|“So now that you’ve met me, what now?” she asked.|
“That’s a loaded question, Maddy. Because in all honesty, all I want to do right now is take you into my arms and…” Whoa, boy. He stopped himself. Be a gentleman, don’t scare this one away. She might be worth keeping. He cleared his throat and continued. “My motive for finally getting the balls to meet you might shock you.”
“Try me!” Maddy replied then smiled as she realized that he didn’t understand that the way he spoke to her was actually shocking. He was definitely unique. If she were really a lady, she might have actually been shocked.
“I have a car waiting out back. We could take a ride if you’d like.”
She looked at his outstretched hand and took it without thinking twice. Once outside, she stepped through the door and into the backseat of the car. A town car, her favorite.
“I hope you don’t mind.It’s all I could find at this time of night.”
“Relationships aren’t built on fast cars and sex, Shawn…we really don’t know each other.” She bit her lip. What the hell was she saying?Mentioning sex when they had just met. He would think she was a lush.
“Not that that sex was on my mind. Or the reason I wanted to meet you, but since you mention it, how about you let me the judge of that. Come here.” Shawn chuckled. He’d have never believed Maddy Fortin could stumble on her words. It was a side of her he did not expect but admittedly enjoyed.
“No. We have more getting to know each other to do first.”
“I said come here.”
“And I said no.”
“You have the most awesome body, Maddy, I just want to touch you.” He fingered the tips of her blond hair where it sat on the tops of her breasts.
She slid away from him. “Whoa, boy, let’s just slow down a bit.”
“No fucking way. I can’t wait to taste you. Don’t lie, Mo. You know you’re curious,” he replied.
“Nobody calls me Mo unless I tell them they can. It’s sort of a family name…”
“Can I call you Mo?” He twirled her hair around his finger, forcing her closer.
“I…suppose…” Maddy put her hand over the large peace sign buckle of her belt where it held her pants together when he reached for it. “I can admit that I want you to…taste me, Shawn, but let’s slow down a bit, please. It’s happening too fast. I need to get to know you better.”
“So, whaddya wanna know? I’ll tell you anything you want.”
“How old are you?”
“I’m older than you,” she replied.
“You don’t mind?”
“Fuck no. Why would I? I’m attracted to you, not your age.” He crawled across the seat and joined her on her side of the car. “I know this is fast, Mo, but I also know you know it’s right. Just relax and let it go. I promise I’ll make it good.”
She flinched when he grabbed her and pulled her toward him. Not because he hurt her, but because he was so demanding. His mouth covered hers, and she relaxed. God, he tasted good. Even the tiny dimple in his chin turned her on. What was it about him that drove her nuts?
Her tongue matched his in intensity, dueling and fucking each other’s mouths as if they would never get their fill. When he pulled away and continued a path with his lips down her neck, she moaned. “You’ll be the death of me. I don’t even know you and I know this.”
“Mmm, I hope so.” He mouthed his reply against her neck as he ran his hand up her thigh.
“The hotel is only a few blocks away…can’t we wait?” she asked.
“My cock is only a few inches away, and it can’t wait”
Despite herself, she giggled. “Tell the driver to take the long route through town?”
“I already did. It only took one Benjamin to get him to agree.”
“You paid him?”
“Of course. You would have done the same if you had thought about it.”
“I suppose so…”
“I know so, now shush up and enjoy what I’m doing. I want you to remember our first time like it was your first.” Shawn unhooked his seat belt and dropped down to the floorboard in front of her. Taking his time, he slid his hands up her legs and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of her pants and panties. Slowly, he pulled them down to her thighs. Even in the darkness of the car, he could see her pussy was pink and hot. He could feel the heat emanating from it, practically begging him to do what he was already planning to do. He already loved her pussy, and the way her lips were so plump. Perfect, just perfect.
Out of all the men in the world, he was more than glad that he was the one she was with tonight. That he was the one who could say that she had just given him permission to touch her, to taste her, to spread her legs wide open and plunge into her until he had quenched the sexual need that had ridden him hard from the moment he’d met her.
Wanting to see more, he reached up and turned on the light above them. Then he pushed her clothes down around her knees, spread her thighs apart, and watched as her lips slightly separated. Eagerly, he slipped the index finger on his right hand into her tight, dripping pussy a couple of inches. She moaned and wiggled against his finger, so he pushed it even further inside her until his palm cupped her vulva and his thumb covered her swollen clit. He strummed it once then twice, and her vagina clenched around his finger, God, he wanted to make her cum.
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