the essence; their whole scheme—his life, his freedom!—depended on them getting on with their plan. Yet the vigorous pumping of his heart surged blood to his muscles. He grabbed her and pinned her against the side of the car. He squeezed her outer thighs as he shoved her black skirt up.

His mouth left hers, and he kissed across her face and back to her neck, where he bit her, grinding the thick, throbbing bulge of his manhood betwixt her legs, all the while breathing out a huff of ravenous, bestial desire.

Her moan was so fucking sweet. Never had he met a woman like Vivian. Never had he known such a woman existed, because the way she ground against him only spoke to one thing: he’d made her intensely wet pummeling that man.

He could feel it, even, between her thighs. Her slick cunny was so inviting, so fucking tempting despite the risk. Blissfully, she was wearing thigh-highs and no panties, nor a bra. She was scandalously bare beneath her dark outfit.

“Fuck,” she moaned, grinding against his hand, her ass pressed to the door of her car.

They wouldn’t have the whole night before the actual maintenance workers found the truck gone and notified the guards. Yet he couldn’t control himself, not with her. Certainly not after so long without. Only her filthy letters that, instead of sating his desire, spurred it on and kindled it higher.

He pushed his hand under her blouse, grasped her breast and squeezed it tight, let that heavy mound of tit flesh meld to his grasp supplely, her body so glorious. Matured to perfection, he thought as he took his other hand from her thigh and began to undo his borrowed pants.

He had to have her. Then and there.

His thick, throbbing organ sprang free. No smaller than he had promised her in his letters, it was ribbed with bulging veins and coursing full of hot blood that made it strain and ache in the cool night air.

He rocked his hips, jabbing his masculine girth at her slick little slit. No slow buildup, no easing it in, just thrusting his hips until he landed it on target and pushed deep into her slick, moist cunt. A loud, noisy groan of satisfaction broke the seal of his mouth on her neck as that first touch of a woman’s quim after so many years felt better than he ever remembered or imagined.

And she was so tight! He swore she hadn’t been with another man in just as long, though he had no idea how that could be true. This sweet, sweet pussy was just begging for a pounding.

But then, who else could fuel her desires like him?

She bit his neck, lapping over it with her tongue before moving up to his ear, tugging on it with her teeth. Her voice was breathy, wanton in the chill night air. “Tell me about it. About what you did.”

“You sick fuck,” he growled, but her depravity only excited and pleased him more. His dick swelled within her, and he wasted no time tugging back his hips and then thrusting in, pumping her sweet little cunt up against the side of the car.

His rough voice grew lower as he grunted and moaned, but he obliged her. Was happy to. “She wanted it, and I gave it. I pounded her cunt the whole night through, but that little bitch wailed and cried for me to stop by the end.” He huffed as the whole car rocked, the crash of his hips striking her loins adding a wet slap to the cacophony of creaking and groaning.

“Oh God,” she moaned, her head tilting back and her pussy squeezing him tighter, rewarding him for his story and begging for more at the same time. She shivered all around him, her muscles and nerves so excited as he fucked her. She felt so unreal, and her fingers ran to his hair, scratching his scalp as she groaned for him.

It had been so long, and she was so tight he knew he couldn’t last forever, especially not with the hard, fast fucking he was giving her in his desperate state. The swing of his heavy balls slapped against her ass as he took her with such a crushing hold.

“She whimpered and sobbed and said she’d call the cops on me.” He grunted, feeling the twitch in his loins as the fire built from his sac and grew higher. “She couldn’t take it.” He bit her earlobe hard before letting it snap back. “I wrapped my hands around her slender little neck, and…and”—he began to shake, his balls tightening against him as his climax approached and overtook him before he could finish his sentence.

“I can take it,” she whimpered, and he knew she believed it. Especially as she began to shudder, her body trembling in the way that only a woman’s body could. Only when it had been driven to such heights of pleasure.

Her body jerked and spasmed, and her breath hitched in her throat as she climaxed as well.

Perfect timing, was the only thought he could conjure up as he shot his load right into her. So much of his thick, virile seed spraying into the wave of hot honey that washed over his aching dick. Such a beautiful mixture of sensations, like no other he’d experienced.

Sean shot every drop of spunk he had in him into that tight snatch, battering her puffy little labia with the final thrusts as his ass clenched and he roared the finale of his pleasure.

His loins spent then he rested against her, pant

ing and huffing.