Licking my lips, I unconsciously mirrored his movements. My hand went between my legs as I began to pet and rub my own slick sex.

When I started to moan once more, Flint said, “Take your pants down, Aria. I want to see that pretty pussy as you play with it.”

Hot and flushed, I did as I was told without question. Going all in, I dragged my pants and panties to my ankles, too eager to even take off my seatbelt, before kicking them off. As soon as I was free of the restrictive Lycra and my lacy panties, my heat scent assaulted my nostrils. The smell and my juices were a turn on even for me. I could only imagine what it was like for Flint, who was already thrumming with tension.

“That’s it, babe. Spread your legs nice and wide so I can see all of you,” he ordered in an intense, gravelly voice.

My fingers slipped between my lower lips and began to circle my clit. I worked the swollen bud roughly, grunting and panting as I climbed the steep mountaintop of my pleasure.

Needing more, my free hand began to cup and squeeze my breasts. My nipples turned to sharp peaks, and I began to tweak and pinch them, sending little bolts of electricity straight to my greedy sex.

“Fuck me, that looks so good,” Flint groaned. No longer able to hold out, he worked hard to drive the car in a straight line and unzip his pants and to free the monster inside.

As soon as he did, I was riveted. My fingers on my breasts abandoned the pert mounds and traveled down my body, seeking the wet, tight hole between my legs. Needing all the stimulation I could get, I plunged two fingers inside my core, scissoring them open as I circled my swollen clit with the other. As I played, wet squelching sounds accompanied the fingers pressing in and out of my slit.

“That’s it. Loosen up your tight cunt for me so I can fit this fat cock inside of you, Aria,” Flint encouraged, his eyes rapidly shifting back and forth from me to the road. His muscles flexed as though he was employing all his self-restraint to keep him from leaping over to my side of the vehicle.

Fisting that amazing dick of his, he choked it hard from the root to the tip where a thick bead of his precum suddenly appeared. Entranced, I studied that pearlescent drop, panting anew as I watched it glisten and trickle slowly over his fat purple plum.

I wanted that bead so badly, I could barely breathe. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. It called my name, begging to be sampled on my tongue and inside every hole in my body.

“I warned you once before, babe,” Flint reminded me in a gravelly voice, “stop looking at me like that, or I’m going to give you exactly what you’re asking for … whether you know what that is or not!”