“I suppose…that makes sense…” she said, her breath shortening as Calum found her nipples and plunged his mouth down on the unprotected softness of her neck. The mobile phone suddenly seemed more slippery than an eel, sliding around between her shaking fingers. She tried another photo, conscious that all the image would probably reveal would be blur and fuzz.
“Stop taking photos,” mumbled Calum into her flesh. “They won’t come out. I’m sure your word will be enough for your client.”
One of his hands began to slope down towards the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them.
“Calum…” She used all her strength to try and keep focused on the fornicating couple in the other car. “He’s taking off his trousers.”
“What a good idea.” Calum’s fingers breached her knicker elastic, wriggling down against the tight confines of the cotton and denim, beating a path to her door.
“He’s…I don’t know…it looks like he’s eating her boobs.”
“Perhaps he’s hungry. I know I am.” Calum growled and took a huge mock-bite of her neck, simultaneously wedging a fingertip between her pussy lips.
Tilly squirmed and bucked her hips upwards, caught between the need to escape and the desire to stay right where she was.
“Calum,” she moaned. “This is unprofessional.”
“Are you calling me an amateur?”
“No…it’s…inappropriate…oh God, just there, yes, that’s it.”
He chuckled. “What could be more appropriate than feeling you up in a lovers’ lane? I think it’s pretty normal behaviour.”
She couldn’t answer, too busy panting and moving her head from side to side while her eyelids fluttered. He’d homed in on her clit and was showing it no mercy, fingering her thoroughly while Norman and his lady love shagged like bunnies a few feet away.
“They’re fucking now.” Calum interspersed his words with juicy kisses. “He’s on top and she’s got her legs up in the air. I think she just kicked the ceiling. The window’s steaming up a bit but…yeah…she’s pinned down, full of his cock. The man’s giving me ideas.”
Calum eased Tilly’s jeans and knickers down until her bottom met the smooth leather of the car seat.
“Get those knees a bit wider,” he whispered. “I want to see that shiny wet cunt of yours.”
“They might see…” She began to object, but realised mid-sentence that this thought was the wildest turn-on of all. To be caught wide-open and full of Calum’s fingers…she leaned her head back and let him have his devilish way.
“I think we’ve seen enough. Now I’m going to put this seat back, lay you down and fuck you until you scream loud enough to alert the emergency services. Okay?”
The question was unnecessary. She was already scrambling out of her jeans and fidgeting with the seat-tilt mechanism.
He took a firm hold of her wrist and kept it out of the way while he adjusted the seat to its horizontal setting. Then he was upon her like a swarm of sex locusts, straddling her in seconds and crouching low over her, his face lit by a gleaming victory smile.
“Oh God,” was all she could say. “You’re really going to do this, aren’t you?”
He put a hand between her thighs and patted her sex, making her clit jolt, setting off showers of sparks with each contact. “Unless you don’t want me to.”
“I do, I do, just get on with it before anyone sees.”
“Before anyone sees?” He unbuckled and lowered his trousers. He put his hands beneath Tilly’s bum cheeks and squeezed, shuffling closer with stiff cock at the ready. “Sees what?” He took a condom from his shirt pocket and began donning it with savage efficiency.
“Sees you…and me…together.”
Calum’s chest pressed down on Tilly’s—tango style, she thought—and he got a good grip on her shoulders, preparatory to the first hard thrust of his cock.
“Sees me on top of you, you mean? Sees you pinned down and full of my cock? Sees you getting a good, hard fucking in your car where anyone can come and take a look? Is that what you’re saying?” He glided inside her, her wetness assisting him.
She whimpered. “Yes,” she
barely whispered.
“Would that be so bad?” he mused before setting off on a window-steaming, dashboard-rattling ride, cock hammering hard and fast while Tilly felt herself melting and mashing into the sticky leather.