Chapter 224
**Sara**
As I continued, his hands became more insistent, pawing at my breasts, pulling at my nipples until the mix of pain and pleasure was almost unbearable. My own arousal was building, making me shift and squirm in my seat.
"You're so fucking good at this," he growled, thrusting slightly to meet my movements. His fingers relented only to slip under my shirt, touching my skin.
But I had other ideas. Reluctantly, I pulled away from his cock, wiping the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand. His groan of protest made me grin.
"Enjoying the view?" I teased, sitting back on my heels and giving his straining cock a playful stroke.
He took a deep breath, his eyes dark with frustration. "You're a tease, you know that?"
"Only for you." I winked and reached for the hem of my shirt. "Now, let's make things interesting."
Tom's eyes followed my movements as I slowly lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it onto the front seat.
His hands were on me instantly, yanking down my bra cups to expose my breasts. He drew one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before giving it a sharp, satisfying nip.
"Fuck," I gasped, my hand flying to the back of his head to hold him there. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy. "More."
He didn't need further encouragement. He switched to my other nipple, giving it the same treatment, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak before sucking hard. I pressed against him, feeling the heat radiating off his body in waves.
Tom's hand moved down to unbutton my jeans, tugging them urgently. I lifted my hips, helping him shimmy them down my legs along with my panties. The leather seat was cold against my bare ass, but the heat between us more than made up for it.
His fingers danced up my thighs, parting them with gentle pressure. He knelt between my legs, his eyes locking onto mine as he kissed his way up my inner thigh. Each contact of his lips set my skin on fire, and I squirmed, desperate for him to reach my aching clit.
"Sara, you're so wet," he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. He paused just shy of my pussy, teasingly close.
"Shut up and eat me already," I panted, the anticipation causing my whole body to tremble.
His lips finally found my clit, giving it a slow, deliberate lick that made my hips jerk. He chuckled, one hand gripping my thigh to hold me still. "Patience."
"Patience, my ass—oh fuck!" The thought evaporated as his mouth closed over my clit, sucking gently. His tongue flicked against the sensitive nub, sending waves of pleasure rolling through me.
Tom's tongue worked me expertly, moving from my clit to thrust inside me and back again in a rhythm that had me gasping and moaning, my hands clutching at his hair to keep him where I needed him most.
The shock of each touch was heightened by our surroundings, the illicit thrill of knowing we could be caught at any moment amplifying my arousal.
His finger slipped inside me, curving to find that perfect spot. I cried out, every nerve ending lighting up. "Oh God, right there!"
He didn't relent, adding a second finger and pumping them in and out in a way that had me seeing stars. His mouth stayed focused on my clit, sucking and licking with an intensity that drove me wild.
"Tom, I'm so close—fuck, don't stop!" I begged, my hips moving against his hand, chasing that high.
But instead of pushing me over the cusp of bliss, he stopped. Just like that, the bastard stopped.
I blinked down at him, panting, and I must've looked like a crazed woman. "What the hell, Tom?"
He smirked, those perfect lips still close enough to make my skin tingle. "I figured you'd like the big finish better."
"Not if you kill me with frustration first," I growled, tugging at his hair in retaliation.
He withdrew his fingers from me, leaving me empty and aching. "Hold that thought."
He reached into his pocket, pulling out a condom like some suave magician. "Tada!"
I rolled my eyes, but my hands were already moving, taking the foil packet from him. "I'm starting to think you planned this abandoned parking lot thing."
"You think?" The smug son of a bitch grinned up at me. "Smart girl."
I tore the packet open, making quick work of rolling the condom over his throbbing cock. If he thought I was dragging this out, he had another thing coming.
"There. Now, lie back and think of England," I quipped, climbing atop him. The leather squeaked in protest again, but I ignored it, positioning myself over his thick length.
He grabbed my hips, guiding me down until I felt the head of his cock pressing against my entrance. "Ready?"
"Always." I sank down onto him, drawing a mutual groan from both of us as he filled me inch by glorious inch.
"Fuck, you're tight," he groaned, his fingers digging into my skin.
"Then maybe you should fuck me harder," I shot back, starting to ride him with growing intensity.
His eyes flitted from mine to my bouncing breasts, and I could swear I saw genuine awe there. "With pleasure, Ms. Parker."
As I moved, the car's suspension protested with soft creaks and groans as if it were sharing in our risqué adventure. I began to lose myself in the rhythm, his cock hitting all the right spots inside me.
"Oh God, Tom, you feel so good," I moaned, grinding down on him.
He brought his hand to my ass, giving it a playful slap before squeezing and spreading my cheeks. "So fucking hot, Sara."
I picked up the pace, bouncing on his cock with wild abandon. Tom's hands gripped my hips, guiding me, helping me ride him harder.
A burst of headlights caught my attention. I glanced out the window to see a car speeding past. Panic flared for a nanosecond, but Tom's breathless laugh returned my focus.
"Relax, no one can see. Tinted windows," he assured, though the grin on his face said he enjoyed the added thrill as much as I did.
"Good," I panted, leaning forward to kiss him. "Because I'm not stopping."
Tom's lips captured mine, hungry and demanding. His tongue tangled with mine, and I felt the pressure of our combined lust rising again.
I rocked against him, grinding my clit against the base of his cock, chasing the friction that had me on edge. His hands roamed my body, one thumb brushing my nipple while the other continued to grip my ass.
"Fuck, Sara," he groaned, thrusting up into me with renewed fervor.
"That's it," I murmured against his lips, "right there."
He kissed me harder, tongues battling as he continued to pound into me. Then his hand was back on my ass, delivering another playful slap before spreading my cheeks wide. The sting was delicious, spiking my arousal even higher.
"God, you're perfect," he rasped, his voice thick with need.
His words sent a rush of heat through me, emphasizing every nerve in my body. I quickened my pace atop him, riding his cock with desperation, feeling my orgasm nearing.
Tom's fingers found my clit, rubbing it in fast, tight circles. "Come for me, Sara. I want to feel you come."
That was all it took. The combination of his thrusts, his fingers on my clit, and his words pushed me over the edge.
"Oh fuck, Tom, I'm coming!" I screamed, my body tensing and trembling around him.
He thrust up into me, hard and fast, groaning as my pussy clenched around him. "Sara, oh fuck, yes."
Lights and stars exploded behind my eyelids as pleasure overtook me, wave after wave crashing through my body. I rode out my orgasm, clenching around his cock, feeling every inch of him.
Tom followed right behind me, his cock pulsing as he came, filling the condom with warmth. His hands gripped my ass tight, holding me to him as he emptied himself.
We stayed there, breathless and tangled, the world slowly returning to focus. I could still feel my heart pounding against my ribs, the remnants of ecstasy smoothing my sharp edges.
After a few moments, I gingerly lifted off him, wincing slightly as my sensitive flesh protested. Tom helped me, his hands gentle now.
I collapsed back into the seat beside him, looking utterly satisfied and disheveled. "So much for a quick trip to the game zone."
He chuckled, disposing of the condom with practiced ease. "Who needs arcade prizes when I have you?"
I swatted at his arm, but I couldn't help my grin. "Don't get used to it. If you think every trip will end in abandoned parking lots…"
He kissed me softly, a promise in his touch. "Who said anything about abandoned parking lots next time?"
My curiosity piqued, and I raised an eyebrow. "Next time, huh?"
"Oh, definitely next time." He winked, pulling me close. "This is just the beginning."
And as our lips met again, I couldn't find a single reason to disagree.
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