At first, I thought he would be quiet along the way, but no. We talked the entire time, joking and laughing. It was so easy to be around him. Talking with Mark was like talking to an old friend. Little by little, I learned new things about him.
He owned the truck and had his own small business with it. Also, Mark casually mentioned he played college football. That was a no-brainer. The man had the body for it. We must have been so different in college. I, for sure, was a nerd, and he must have been the kind of guy who hung around frats and shit like that.
“So, they waved my daily fee at the town hall.” I pressed my lips and bit my lower one after.
“They did? You must be lucky.” Mark pretended not to know what I was talking about, and I bit my lip harder.
“Wonder who made that happen?” I teased, and he gulped before smiling.
“No idea.” He persisted with the pretending, and I chuckled. It was so obvious.
“Don’t think you owe me anything. You don’t,” he clarified before abruptly changing the topic. His finger pointed ahead. “Look. We’re here.” Mark parked the truck next to a building in an improvised dirt parking lot. Right beside it was a very simple restaurant, not too far from the shore. We could hear the waves from where we stood. As he always did, he asked me to wait and walked over to help me out. We walked to the small diner, and Mark opened the door for me. The place was a bit old, but it looked friendly and cozy.
“Sullivan! My man! I’ll be right there with you.” The tall African-American guy in the kitchen shouted, and Mark raised a hand to greet him. With his hand on the low of my back, Mark took us to the stools by the window, and we sat there.
“Do you come here often?” I guessed, and he nodded.
“He’s an old friend of mine. He owns this restaurant,” Mark informed me. No wonder the place felt warm like Mark was. Jackson only took me to high-end restaurants maybe once every two months, which always felt very impersonal. Like the kind of places one would be terrified to fart in. This was different, laid back, and home-like.
After I took my seat, Mark sat to my right. It was one of those old diner stools that could spin, and I held back from doing so. The window had a view of the boardwalk, with people passing by and the beach in the distance. This was so much different from the city. Everyone here looked relaxed, unhurried, and having fun.
A loud, deep voice behind us spoke, and we both looked his way.
“What do we have here? The girlfriend? Did my girl right here tame the beast?” the man joked around, accentuating the word beast and giving Mark a solid smack on his back while showing a playful grin.
Okay, I like this dude already. Neither Mark nor I corrected him, but we did glance at each other and smile.
“Jemal, at your service.” He took my hand and shook it firmly in his huge one. “Do you two lovebirds need time to think before placing your order?”
“Nah, I’ll have the same. Get her whatever she wants.” Mark passed me the laminated menu, and I glanced at it before putting it down.
“You know, I’m gonna trust the beast. I want the same as what he’s having,” I ordered, and Jemal stepped back and raised his hands in the air.
“Oh! Okay, okay! Hold on. Hold on. That’s a whole lot of food right there. We are not shy with portions here.” Jemal paused for effect and talked while moving his hands. “Are you sure you want a one-pound cheeseburger with extra bacon, all the toppings in the house, two sides of french fries, a large-size soda, a milkshake, and a house donut for dessert?” he listed.
My mouth dropped wider with every item he mentioned.
“The fuck, dude?” I looked at Mark with my mouth open in surprise and playfully smacked his shoulder.
My eyes moved back to Jemal. “You know what? Fuck it! Give me that. I’ll pack what I can’t finish. That will be enough to have me eating for the rest of the week.” I snorted, and Jemal laughed, patting my back.
“Yeah, man. . . I like her. Be right back with that.” He turned away. “Yo, Imma gonna need a fucking shopping cart to bring ya’ll that food. Give me a hot second,” he spoke, pointing our way as he walked to the kitchen, and my eyes traveled to the man covering his mouth next to me.
“Really?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at Mark, and he half shrugged.
“He’s an excellent cook,” was his excuse.
“And I thought I was a pig.” I blurted out, and we both chuckled.
As we looked at the distance, we continued talking. Mark treated me as a friend would, and I was honestly comfortable with him. Maybe too comfortable?
Ah, shit! Should I be worried? What if he wasn’t interested in me? What if he only felt bad for me and wanted to be nice?
Just as I was afraid we weren’t on the same page, Mark reached for my hand, took it, and tangled our fingers together. My eyes traveled to our hands, then back to him, but he had his sight trained on the view.
“Okay, here we have it.” Jemal came over with two humongous burgers and placed the plates in front of us. Mark let my hand go and made space for the plates. That thing was monstrous, but it looked juicy and delicious. I couldn’t resist it. As soon as Jemal stepped away to get the rest of the food, I took a bite and moaned.
“Uuhhh! This is heaven!” I exaggeratedly declared in what sounded like a squeal. Best burger ever. Forget the one pound; I wanted two.
“You like it?” Mark questioned. His amused expression was carefully studying mine.
I moaned again. “Yes! So good!” I couldn’t believe I had never been to this place. For sure, this would be among my top ten favorite restaurants from then on.
Mark cleared his throat. “Isn’t that too much meat for you, princess?” His tone changed, somehow becoming serious, and he started to eat without looking my way.
I licked my lips before I answered.
“I can take it.” I smiled with my mouth full, and he replied in between bites.
“That, I know.”
What?
Jemal came over again, this time with the fries and sodas on a tray. Mark and I were already chewing on that delicious meal, so we just nodded to let him know we were thankful.
“Let me know if you need anything else. I’ll give you your milkshakes in a bit. There are other customers.” I looked back and saw another couple and a family of four already seated. Before going his way, Jemal gave Mark another pat on the shoulder.
Taking another mouthful, I moaned once more. “Oh, God! This is good!” I continued to enjoy my food loudly, and Mark focused all his attention on me.
“What?” I asked while chewing, but he shook his head, passed me a napkin, and continued eating. He moved his eyes back to the view outside.
Giving my burger another exaggerated bite, I chewed the meat as best I could. This was mouth-watering good. Once more, I looked beside me to see Mark staring again. He must have thought I looked hideous while eating.
“Really! What is it? Haven’t you ever seen a small girl like me take so much meat in her mouth?” I joked with a wink, and he laughed, nearly choking on his food.
“Oh, that I have, princess.” He kept laughing.
“Then what?”
“You are fucking gorgeous,” he mumbled while chewing, and my mouth dropped.
“Say what?” Did he say what I think he said? It couldn’t be. I must not have heard him right. Mark finished chewing and swallowed.
“Most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life,” he said clearly before taking another bite out of his burger, keeping his eyes set out the window.
Damn!
I remained frozen in place, with my mouth open and the burger in my hands about to fall. My gaze traveled to his face, but Mark continued eating as if nothing had happened. I didn’t think anyone had ever said something like that to me. I didn’t even know how to react.
“Don’t go around offering blowjobs to random dudes. I’m sure there will be an asshat who will take your word for it,” Mark broke the silence and then took another bite. His baby blue eyes landed on me, making me snap out. I swallowed what I had started chewing before I smirked widely.
Fuck yeah! This beast liked me.
With that confidence boost, I gathered all my courage and got playful.
“What, are you regretting that you didn’t take it when you had a chance?” I quipped and bit my lip while looking at him through my eyelashes.
“Maybe. I still have a chance, don’t I?” Mark winked and took a bite as if we were talking about the weather.
That man!
“So. . . that was what you planned all along?” I asked with a grin, hoping to make this conversation even more heated.
“What?”
“To keep my mouth full of meat the entire night.” I bluntly stated and took a bite out of my burger. Glancing at him, I returned the wink.
Mark couldn’t hide the smile. He placed his burger on the plate and shifted his body. “Doll, that pretty little mouth of yours will have trouble taking all of it in.” Mark moved one hand to my face and wiped my lower lip with his thumb.
“What?” I asked between chewing before my brain realized what he just said. It took me a second to understand that indirect message, but my eyes widened as soon as I did.
Holy fuck!
“Oh!” I choked on my burger and began coughing.
Oh, snap! I poked the bear. Everyone had a limit, and Mark had just reached his. He was going to fuck the shit out of me.
Yes!
Mark passed me a soda, and I took a sip to push the food down. With how big he was, I was certain he wasn’t exaggerating. Either way, I decided to continue bothering him.
“Pfft, I’m sure I have had one bigger,” I joked, remembering the stupid thing I did back in college. “Now, that was a monster! Trust me,” I shrieked.
Mark raised his eyebrows and laughed but didn’t dispute it. I assumed he was one of those “show, not just tell” kind of people.
It did not surprise me to see he finished his meal and even ate some of mine. As I wanted, I packed up my leftovers, and Mark took them to the truck. When he returned, he held my hand, and we went for a long walk along the shore.
The breeze was warm, and we took slow steps. With our fingers tangled, we watched the sunset and talked about anything and everything. I couldn’t remember talking this much to anyone other than Aanya before. Each glance we stole, each brush of our arms, each caress of our fingers, felt sweet. It was peaceful, like something I had never had with anyone. I came to dinner, hoping to get drilled, but this was just as nice.
Hold it!
Was he planning on just holding my hand for the rest of the evening? No can do!
The sun had gone down, and we were already on our way back to his truck. Halting, I pulled on him and made him stop as well. Those beautiful light blue orbs looked into my eyes, and I stepped closer.
Softly placing a hand on his chest, I caressed him over his shirt, and he put his hand over mine. Before I could speak, Mark lowered his head and kissed me. At first, it was a small peck, but soon, it landed somewhere between sweet and hot. I loved it. We kissed for a long while before slowly stepping into a dark corner where we would be out of sight of most people walking by.
Moving his head back, Mark broke the kiss. “I know this is our first time out, and we are close to your apartment, but. . . can I take you to my home? I won’t make it another day without having you,” Mark confessed, and I smiled. He wanted this almost as much as I did.
Taking his head and pulling him down once more, I kissed him. This time, I made it sensual, deepening my tongue in his mouth, savoring him. When I felt like I was running out of breath, I broke the kiss, but Mark continued to kiss my lower lip, his teeth sensually dragging it into his mouth.
“I don’t think I can make it that long,” I confessed, kissing him again. And his smile widened against my lips.
“Your place?” he continued his suggestions, and I shook my head.
“Too far.” My hand closed on his shirt, fisting it. I wanted nothing more than to take it off and touch his skin.
“There’s a quiet spot by the beach nearby. Let’s go there. Can you make it?” Mark joked, and I laughed, sneaking my hands under his shirt, feeling the hard body beneath it. Likewise, Mark snaked his warm hands under my skirt and filled both of his hands full of my ass, squeezing them.
“I’ll try. . .” I breathlessly voiced, and he gave a soft smack to one of my ass cheeks, making it bounce before he took my hand and walked back to the truck. We must have passed through the small crowd of people on the boardwalk in about two minutes before making it to the now-dark parking lot.
The place was empty, and the passenger door was out of sight, facing a building’s wall. Opening the door for me, he asked me to get in, and when I teased him as I did before, bending over, he ran his warm hands up my legs and grabbed my ass.
“Fuck!” Mark grunted as he lifted my skirt to my waist and opened up my ass cheeks. Finding my white thong, he pulled it up, burying it between my pussy lips.
“So fucking sexy.” His heavy hand pressed my back down, making my chest rest on the seat. I tried to look back, but it was dark. Mark opened my legs, and the moment I felt his tongue on my covered pussy, I moaned.
Reaching back, I tangled my fingers in his dark hair as he kept eating me up. Those sinful lips smacked against my folds, and I saw stars. Mark moved the wet thong to the side and inserted a finger, curving it at the same time as his lips found my small clit.
“Mark! Oh, fuck!” I squealed aloud, and he placed his free hand around my mouth.
“Don’t make a fucking sound,” he breathed with his mouth on my pussy and speeded up his finger. Mark fucking knew what he was doing because he curved it, touched the right spot, and moved it fast. Families were walking by, so I should have kept my voice quiet, but I couldn’t. It felt too good.
My moans got desperate. He took his finger out of my pussy and stuck it inside my mouth, making me suck on it. He then used his other hand to insert two fingers inside me, expertly massaging my sweet spot.
“Suck on them, princess,” he ordered, inserting another finger in my mouth as he resumed the fast thrusting of his digits inside my cunt and rapid licking of my clit.
“Mmm, Mmm, Uuhh!” I came hard on his hand with his fingers muffling my moans, and he pulled them out. Mark took my wet thong and then slipped it off my legs.
“Keep those off.” He tossed them next to me on the seat and gave my ass a hard smack.
“Ow, fuck, that hurt!” I complained, but that just made my cunt clench harder. Mark just laughed and pulled my skirt down.
“Been wanting to do that for a really long time. You earned it,” Mark declared, waited for me to sit up, and then closed the door. I pressed my legs, still feeling my walls contracting as that mind-blowing orgasm slowly calmed. He ran to the other side with a huge boner trapped in his jeans and got in. As soon as he did, I moved closer and placed my hands over it. I wanted it.
“Wait, babe. It won’t be long.” He turned the truck on, and I ignored him. I fucking wanted it badly. My hands searched for his zipper, and I lowered it.
“Dae, people will see you. I’m not fucking stopping until we make it there,” he warned, and I laid face down on the seat, out of sight, and tussled with his pants to free his cock. Mark had already set me on fire, and I couldn’t wait to have a part of him inside me.
Giving up, Mark shifted his weight and helped me get his dick out. He was already half-hard. Placing his fist around it, he tried to get it ready for me, but I removed his hands.
“Mine!” I joked, caressing its length. It quickly hardened in my small hands and began twitching. He wasn’t kidding! This was a monster. Just as monstrous as the other guy. As Mark drove, I wrapped my lips around it and sucked his head. Delicious.
Using my tongue to massage his shaft, I continued licking and sucking until I relaxed my jaw and let his cock reach further back, gagging on it.
“Aahh, fuck! Go deeper!” Mark groaned, placed a hand on the back of my head, and pushed me down on him. “Take that cock, babe,” he grunted, and I got excited.
Taking in as much as I could, I continued to gag on it. Mark’s hand moved from the back of my head to the back of my neck and held me firmly, helping me get to a steady rhythm. The lewd sound of wet dick sucking filled the space, and I moved one hand between my legs to touch myself.
The view of this man grunting and moaning as I sucked his rock-hard cock was beyond hot. Mark’s eyes never left the road, but his entire body was reacting. His skin had goosebumps, and his cock tasted salty. He must have been oozing a lot of precum.
“So good!” he almost moaned, gripping the steering wheel tighter with one hand and tensing his abs. I could feel the truck taking turns, but I didn’t stop sucking him off, just as he never loosened his grip on my neck. Mark was guiding me on him as he wanted to.
I felt the truck stop, heard him put it in park, and then he placed both hands on my head and fucked my face. His hips thrust upward, and he moaned, throwing his head back. I had to tap his thighs to let him know I needed air, and he pulled out. While I took a much-needed breath, he reached for his wallet and pulled out several condoms, tossing them on the dash.
Keeping one in his hand, he eagerly pulled his pants down, opened the first three buttons of his shirt, and took it off. While he did that, I sat on my knees and observed where the heck he had taken us. Mark had parked us in front of the shore, with the perfect view of the sea and the moon shining a magical reflection over the water.
So romantic.
My eyes traveled to the many condoms on the dash, and I laughed.
“You came prepared?”
“A girl once told me I should always carry them. You never know. Things can get heated when you least expect it,” he recalled, and I nodded.
“She is smart.” I had to thank her. Safety first!
Mark rolled down the magnum condom and tossed the foil packet aside. “Come sit on that cock,” he instructed, and I took my heels off and crawled over. Lifting my skirt, I moved my leg to his other side and straddled him. As soon as I was over him, Mark grabbed my ass and squeezed it. The space between him and the steering wheel was a bit tight, but thankfully, I was small enough to fit there comfortably.
Reaching for his wrapped cock, I centered it, and before I could drop on him, he held my hips and pushed me down, impaling me. His thick cock entered me slowly, and that sensation alone made my eyes roll.
“Keep dropping,” he ordered, moving my dress's sleeves off my shoulder and pushing my dress down. “All the way in, babe.” He pulled my bra downward as well, and as soon as my breasts were freed, he took one in his mouth.
Honk!
My back accidentally pressed the horn, and I jumped up. Mark took that chance to slam me down on him once more. With my white dress around my waist, I began to ride that massive rod.
“Come here,” Mark ordered, grabbing my neck firmly and pulling me closer to his lips as I bounced on him. His open mouth ran down my jaw, neck, breast, then back up. Those colossal hands couldn’t get enough of me as he desperately moved them all over my body.
“Uuhh! So good!” I moaned with my eyes rolling and his lips on my neck. Mark’s hips sprang into action, jolting up, meeting my thrusts.
“Is that the best dick you ever had, princess?” He grabbed me by the neck and kissed me deeply.
“Yes!” I confessed. The other guy I fucked was in a hurry, and we didn’t last long. This was much more than just sex, and, to be honest, even when it felt this good, it scared me a little.
“Even that guy you mentioned in the restaurant?” Mark jealously questioned while laying open-mouth kisses on my shoulder. I let my head fall back to give him more of me.
“Are you afraid of the competition?” I teased, not knowing why he would want to have this conversation now.
“There is no competition here, babe.” He closed his lips around one of my sensitive nipples and sucked it. Once he let it go, Mark placed both of his hands on my hips and made me bounce faster on his cock.
“Aahh!” I held on to his arms, digging my nails into them, and then his hips thrust upwards as he slammed me down on him.
“Ah, fuck! Aaah!”
“That tight little pussy is about to make me come, princess,” he breathed out. Everything in me clenched hard and then exploded. A powerful orgasm shook me, and I came all over his thick meat. Instead of stopping, he sped up his pace. My body lost its strength, and I fell over the steering wheel.
Honk!
Not giving a fuck, Mark continued to dick me hard. All his muscles tensed, and the loud rhythmic honking of his horn became faster. I put my hands up on the ceiling to hold myself, and Mark placed his calloused hands on my torso, pressing me down on him at the same time his dick moved up, filling me to the maximum.
Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk!
“I’m coming, babe.”
Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk!
“Aahh! I’m fucking coming.”
Honk! Honk! Hooooooonk!
Mark’s trembling body leaned over mine as he hugged me, and his heavy weight made my back press his horn, announcing to the world we had just had the best sex ever.