I looked through the car windows on all sides and didn’t see anyone. He rammed his cock inside of me and all thought vanished. I no longer worried about the people on the street. We didn’t make love—we had feverish sex in the backseat of my car. The only sound was our skin slapping against each other, our lips and tongues moving together, and our breath fast and harsh.

I collapsed on top of him, exhaustion overwhelmed me. We were breathing heavy, but he remained deep inside of me. He grabbed my thighs and held my body above his. He began to pump while holding my body in place; he increased speed and bit my neck, lost in passion. I cried out from the pleasure and pain, he invaded my entire being. My eyes rolled back into my head from the sensation of his cock thrusting in and out of me.

His thrusts began to slow until all movement stopped. Neither one of us climaxed, but I knew he was far from done for the night. I rested my forehead against his, and tried to catch my breath. “Do you think anyone saw us?” I asked.

“I’m sure they saw the car rocking.”

“What? The car wasn’t moving,” I replied in disbelief. I was horrified that someone might have seen the car moving.

“Oh, yes it was. Someone had to see it moving if they were walking by,” Kayden said with a sly grin and a hint of amusement in his voice. Holy Shit. I had never been so reckless in all my life. Sex had always been in private, I worried too much about my career. Kayden had wiped all sanity from my mind and replaced it with only carnal intent.

Off Course

I just fucked her, but I needed more, wanted more of her. I lit candles as Sophia undressed. My cock stirred from the sight of her naked body and the memories of being buried deep inside her.

“On the bed, Sophia. On your back, legs spread.”

She complied and crawled on the bed in the unsexiest way, but the spectacle made my cock grow harder. She was the sexiest woman I had ever seen, but didn’t know how to use it to her advantage… thank fucking god for me. She flopped onto her back, and laid there like a scared child staring at the ceiling avoiding eye contact with me.

“Wider,” I said.

Her pussy was glistening, calling to me, an open invitation. I removed my clothes quickly before crawling on to the bed. My cock was throbbing for release, but I wanted to possess her.

I pressed my body against her, but keeping my cock out of reach of her dripping heat. I grabbed her breast and sucked her nipple roughly. I flicked it with my tongue and grazed it with my teeth. I moved my free hand slowly up her leg, skimming the tips across her skin. Her body broke out in goose bumps and her back arched from the difference in sensation. My fingertips reached the peak of her breast and I pinched her nipple between my thumb and finger. I sucked and pinched each nipple in an alternating rhythm. Her hips moved as if in invitation and her head dug harder into the pillow. I placed my hard cock next to her wetness. Her hips moved as if trying to swallow me, but I didn’t accept the invitation. I wanted her to wait; I was in charge and wanted her to know it.

“Please, Kayden.”

I climbed up her body and stared into her eyes. I rubbed my cock up and down through her stickiness as her eyes rolled back. I slowly glided the tip inside and could feel her pussy sucking and squeezing my cock greedily. My mouth closed over hers, and my tongue nudged her lips to open to me. As her body stopped demanding to be filled, I jammed my cock inside of her. She moaned in my mouth and I withdrew fully from her core. Her hips arched from the loss of fullness and a moment later I thrust my cock to the hilt.

I lifted my upper body off and moved her hips so I could sit back on my legs. I wanted to see myself buried inside of her. The candle light twinkled off her skin and illuminated the fullness in her breasts. She was a vision, naked before me… mine.

“What are you looking at?” she asked.

“I’m enjoying looking at your body. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Stop looking at me, and fuck me, Kayden. You’re making me nervous.”

“Nervous? I wish you could see my cock buried inside you. It’s amazing… I want to enjoy you with my eyes before I feast with my body,” I said.

She raised her arms and tried to cover her eyes with her arms. I slowly peeled them from her face, holding them by the wrist. I placed them above her head, gripped them in one hand, and pinned her to the bed.

“I will make you see yourself as I do, Sophia, if it’s the last thing I do,” I said. “I could never get enough of you.”

She was at my mercy, restrained, and impaled by my cock. I began to move in a slow rhythm, in and out, wanting her to feel every ridge on my shaft. Her hips bucked as I increased the speed, I felt her contract around me like a vice. I reared up slightly and slid my hand around her throat. We’d spoken about sensual choking and she was intrigued with the prospect, but had never experienced it before now. Her eyes grew wide, but she didn’t protest. I applied slight pressure on each side of her airway. Her face became flush and her eyes closed slowly.

“Whose pussy is this?” I asked, moving close to her ear.

She didn’t respond right away, I stopped all movement.

“It’s yours,” she said.

“Whose is it? I can’t hear you, Sophia,” I whispered in her ear once more waiting for her response before giving her the release she craved.

“Yours, Kayden, it’s your pussy!”

“It is, and don’t forget it either. It’s mine and only mine.” I removed my cock and quickly slammed it back into her quivering core.

My movement became unrelenting and punishing, and I pressed a little harder on the veins in her neck. Her mouth opened in ecstasy as her hips moved off the bed, her pussy began to milk my cock violently. Her body shuddered, moisture glistening across her skin. The contractions began to slow and I released the pressure around her throat.

I chased my release moving deeper and faster than I had before. Her body was limp and pliable under my grip. I gripped her ass, tipped her hips upwards, and pounded her without guilt.

My cock grew harder and my balls tightened. My body began to shake from the earthquake that was about to erupt from within. My world exploded as my vision blurred. The air in my lungs became trapped, unable to breathe as my mind only had one task… release.

I collapsed on top of her, unable to hold my body weight as my muscles became weak. I rested my forehead against her and tried to steady my breathing. Rolling on to the mattress, careful not to crush her, I gathered her into my arms. Her legs entwined with mine, a sexy tangled mess of limbs and hair.

“I loved being here with you,” she said against my shoulder in a sleepy voice.

Her body became still as I stroked her skin and played with her hair… she was asleep. Warmth overcame my body, mind and soul. she was mine.

The clock read four a.m., but I couldn’t sleep... I didn’t want to sleep; she would be gone in a couple of hours. I’ve tried so fucking hard to close my heart off to the possibility of heartbreak, but Sophia made it impossible to keep on course. Before she arrived I knew I only wanted her in my life, but I never thought I’d ask her to be mine. I wanted her to be only mine, and know that I was committed to her.

She slept so peacefully… I could watch her sleep for an eternity. My soul purpose for survival consisted of work and meaningless sex, but Sophia turned my world on its head. She was a bit shy compared to her online personality, but there was a sexuality that oozed from her timid demeanor. She’d always been a self-described bookworm, but I knew she had a wildness she had always suppressed, until me.