“Are you sure this is okay?”
“What’s wrong, ya scared?” Ethan flashed a devilish grin and hopped out of my car.
The last month had been perfect, even better than before the Salvatore deal. Something happened the day of the baseball game with Dad. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I liked it. I liked it a lot.
I stepped from the car and shut the door. “We’re hiding on the top of a hill watching a high school baseball team practice.”
“Shh. Keep your voice down.” Ethan crept around as if trying not to make a noise with his steps.
I whispered, “You’re proving my point.”
There was a prospect on the team, but he was only a junior. Ethan had been scarce with the details. I didn’t know if he was trying to protect me in case we were found out or what.
“I need to watch this kid play, but I don’t want our competition finding out about him.”
“Is that why we took my car? For your spy mission?”
“Of course.”
I could barely even see the players down on the field.
“And I wanted you alone, away from the office.”
His fingers pressed into my hips and his mouth met my neck, right in the sweet spot midway between my collarbone and earlobe.
My breath hitched. “We can’t. Not here.” Despite my words, I shoved my ass up against his cock. He was already thick and hard.
One of his hands slid up to my breast and he pinched my nipple through the fabric of my blouse. “Scared we might get caught?”
I tilted my chin up, his hand now groping me firmly. “Yes.”
He tweaked my nipple harder, pain and pleasure swirled down to my clit. “Mmm.”
“Good.” His knuckles grazed the outside of my thigh as he yanked my skirt up over my rear, exposing me to him. “I fucking love your ass.” One hand still cupping my breast, he clapped his other hand on one of my ass cheeks and squeezed, hard.
“God, you’re so dirty.” I tried to push back into him but he held me up against the car.
“Shh. You love it.”
I heard his zipper, and without notice his hard cock slid against my pussy over my panties.
He pushed me down on the hood of the car and splayed his fingers across the middle of my back. “Beautiful.”
“What?” I propped up onto my elbows and looked back over my shoulder at him.
He eyed me, bent over the car at the waist, like he wanted to eat me up. “This is my favorite look on you.” In a smooth motion he ripped my panties from me.
My eyes rolled and my eyelids fluttered closed for a second. I tried to play it off, like I wasn’t impressed. “Such a perv.” He loved it when I teased him, and it came naturally to me. So it’s obviously what I did.
He leaned over my back, his cock pressed hard against my ass. “We’ll see who’s the perv when you’re coming all over my dick.”
Shit!
He rolled his hips back and fisted his cock, teasing it in circles around my swollen entrance. “So. Fucking. Wet. Jenny.” He clapped a hand over my mouth and surged into me when he said my name.
“Fuck!” His palm caught my scream, and I nearly came just at his initial thrust into me.
His pace began slow, his words still hot and filthy. “You need me to slow down for you?” His hand slid from my mouth to my shoulder.
“I’m okay since this is about all you’ve got.”
He hooked an arm through both of mine, squeezing them both behind me and covering my mouth again. “Your smart mouth is about to scream my name into my hand.” He yanked me back into him as he thrust forward, angled perfectly to hit every spot that melted all brain activity.
“Fuck!” I squealed.
His hand over my mouth muffled my words. Ethan increased the tempo, pistoning his cock in and out of me until my vision started to blur. All I could hear was his pelvis slapping into my ass like rapid gunfire. The pleasure was too much, sensory overload.
“You about to come?”
I nodded furiously as his cock pounded me closer and closer to the ultimate high. Synapses fired everywhere, all at once, and I fought it with everything I had, trying to prolong the experience.
“Is this pussy mine?” he growled into my ear.
I nodded against his hand once more.
Somehow he sped up faster until I was full on moaning into his palm. He pulled me upright and slapped his hand on my breast, pinching my nipple so hard it hurt. My entire body shook with each thrust.
“So fucking tight and wet for me.”
“Mmhmm,” I moan-squealed.
“Come on my fucking dick, Jenny. Now!”
I seized up, my walls contracting around his length like a vise. He groaned as I spasmed around his thick shaft. “Fuck, Ethan!” I cried out into the trees, the pleasure so intense I nearly blacked out.
He was relentless, refusing to slow his pace. His hand went between my legs and he stroked my clit with two fingers, drawing out my orgasm even longer. “I’m almost there. Fuck,” he groaned.
I jerked my hips, slipping him out of me, and dropped to my knees. I looked up at him and took him as far in my mouth as possible, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock. He reached up and yanked on his hair with one hand, the other resting lightly on top of my head.
“Jesus Christ.”
Getting him off with my mouth was something I hadn’t tried yet. Small rocks and weeds dug into my knees but I didn’t care, I was a hundred percent focused on tasting him. I reached up and stroked his shaft in time with my head bobbing on his cock.
Releasing him from my mouth, I licked the entire length of him, staring up at him the whole way. When our eyes met, I said, “Come in my mouth.”
He nodded and I took him as far into the back of my throat as possible, so far that my eyes watered. His head flew back toward the sky. I reached around and dug my nails into his ass, keeping him as far back in my throat as possible. “Fuck,” he groaned. His legs stiffened and his hips jerked. He reached down and gripped my hair with both hands for support. His cock kicked, and hot spurts of his come shot into my mouth.
I swallowed as much as possible of the salty come that landed in the back of my throat. After a few more quick convulsions, his muscles relaxed and I sat back, releasing him.
He looked down at me, his chest heaving up and down with each of his pants. “Jesus.”
I wiped some of the spillage from my lips with my hand. “See, I can be dirty too.”
“No, that wasn’t dirty.” He smiled. “That was fucking hot as hell.”
He reached down and picked me up off the ground, then wiped some sweaty strands of hair from my face. “You didn’t have to do that for me. Must’ve been hell on your knees out here.”
“I kinda liked it.” I grinned. “And being out here in the middle of nowhere turned me on more than I thought it would.”
Ethan pushed my skirt back down over my ass, and then tucked his semi-hard dick back into his pants and zipped them up. “It was pretty fun, wasn’t it? I’m full of great ideas.” He smirked.
“You’re full of something. So you got that part right.”
He shook with laughter, then put a palm on each side of my face and kissed my forehead. “Sorry, you need to brush your teeth before I kiss that dirty mouth.”
I frogged him on the shoulder in a playful way.
He winced. “Jesus. I really don’t think you realize how hard you hit people.”
He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. Not a romantic kiss, a comforting kiss. The kind of kiss that lets someone know you would do anything for them.
“Fuck me, what is that?” Ethan grabbed me by the shoulders and moved me out of his way.
“What the hell?”
“Shh! Get in the car!”
He bolted out toward the main road, and then sprinted back over. I couldn’t tell if he was frightened or laughing his ass off. I confirmed the latter when he shot by me.
“Oh my God. Get in the car, hurry!”
I ran to the passenger door and yanked it open. Ethan hammered the gas as I was jumping in and closing the door behind me. The force when he made a hard left threw me against the door.
“What the hell?” I was half-joking, but I didn’t like not knowing what was going on.
Ethan couldn’t stop laughing and shaking his head. He drove my car through some grass and between a couple of trees. I was starting to think I’d need to have my ride checked at the auto shop after this.
“There was a sheriff pulling in through the brush.”
“What?” All the blood rushed from my face and left nothing but anxiety behind.
“People down on the field probably heard you screaming my name.” He sat there, his cheeks trembling with a laugh that he was holding in while trying to keep a straight face.
“Ethan Mason, do not hurt my car.” I glared, toying with him, trying to get the laugh to escape his lips. “And learn some fucking humility.”
He exploded with laughter and slapped his palm on the steering wheel. I couldn’t help but laugh too. He pulled out onto the main road we’d turned off, only about fifty yards away from the spot where we’d entered.
“You have to admit that was pretty funny.”
“We could have been arrested.”
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it. You said it turned you on.”
“I liked it until the cop was coming after us. God.”
“Did you get a look at the player we were supposed to be watching?” He glanced over and then back to the road.
“You’re out of control.” I couldn’t help but grin at his cute face and shake my head.
“You love it.”