Part 13 (1/2)

He relented with a chuckle. ”Don't you have to do something you've never done for me to do that?”

”Sure.” I rubbed him through his slacks, feeling him twitch. ”What do you have in mind?”

”Why don't you suck my c.o.c.k while I think about it?”

”Gladly.” I undid his belt and fly, then freed that needy flesh. My fingers playing up and down it made him shudder.

I figured I'd give him a long time to think, so I didn't hurry, pulling his b.a.l.l.s out of his underwear and starting there, nibbling and ma.s.saging them with my mouth. From the sound of the small groans coming from him, he wasn't getting much thinking done.

I worked my way up the shaft, licking, making him moan with sideways squeezes of my lips. By the time I reached the tip, there was a generous amount of precome gathered to reward me. I licked it and then worked my tongue all around the head.

When I took him into my mouth at last, he said, ”Your mouth!” but couldn't manage a full sentence.

I set to sucking the head and taking as much of him in as I could, slowly bobbing my head up and down.

When he couldn't stand it anymore he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up into a rough kiss. Then, without letting go: ”Get on my c.o.c.k now. Now!”

He let go so I could wriggle out of my jeans and underwear and then I straddled him. I was sopping wet and took him in quickly, gasping a little as he widened me. Even though we'd had s.e.x twice in the past three days, he was large enough that he always felt like a tight fit.

We f.u.c.ked like that for a while, his eyes closed with an expression of blissful relief.

He opened them and looked at me, licking his lips. ”We need something new, hmm?”

”Yes, James.”

”Turn around and suck me again.”

He slid down in the seat and we got into a 69 with me on top. It was a little awkward sucking him with his c.o.c.k upside down, and I tried not to sc.r.a.pe my teeth against him. It was also extremely tricky to maintain my concentration when he was licking my a.s.s.

And then, oh G.o.d, pus.h.i.+ng his tongue into my rear hole. Then something long and hard: his finger. I tensed.

”This isn't even my c.o.c.k yet, Karina. Are you sure you can withstand my desire?”

”Hey, even my v.a.g.i.n.a wasn't ready for you the first time and now there's no problem.”

”So true. Well, since it worked so well the last time...” He cleared his throat. ”I didn't say to stop sucking me, you know.”

”You asked a question!”

”And you answered it. Back to it, please.”

I took his c.o.c.k into my mouth again, making mock grumbling noises as I did so. I felt him fumbling around with something and realized from the sound that he was sending a text message.

The next thing I knew, I felt the car pull over and come to a stop. His finger invading my a.s.s again distracted me though, until I felt the breeze on my bare, damp flanks. I dared to stop sucking him long enough to see a gloved hand pa.s.sing a small gla.s.s d.i.l.d.o through the open window on James's side.

Stefan must have retrieved it from the trunk at James's text order.

I resumed suckling and Stefan resumed driving, and the next thing I felt was the unforgiving hardness of the gla.s.s rubbing up and down my p.u.s.s.y, getting it good and slick. And then him pus.h.i.+ng it into my rear.

”Now,” he said. ”Crawl forward and get on my c.o.c.k again.”

He kept a hand on the base of the d.i.l.d.o as I did so, and I quickly learned how this diabolical f.u.c.king would work. Every time I rocked forward and back on his c.o.c.k, I f.u.c.ked myself on the gla.s.s c.o.c.k as well.

”Pace yourself, Karina,” he said. ”No o.r.g.a.s.m for either of us until later. We're near the hotel where we intend to stop for the night.”

”Okay. Ah, c.r.a.p! I mean, yes!”

He clucked his tongue. ”Did you forget I still have one hand free to spank you with? A summer away from me and you've slid right back to your old habits, despite your training at the society. That'll be twenty licks for forgetting your language.”

”Twenty!”

”Forty, for protesting.”

He couldn't see how widely I was grinning. I couldn't help it. This was too much fun. ”Yes, James.”

”Go on. You count. I'll deliver one stroke for each time you thrust yourself back against me.”

That meant each time I gave myself the jolt of deep pleasure from driving both his c.o.c.ks into me, it was served alongside the blossom of pain on my b.u.t.t cheeks. And the longer it went on, the hotter and redder they got, and the more it hurt... and yet I wanted more.

I got so lost in wanting that I lost count at some point and didn't even notice I had trailed off. So it was somewhere around a hundred spanks that I whimpered, ”I... I'm getting close.”

”Thank you for warning me,” he said. ”Slow down, then. No more spanking, I think you like it too much.”

Instead he ran his fingernails over my reddened flesh as I slowed the pace of my rocking to half what it had been.

I don't know how long it went on. I tranced out on the rhythm of our bodies.

The next thing I knew, I felt the car slowing as we went down an off ramp. Shortly after, we came to a stop.

James opened the compartment in the back of the front seat.

I heard something rip open and I thought it was a condom package, but no, it was a handy-wipe. It was cold against my flesh and I yelped as he cleaned my rump and between my legs. Then he toweled me dry but did not remove the d.i.l.d.o from my a.s.s. ”Put your clothes back on. We'll finish up once we've checked into the hotel.”

I did so carefully, keeping the d.i.l.d.o in place, while he cleaned himself up and put his own clothes back together.

The car moved again as Stefan brought us around to another entrance. I heard the sound of the trunk as he took out our bags.

James opened a bottle of water and took a swig. I realized suddenly how thirsty I was. He handed me the bottle and I gulped it greedily.

”Be sure to thank your mother for the water,” he teased. ”Granola bar?”

Eight.

We Kissed as Though Nothing Could Fall The hotel was seven or so floors, surrounded by parking lot, the lot surrounded by trees. As I got out of the car, there wasn't much else to see. I could hear a truck's brakes out on the highway. We went up to our room; Stefan was next door.

James pulled me into a kiss once we were alone.