The Little Car Escapade

Naomi's tongue grazed his tip once more, teasing him. His grip on the wheels only seemed to tighten, a groan escaping him as he struggled to keep his eyes on the road and a look of shock at the woman who had his dick in her mouth.

“You said fewer teeth and more of the tongue, no?” She reminded, taking his whole length in her mouth, earning a shudder from him.

He's been teaching her a few things ever since their first night together and she caught on rather quickly. And this? She was teaching his dick with the fascination of a lollipop, just like he had told her.

And damn she was too good.

“Uhm uhm,” Damon replied, his eyes studying her with a different look in his eyes.

She traced the line of his dick with her tongue, placing feathering kisses down its length and then placing it in her mouth, deep into her throat only to pull away before he could reach it.

“Fuck..” he cursed under his breath, his eyes barely focusing on the road now, glazed over with only one thought.

Naomi. And she's going to be the end of him.

She started moving fast, the silence in the car replaced by the sloppy sound of her mouth and Damon's grunts. Finally, he came to a red light, and he pulled the car to a stop.

Legalised down at Naomi, pulling her hair away from her face in a ponytail as he watched her run her warm mouth down his dick. He doesn't believe he could get any harder than he already was but he did.

Soon, he felt he was at the edge of his release. Damon tried to pull away, but Naomi wouldn't let him go that easily. She glanced up at him, eyes narrowed. “Hands on the wheel..”

Damon complained despite the desperate pleading in his eyes. Her mouth went faster and faster on him until he spilled his seed in her mouth.

Naomi straightened up, swallowing it all as she stared at him. Damon took a shaky breath. He had just made himself a bad girl.

“Better?” She asked, a smile playing on her lips.

Damon threw his head back on the seat, his head turned to the side as he pulled a stray strand of hair behind her ears..

“Perfect..”

She smirked. “Good..”

The light went yellow.

“Pull the seat back.” He said, his expression hooded. Naomi complied and moved her seat all the way back until she was lying down.

“Take off your skirt.”

She reaches for her waist and pulls her pencil skirt down until it falls down around her ankles.

“Spread your legs and turn towards me.”

She does, her eyes fixed on him at every command. Today had been a rollercoaster at his office, and it seems this man was yet to have his fill. Hell, she wasn't even sure he had come yet!

The green light comes on and Damon drives off. His fingers slipped on her clit, teasing at first, not ready to give her what she so desperately wanted.

No. She'll have to earn it..

Naomi's shaky breath filled the car as Dampn grazed over her clit over and over again. He would trace down the line of her pussy in a ridiculously slow movement, feeling her throbbing with each touch.

Then he slipped in his fingers, earning a gasp from Naomi. Hot juices slipped down her ass as he thrust deeper and deeper into her pussy.

One finger…and then two.

Naomi's moan soon filled the car, quite at first until she couldn't keep it down anymore. Her thighs quivered with sheer pleasure, pleading to be fucked right there and then by him.

“Damon..” She moaned, pleading to let the teasing stop, to give her what she wanted.

He smirked. “I'm driving..”

Naomi bit her lip, g9ght9ng back the desperation that threatened to slip through her lips. “Pull over.” She snapped.

“Anyone could see us,” he teased, throwing her very words back at her. Hell, he wanted more than anything to fuck her right here in the car. The backseat was spacious enough. This might be his favourite car from now on..

“I don't care.” She muttered just as his fingers went deeper into her pussy.

Damon pulled over. Naomi climbs to the backseat and Damon joins her, both hungry for each other. He pulled the first two buttons of her shirt, exposing her breast to him. He placed a kiss on her taut nipples, tucking and teasing her with his tongue until she was wet all over again..

His lips crashed down on her as he pinned her hands above her head with one hand and pulled her thighs closer to his waist with the other.

He slammed into her mercilessly, knocking the wind out of her as he did. He thrust deeper into her , earning shameless moans from her. He promised to be gentle, to go easy on her but he couldn’t.

Her pussy wall clenched to his dick like they were a perfect fit for each other. He lost control, diving deeper and faster into her without warning. Naomi's moans got louder, possibly echoing out on the street he had parked on but the windows were tinted.

Thankfully.

Her gasps tangled with his grunts, echoing through the car. Damon's hand went around her neck gently as he went even deeper, his eyes fixed on her and glazed over.

She was so beautiful...so precious…hed never let anything or anyone hurt her. Not even Jack and he would make sure of it!

He pulled her up to meet him, kissing her senseless while he flips her around, her back to him, both kneeling on the seat. He slipped in again, his hand around her neck and his mouth close to her ear as he thrust into her.

“Look at you..” he said, his eyes fixed on their reflection on the window in front of them.

“Look at us...”

Her eyes flickered open, goodness, they looked so perfect together. Both drunk with pleasure with eyes for only each other.

“We are perfect..” he muttered.

Naomi didn't say anything. How could she when he was pleasuring her like this? They were perfect.

Hell she knew when she walked down the aisle those years ago..