Jeremiah (Stud Ranch 5)

But there was barely a moment to form the question before he was continuing his barrage of my breasts. Soft smacks at first that turned more and more intentional.

His cock flexed at my center, the tip nudging inside just a little.

Still he didn’t thrust, even as I moved restlessly against him with my hips. Good God, I’d never had anyone ever—well, do anything like any of this. I strained against the seatbelt pinning my wrists above my head. I wanted to touch him. To pull him to me, to scratch at his back. To do something to let out the wildness he was making rear up in me—a wildness I’d only glimpsed but never… never like this, and never with anyone else before.

When he reached down with both hands and grasped my buttocks finally lifting me—easily, I might add, and God but that was hot—against the truck, I arched my back toward him which pushed my breasts out.

“Is this what you want?” he asked, thrusting his hips forward just the tiniest bit so that I could feel more of him against my sex.

I nodded fervently as the rain continued pelting my face.

“Out loud,” he demanded. Goddamn him.

“Just fuck me already,” I shouted in his face.

He paused and smiled, a slow creeping smile, like he might just decide not to, now that he had me all trussed up and panting.

I narrowed my eyes at him, about to start swearing a blue streak, but then— “Oh!” I cried out as he finally thrust forward and filled me.

And when I say filled me, I do mean filled me. To the brim.

I was so full. Full of him.

He shoved deep to the root and it wasn’t a kind of mindless fuck. Because while he held me pinned to the truck with one hand clutching my ass and his cock sheathed deep inside me, his other hand came to my face. He grasped me underneath my chin so that there was nothing to do except blink away the rain and look him dead in the eye as he began moving his hips, fucking me deep and hard.

Every slide of his shaft through my already incredibly sensitized pussy—oh God. And the way our chests slid together—the bristle of his chest hair against my nipples.

I arched toward him, trying to kiss him. Trying for anything to grasp back some of the control, but he just shook his head and gripped my chin tighter.

I got the message.

I wasn’t in control here.

For our clashes outside of this moment, I could challenge him all I liked, but here, in this animal space of body against body, he was the alpha.

And I could submit and experience the most mind-blowing pleasure I’d never even known existed or—

I mean, there really was no other alternative. I wanted on this train for every stop, every inch of track laid until the bitter end.

But that still didn’t mean I couldn’t fucking tease him into getting what I wanted, though. So I stuck my tongue out and licked his thumb that was closest, toying with just the tip.

I felt his cock stiffen and jolt inside me. I was affecting him just as much as he was me. Good.

He let go of my chin, but only so he could grasp the hair at the nape of my neck and drag my head backward as he continued to fuck me, harder now, rougher.

And when his mouth dropped to the sensitive flesh of my neck, right above my collarbone—

I howled into the rain and came hard around his cock, clenching and milking him.

His head came up and, oh God, his face was glorious, all clenched and bulging veins as he threw his head back and grabbed my hips with both hands as he fucked me harder still, our hips slapping against one another until he emptied himself inside me.

He pulled out right away, and his cum slipped down the center of my legs.

He reached down between us and drew back up with his cupped hands, smearing the mixture of us all over my heaving breasts even as the rain immediately washed it away.

It was still the fucking hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life, and the mesmerized, satiated look on his face as he did it—holy shit!

An aftershock sent my legs spasming, and he looked up at me, a boyish grin on his face as he reached back down between my legs. Not for more cum this time but to massage me where I was so sensitive. I immediately cried out and shied back from him against the truck.

But he just shook his head at me. “You’ve got one more for me, I know you do.”

My mouth dropped open and rain dribbled in over my lips, down my tongue. And he stood closer, his chest rubbing against mine as he worked two fingers inside me.