His lips wrap around my nipple, hot and hard, pain hitting me when his teeth nip the bud.
My pussy clenches.
He lets out a groan, the vibrations moving against my skin. He licks my nipple, easing the pain. If he wasn’t already pulling my head back, I’m sure it’d have already fallen on its own accord.
My eyes fall close even as my legs grow tired from the weight and pressure of moving up and down his cock. His mouth leaves my nipple, moving up until he’s biting down on the meaty part of my breast.
His hand leaves my hair but I feel weightless as he wraps his arms around my back, supporting me as he slams up into me. I lose the rhythm as his pace picks up but it doesn’t matter as euphoria slams into me.
A cry leaves my lips and I slump forward as my body goes completely weak.
Maximo continues to fuck up into me, forcefully taking his pleasure until I feel the warmth of his cum flooding me.
I suck in deep breaths, trying to regain my strength.
Maximo’s hand brushes through my hair far too gently and it’s enough to rouse me at least a little bit. I pull away from him, sitting up slightly and his cock pulls out of me.
Cum leaks down my leg.
I gasp, reaching down to pull my panties back into place, trying to trap the liquid, even though a mess has already been made.
Maximo’s hands are now behind his head as he looks at me in amusement, not bothering to put his dick back in his pants.
He swipes two fingers along my thigh, right through his cum. He lifts his hand, those two fingers shiny. “Looks like you’ve made a mess,” he says in amusement before he’s forcing those fingers in my mouth. “Suck.”
I comply, far too used to the taste of his cum these days.
When he’s satisfied, he pushes me in the direction of the passenger seat. I yelp as I tip over. My hands land on the leather seat and it sinks slightly as I put all my weight forward. My straps on my dress are still hanging and the cup of my bra is folded in under my right breast, leaving it hanging out.
My middle rests of the console and I have to keep myself up with my hands to stop the rough leather from biting into my stomach. I try to get my legs settled even though they’re still tangled in Maximo’s lap some kind of way.
He finally makes himself useful, untangling them. Only my feet are in his lap now, thankfully because my arms are growing tired. I go to move fully back into my seat but he places a hand on my thigh, halting me. He pushes my dress right back up, exposing my ass.
I freeze, trying to figure out what he’s up to.
I hear him shift behind me and I frown. There’s no way he can try to fuck me again in this position. He’s way too damn tall.
I jolt, nearly coming out of my skin when I feel his tongue slide over the inside of my thigh. My heart races and already my body is ready to climax again.
His tongue drifts higher, sliding over my panties and I want to turn around to see how in the hell he’s managing to eat me out in the cramped space, but I don’t dare.
This time, he doesn’t just move my panties to the side, but completely rips them, the sound moving through the car. I don’t have time to focus on that though, as his tongue slides right into my pussy. The fact that I know his cum is already inside of me only heightens my arousal.
Just a fucking sicko these days.
His tongue flicks inside of me as his arm slides between my hip and the seat. His hand pushes up the front of my legs and the second his fingers squeeze my clit, I come again.
My arms give out completely under me and not even my head slamming into the seat is enough to stop the bliss.
A smack to my ass brings me out of the head space slightly, but admittedly, not completely.
“Time to go,” Maximo says, laughter in his voice even as he slides two fingers into my pussy, which can’t take anymore.
I try to squirm away from his hand but he continues to play with my oversensitive pussy until a small groan leaves my lips.
His fingers disappear and he smacks my ass even harder this time. The sting doesn’t fade. “Come on now, Winter.” I hear his door open even though my ass is still very much in the air and I’m spread out over the console and seat like a dead animal. Anyone who peeped through the door would see everything. “You’ve made us late.”