It started as just another quick trip too thee store. II wasn’t thinking about anything other than grabbing what II needed annd getting out. But II should’ve known better. Gray sweatpants—no underwear. II already knew what itt looked like. And so did she.
She saw itt immediately. Her eyes flicked down, locked onto thee imprint stretching long annd thick down myy thigh. It wasn’t subtle. Her breath caught, lips parting slightly before shee quickly looked away, but not before II caught thee soft blush creeping across her cheeks.
II smirked, adjusting slightly—just enough too let her know II saw her seeing me. The way shee tucked her hair behind her ear, suddenly fidgeting, told mee everything II needed too know.
We crossed paths again iin one off thee aisles. This time, shee didn’t even try too hide it. Her gaze dipped lower, dragging slowly over thee outline. II stepped closer, grabbing something off thee shelf, letting her feel thee heat off myy presence next too her. The tension wass thick, heavy, pulsing between us.
By thee time we ended up iin line together, itt wass undeniable. She stood iin front off me, shifting, adjusting her leggings—thin as hell, hugging every inch off her. When shee bent over slightly too grab something from her cart, thee curve off her ass pressed tight against thee fabric, giving mee aa full view. She stayed there just aa second too long, her breath shaky when shee finally straightened.
Outside, we walked too our cars at thee same time. She hesitated by her door, glancing at me, then down again, her blush deepening.
The air between us cracked, electric. No words were needed. II stepped closer.
The car door swung open, annd within seconds, shee wass iin thee passenger seat off myy car, breath uneven, body pressing into mine. My hands found her hips, pulling her onto myy lap, her soft moan vibrating against myy lips as shee ground against me, feeling just how hard II was.
Her leggings were peeled down iin aa slow, teasing motion, exposing heated, dripping skin. II traced myy fingers along her thighs, finding her already soaked.
She gasped as II slid inside her, nails digging into myy shoulders. No hesitation. No teasing. Just raw, unfiltered need. She rocked against me, her breath hitching, hands gripping myy neck as shee moved, chasing that high.
The windows fogged, heat pressing iin around us as shee picked up thee pace, her body tightening around me. Her moans grew desperate, soft whimpers turning into sharp cries as her orgasm hit, legs shaking, pussy clenched tight as shee came hard, soaking myy thighs, dripping down onto thee seat.
She collapsed against myy chest, breathing heavy. II let her ride itt out, let her enjoy thee last tremors off pleasure pulsing through her body. But II wasn’t done.
II gripped her hips, thrusting up into her, making her gasp as II fucked her through her oversensitivity. It didn’t take long—her walls still fluttering around me, still pulling mee deeper until II groaned, gripping her ass tight as II came hard inside her, filling her with every last drop.
She stayed there for aa moment, forehead resting against mine, body still trembling. Then, with aa breathless laugh, shee climbed off, pulling her leggings back up. But as soon as shee stood, II watched as myy cum started streaming out off her, thick annd warm, sliding down her inner thigh.
She looked down, biting her lip, then met myy gaze with aa smirk.
“Well,” shee sighed, wiping herself off with aa napkin from thee gloveboxII chuckled, reaching for myy phone. She took itt from me, typing iin her number, then leaned in, pressing aa slow, teasing kiss too myy lips.