Chapter 129 Hot, Hard, Heavy
Eden’s Point of View
I maintained eye contact as I sucked on him; his face was flushed, and his eyes were narrowed lustfully at me. I felt him swell and pulsate in my mouth, and I went a little deeper than before till I felt him reach the back of my throat.
Theron’s hands suddenly grabbed my jaw roughly, pulling me away from his groin, and his dick fell out of my mouth with a wet sound since it was coated with my saliva. I wiped the edge of my mouth that was already starting to hurt.
I glanced at him curiously, wondering why he had suddenly stopped me. I was having fun exploring what I could do to him.
I enjoyed every tensed movement, the way the muscles in his thighs clenched and released, and the strained groan that escaped him every minute, the way he grabbed my hair and helped me see him.
See how much he needed me, how much he craved and wanted me, how much I affected him, and how much pleasure I could give him.
I wasn’t ashamed of it anymore. When we are alone, it’s just me and him, no filters, no pretending, and no hiding.
Just us.
Theron’s breath came out in shaky pants as he brought me further up to his chest, forcing me to straddle him. I held on to each side of his arms, noticing how tensed his muscles were, his arms wrapped around my body, and his forehead rested against my collarbones.
He was breathing heavily, so he took his time to steady his breathing. “What is it?” I whispered, realizing he’s got me locked in. “Wait.” He urged me, his voice raspy, and his body trembled slightly. “Just wait a moment.”
“Are you sick?” I asked curiously.
“No.”
“Then why did you stop me?”
“I think I fell in love with you again.” He answered, his hot breath seeped in through the material of my clothes, and I felt my heart stop in my chest. “And you were going to ruin me.”
He looked up at me; his long lashes fell over his very expressive eyes.
“Do you want to go inside?” He asked curiously as he kissed my neck, his large hands climbing up my body. “We could finish this inside.”
“We haven’t done it in a car before,” I answered back and then winked at him.
“Well then.” He brings my face closer to his, and he seized my lips with his hot mouth, taking me, claiming and tasting me.
His hands slid into my top, wandering around until he found the hooks of my bra; he undid it almost instantly. He broke the kiss and raised my top; his eyes flickered to mine before he took my nipples in his mouth.
“Arm…” I bit down on my lips, forcing the moan back as he sucked my breast, his other hand massaging my free breast. My body squirmed against him, and my pssy flooded when I realized it was inches away from his rocking hard dick.
I sat down on it and ground against him.
“You’re getting quite bolder, love.” He murmured against my breast, and then he grabbed my neck, yanking me forward, making me lean towards him, to share my gaze. “I like it.”
“Uhm.” I moaned shamelessly when he lifted my skirt and positioned himself properly, allowing my pssy to sit directly on him.
“Open your mouth.” He ordered, and I did; he slid two of his fingers in my mouth, pressing down against my tongue. “Suck along with me, and no matter what, don’t spit them out, bite me if you have to.”
I nodded hurriedly at him, as my tongue wrapped around his finger, his other hand slid up my thighs, finding my very wet part. His thumb pressed against my sensitive spot, and he rubbed in circles.
I felt myself stiffen; the moan was muffled against his fingers. I had forgotten just how good this man was with his fingers.
My eyes rolled backwards from the mounting pleasure.
“You are so wet for me, aren’t you?” I nodded again at his question, as he rubbed even harder against my panties that were absolutely drenched in my juices. The faster he went, the more difficult it was to keep his fingers in my mouth.
His eyes warned me, and so I pressed my teeth against his fingers, as I cried out my pleasure.
His finger slid the panties to the side, overstretching them a little bit, and I heard the tear, and he touched me; I felt myself jolt slightly from the nakedness of his touch.
“Look how happy you are to have me.” He brought his fingers that were coated with my juices and smeared them against my cheeks. “Raise your hips for me.”
I did, and I felt my pssy throb in appreciation when I felt his tip pressed against my entrance.
“Um…” I breathed along with it, and he glanced at me, rubbing himself hard and heavy against my clit.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking beautiful.” His fingers slipped out of my mouth.
“Yes.” I moaned as soon as I could, my body trembling in respect to the torturous pleasure. “Please.”
“Beg for it.” He urged.
“Please put it in,” I begged.
“Tell me what you want.” He ordered again and then stopped rubbing me.
“Fuck me, Honey, please.” My voice shook as I leaned forward, my pssy twitching, he slammed into me.
His hands were grabbing my waist as he moved my hips along with his. I continued for him, bouncing on top of him.
The sounds of our wet skin slapping against the other echoed in the tight compartment of the car.
“Urgh! Oh, yes, ah-” I moaned loudly, and his hands fumbled with my chest, his hips rocking underneath me, making our movements faster. “Yes, yes.”
Our breaths mangled with each other, and then I felt it crash over me, waves of non-stop pleasure. I quivered and shook violently, but Theron grabbed my body tightly and pumped even faster into me. My eyes rolled backward as I felt my soul leave my body.