“Yes,” I say instantly and it’s like a flip has been switched in him.
He takes over, untying the straps at my hips until I’m standing before him naked. He reaches behind his neck and pulls his shirt off, tossing it over by my dress and then he’s reaching for me.
He backs me up against the nearest vehicle, some newer model car, and I gasp as he pushes me back onto the hood.
“Gavin,” I start, but he just shoots me a sexy grin and steps between my legs.
“I’ve got you,” he says against my lips, and I nod.
He kisses me quick and then starts to trail kisses and nips down my neck. I wiggle and arch against the hood of the car, and he smirks against my skin as he licks a path up to my nipple.
As soon as his lips wrap around the stiff peak, I become possessed. My brain shuts off and I’m nothing but feeling.
He sucks and licks and nips at my body until I’m screaming his name, my hands trying to find purchase on the smooth hood of the car. Gavin kisses lower, his hands wrapping around my hips to keep me in place as he drops to his knees and buries his face between my thighs.
“Oh, shit!” I shout, and even though I can’t see him, I know that he’s smiling.
“That’s it,” he praises me, and I wiggle, trying to grind down against his face.
The dull throb that was pulsing between my legs has suddenly turned into an inferno. It feels like I’m being burned alive and I love it.
I come against his mouth, screaming his name, and then he stands, leaving me boneless on the hood of the car as he pushes his swim trunks down and pushes my thighs wider.
“Are you sure?” he asks, his mouth still wet from my juices and his eyes a little crazed.
“Oh yeah,” I breathe out. He grins at me as he grips my thighs.
I bite my bottom lip as I feel the tip of his cock brush against my folds and I wonder if I should tell him that I’m a virgin but before I can decide, he thrusts into me, burying himself deep inside of my clenching channel.
His eyes widen and he stares down at me.
“Record… shit, I’m sorry. I had no idea,” he says, and it looks like he’s in pain.
The sting that came from him popping my cherry is gone now, and I wiggle, trying to take him deeper.
“Fuck,” he curses, his hands tightening around my thighs as he stops me from moving.
“It feels good,” I tell him, my voice coming out more like a moan.
“It’s your first time. It shouldn’t be on top of a car,” he tells me, but I shake my head.
“I think it’s hot. Do you not want to fuck me?” I ask, and he looks torn.
“Of course, I do.”
“Then move,” I urge him, and he closes his eyes.
It looks like he’s at war with himself and I wonder which side will win. Finally, his eyes open and I know that I’m getting laid tonight.
“Fine. I’ll fuck you on the car, but then we’re going upstairs to my bedroom so we can do this right.”
“Okay,” I happily agree. He grits his teeth as he starts to move.
He pushes some of my blue hair out of my face and I arch, trying to take him deeper.
“Fucking perfect,” he grits out and I reach up, grabbing hold of his biceps and hanging on as he starts to pound into me.
His hair is dark with sweat, or maybe just water from the lake still, and I look up into his blue eyes as he starts to rut into me.