Double Dare

"Right here," he said quietly, and his hand moved up and down against his pants, rubbing the bulk of his cock.

"But...how?"

Zac tried to control his breathing. The cab was pulled up at traffic lights. People were walking across the road in front of them. He fixed her eye with his, staring blatantly at her. She nodded, her lips softly parted. It was all the encouragement he needed.

The cab pulled away from the lights. "Pull into that alleyway," Zac instructed.

The driver grumbled but quickly hauled the vehicle into a narrow alley between two tall buildings, barely much bigger than the cab itself. He braked sharply just before making contact with the dumpsters housed there, pulled on the brake and turned round. "A little more notice would be helpful."

He stared at the fist full of money Zac was holding out to him.

"Get out of the cab and wait at the end of the street." It was an order.

"Hey, I'm not about to leave you with my cab, oh no, I'm not falling for that one."

"Take the keys then." It was said through gritted teeth. "Lock us in if you like. Just get the hell out for a few minutes."

The driver looked again at the sizeable amount of cash being offered.

Zac spied a packet of cigarettes on the dash. "A week's wages in return for taking a cigarette break?" he pointed out, harsh need biting into his blood.

The driver snatched the cash from his hand, grabbed his cigs and the car keys, tipped a salute to the pair of them and promptly left.

Zac glanced after him, watched him take up a sentry-like pose behind the car and light a cigarette, then slumped back in the seat, turning his attention to Abby once again.

She was sitting on the edge of the seat, looking dazed. Strands of her hair had fallen free from where it was clipped back high on her head. She opened his zipper and eyed his erection as if about to devour him. His cock twitched eagerly.

Her gaze rose to his. "Now?" She whispered.

He nodded, a dark thrill running through his veins. She looked so gorgeous, her arousal blatant in her expression, her lips parted, her pupils dilated. She reached to kiss him, her lips soft and lush, tender beneath his. Her scent intoxicated him

. He wanted to hold her, forever.

Her fingers moved across his thigh to his cock, where it reared up from his shorts. Another wave of lust pooled in his groin as her head dropped towards his lap, her lips parting.

Zac mouthed a string of silent curses at the ceiling of the cab, as her lovely mouth closed over the engorged head of his cock. Her lips molded over its swollen tip, slowly sinking onto it, then her tongue swept over the surface while her fingers reached for his balls.

His hands fisted against the seat when she took it deep into her mouth, riding it in and out, her moves threatening to make him come far too quickly.

"I have to be inside you...Abby." He was desperate for her, angling his hips on the seat. "Give it to me. I want to feel you here, now." He pulled a condom from his pocket, his hands near useless as he tore it open. He managed to roll it on, one hand closing tight around his shaft, the other reaching for her.

She hauled her skirt up around her hips, her shoes dropping to the floor of the cab. She straddled him, her legs folding against the seat, her thighs enclosing his hips.

When she rose up in front of him, he pushed her chemise up and sucked heavily on her breasts. His hands rested at her waist as he moved over her nipples with his mouth.

She was wet, like honey, and his cock slid up against her clitoris, the full head of it rolling against the swollen nub. She opened her mouth wide and rubbed herself against the hard surface of his cock, catching the sensitive skin on the underside.

He breathed out loudly. Each sensation was inexorably tortuous and pleasurable. She led the head of his cock along the hot folds of skin that lined her sweet entrance and let it press home there, the flush of arousal heightening across her face and neck. Her perfume, heavy with musk and honeysuckle, was tempered with smell of her sex, as intoxicating as nectar to him.

An almost unbearable demand throbbed inside him and he drew her close, his hands around her waist.

She sank down onto him in one gliding movement and settled herself on his hips.

The pull of her body sucking in his cock was exquisite. He groaned, his head going back against the seat of the cab. He closed his eyes, savoring the pleasure of his cock thrusting up inside her tight sheath and he moved his hands from her waist over her breasts and up into her hair as it fell against him.

"Abby. Oh, Abby."

He groaned and she began to ride his shaft in regular movements, she gripped the back of the seat and freed her movements, grinding with determination.