Chapter 47 Friends with Benefits: Getting fucked in the car (2)
Third person POV
They tumbled into the back in a tangle of limbs and curses.
The Lamborghini truck was roomy enough, but still tight and it was perfect for what he had in mind.
He didn't want a space that was too big, he wanted a comfortable space where their body would touch.
Nayla ended up on her back across the seat, legs spread wide, dress rucked up to her ribs, thong soaked through.
Kade knelt between her thighs, pushed the lace aside, and just looked for a second. He had always imagined fucking her in his dreams…this was a dream come true for him.
Her pussy was pretty and swollen, glistening and fucking wet, tiny waist flaring out to those wide hips and that ridiculous ass he couldn’t stop grabbing.
He slid one thick finger through her folds, gathering wetness, then pushed inside slowly.
Nayla’s back bowed. “Oh fuck…Kade” she called out, her body moved sweetly. It's been long she fucked.
He added a second finger, scissoring gently, curling just right.
He kept the pace torturously slow, thumb circling her clit in lazy figure eights while his fingers stroked that sweet spot inside that made her shake.
Every time she got close, he backed off, until she was babbling.
“Please… Kade, please…”
He leaned down, licked a stripe up her clit while his fingers kept their slow rhythm. Nayla’s hands flew to his hair, hips grinding against his face.
“Daddy,” she whimpered suddenly, the word slipping out broken and desperate. “Daddy, please, I need…”
Kade growled against her pussy, the sound vibrating through her.
He loved when she called him that. He loved the way it made her sound small and filthy at the same time.
He pulled his fingers out, brought them to her mouth. She sucked them clean eagerly, eyes locked on his.
“Turn over,” he ordered.
Nayla scrambled to obey, getting on all fours across the seat, ass in the air, face pressed to the leather. That tiny waist and huge ass on display made his cock throb painfully.
He rubbed the head of his dick through her slick folds, coating himself, teasing her entrance. Then he pushed in, one long, slow glide until he was buried to the hilt.
They both groaned.
She was so tight, so wet, clenching around him like she was trying to keep him forever.
He started moving, long, deep strokes that had her pushing back greedily, the car rocking slightly with every thrust.
His hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, pulling her onto him harder.
“Fuck, this pussy,” he gritted out. “So fucking good, baby.”
Nayla could only moan, high and broken, pushing back to meet every thrust. Her big tits swung beneath her, nipples brushing the seat with every movement.
Kade pulled out suddenly, making her whine, then pressed the slick head of his cock against her asshole.
He had prepped her earlier in the night with fingers and tongue; she was ready, relaxed, eager.
He pushed in slow, inch by inch watching her tight ring stretch around his thick cock. Nayla’s breath hitched, then melted into a long, filthy moan as he bottomed out.
“Oh my God, Daddy… so full…”
He gave her a second to adjust, then started moving slow at first, then harder, one hand reaching around to rub her clit in tight circles.
The angle was perfect; every thrust nudged her g-spot from the back.
Nayla started shaking apart within minutes, orgasm crashing over her hard, pussy clenching on nothing, ass gripping him like a vice.
Kade fucked her through it, then pulled out carefully. He flipped her onto her back again, spread her legs wide, and slid back into her pussy in one smooth thrust.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
Nayla’s eyes fluttered open, glassy and wrecked. He fucked her deep and steady, watching her big tits bounce with every stroke, one hand wrapped around her tiny waist like he could span it completely.
“Want to do something really dirty?” he asked, voice low.
She nodded frantically.
“69. Right here. I want that mouth again while I eat this pussy.”
They rearranged awkwardly but eagerly. Kade was on his back along the seat, Nayla climbing over him in reverse, knees on either side of his head, fat ass hovering above his face, her mouth already watering for his cock.
She lowered herself slowly until her pussy settled on his waiting tongue. At the same exact moment, she took him back into her mouth, deep, sloppy, no hesitation.
Kade groaned into her, the vibration making her thighs tremble.
He licked her like a man possessed, his tongue fucking her hole, then sucking her clit hard, hands spreading her cheeks so he could rim her ass again between licks.
Nayla ground down on his face, riding his tongue while she bobbed on his cock, taking him to the back of her throat over and over, gagging softly but never stopping.
The sounds were obscene, wet slurps, muffled moans, the creak of leather.
Nayla’s second orgasm hit fast, thighs clamping around his head as she came all over his tongue.
Kade kept licking her through it, relentless, until she was shaking and begging.
He felt his own climax building, balls drawing up tight.
“Gonna come,” he warned, voice muffled against her pussy.
Nayla doubled her efforts, sucking harder, hand pumping the base. Kade thrust up into her mouth once, twice and then erupted, thick ropes of cum painting her tongue, filling her mouth.
She swallowed greedily, only pulling off when he was spent and twitching.
She collapsed sideways, half on top of him, both of them panting, covered in sweat and each other.
The windows were completely steamed now, the truck smelling like sex and sweat.
Kade kissed her temple, hand idly stroking the curve of her ass.
“Love you, baby girl,” he murmured.
Nayla smiled against his chest, voice hoarse. “Love you too, Daddy.”
They stayed tangled like that for a long time, hearts slowing together, city lights flickering faintly through the fogged glass.
Deep down, the both knew this was the beginning of their love affairs.
They started as best friends and they would treat each other as best friends right in the relationship.
Kade knew this was his last stop and he would walk down the aisle with this woman in his arms.