Worth It

Nick shifted gears as he accelerated on the highway, the pavement smooth beneath the tires. There weren’t many other cars on the road, but he was still finding it hard to focus on the road ahead as Mia’s lips grazed his ear.

“This is very unsafe,” Nick said, not sounding entirely concerned at the moment.

“Then perhaps you should pull over,” Mia murmured as she traced her fingers up over his knee.

“We’re already late for the party,” Nick protested.

“So, then, what’s the problem?” Mia asked, sliding her fingers up along his inner thigh. Nick stiffened under her touch.

“My sister will kill me if we’re any later than we already are,” Nick said. Mia gently trailed her fingers over the hardening bulge in his trousers and Nick sucked in a sharp breath. She took the zipper between her thumb and forefinger and Nick held his breath, anticipating her touch.

But it didn’t come. Instead, Mia sat back in her own seat, her creamy legs illuminated by the moonlight that flickered in through the window as they drove past the trees.

“If that’s the way you want it,” she said lightly. Nick exhaled deeply and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

“I’ll get you back for that later,” Nick said.

“If you say so.”

Nick noticed her moving in her seat and he looked over just in time to see her slip off her panties from underneath her dress, discarding them somewhere down on the dark floor near her stilettos.

“What are you doing?” Nick asked, forcing himself to focus back on the road.

“Nothing,” Mia said innocently. Nick looked back and saw her slide the hem of her dress higher, her hands running up the length of her thighs.

“Doesn’t look like nothing.”

Nick glanced back from the road and watched as she traced her fingers along her lips, parting them before she slipped a finger inside.

“Watch the road, Nick,” she said, her voice a lilting tease.

“Stop being such a hazard,” he retorted, gripping the steering wheel harder as he bit his lip. He looked back at her and watched as she began to rub herself in slow circles, sighing softly. Nick stared back at the road in front of him, trying not to look back at her, but he could hear Mia’s breath start to quicken. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her body starting to writhe with pleasure. Keeping his left hand on the wheel, he reached over with his right and touched her thigh. She groped for his hand and brought it closer to her. Her skin was slick under his touch and he slid two fingers inside her. Mia’s hips began to buck against his hand as she continued to rub herself, pulling herself closer to the edge.

Just before she came, Nick saw an exit ahead and quickly pulled the car off the road as she climaxed around his fingers, pushing him deeper as the sound of her pleasure filled the car. Nick removed his hand and turned down a quiet forest road, throwing the car in park and cutting the engine.

“Get in the back,” he said gruffly.

Mia obliged as he opened his own door, her legs still shaking a little. She sat down in the back of the car as Nick flung open his door and leaned in. He yanked her towards him and spread her legs, not even fully climbing into the backseat himself. Mia lay back on the seat, still breathing hard, and Nick desperately buried his face between her legs. Her taste was intoxicating, his tongue lapping at her hungrily. Mia moaned, her hand desperately reaching for something to hold on to before finally gripping the seat belt. Nick felt her legs tighten against his ears and he knew she was close. Her voice began to crescendo and her muscles tensed and just when Nick was sure she was on the edge, he sucked hard on her clit. She came undone, her body undulating under his tongue, her fingers knotted in his hair.

Mia was still catching her breath when Nick unbuckled his belt.

“Yes,” she whispered as she reached for the front of his shirt, hooking her fingers between the buttons to pull him closer. Nick positioned himself in front of her, drawing the tip of his cock up and down her wet folds. Mia grasped at his hips and plunged him into her. Nick groaned at the feel of her wrapping around him and they began to move together, their bodies finding an urgent rhythm, their melodies intertwining.

“I’m gonna–“she gasped before the sensation overtook her, crashing through her every nerve. As he watched her face, her words lost in ecstasy, Nick let himself go, thrusting into her until he collapsed, his hand slipping off the backseat before he caught himself on the floor. For a few moments, neither of them spoke.

“Now we’re really going to be late,” Mia said as she curled her hands around the back of Nick’s head, her pinky grazing his ear.

“Worth it,” Nick panted as he leaned down to kiss her. “Completely worth it.”

 


 

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Lola Black is a writer with an affinity for fantasy . . . especially fantasy football. She enjoys playing the slot, going for a first down, celebrating in the end zone, and she always insists on pass protection (safety first). Remember—it’s a game of inches.

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