Oral Care

Chapter 18: Respect My Decisions

*** Evelyn's POV ***

"Which one's yours?" He asks breathlessly. I click the unlock button and my car flashes its lights in the dimly-lit garage. "Let's go."

We casually walk over to the driver side together. I look around to see where the security cameras are and thankfully they are not within view. As I am looking, Rafael hooks the top of my pants with his finger and pulls me into him. I delight in his touch as he wraps me in his arms and starts kissing my neck. I palm his length in his pants, making him groan into my ear.

"I'm sorry this has to be quick." I apologize, reaching behind him to get the door open. He shifts his weight and sinks into the backseat. I give a real quick look around again before disappearing inside. I kneel over him and rip my shirt over my head before dropping lower to steal another kiss from his lips.

His hands work underneath me, unbuttoning his shirt before reaching around me to unhook my bra. Once undone, he guides my bare breast to his mouth, growling as he digs into my flesh with his lips and teeth. I brace myself with one hand and set to work on his fly. He shifts to my other breast staring up into my eyes with ravenous need.

With his fly open, I reach into his pants and grip his hard shaft at the root. I give him a good squeeze and move my hand up and down while grazing his tip with my thumb. God, I want him in my mouth. I push myself upright and move back as best as I can. He lifts his hips to free himself from his bottoms, leaving them around his knees. Even in the low light, I am impressed by his length.

I plant my hands on either side of his hips and lower myself down, first grazing him with my breasts then shifting back so I can take him in my mouth. His hips buck a bit and I gag, but quickly recover and set a good pace. His moans fill the car and his hand gets lost in my hair as his nails lightly scratch my scalp.

"Fuck, Eve. Your mouth." He pants. I push up, knowing that the last thing I want is for Miguel to get curious about how long I am gone and come looking.

"Give me a minute." I say as I fight to get my own pants off, wishing that I had worn a skirt. He repositions himself and is pumping his spit-soaked cock while he waits for me. I pause for a second just as I clear my legs. "You get those test results?"

"She asks after she had my dick in her mouth." He retorts smartly. I shoot him a look. "Yes, and happy to report that I'm clean."

"Good." I declare as I crawl onto his lap to straddle him. He pulls my mouth to his as he guides himself inside me. I groan into our kiss as my pussy stretches to accommodate him.

"God, I've wanted this again so damn badly." He grunts and thrusts.

"Me too." I yelp. The quarters are tight, but like before we just somehow know how to move together to maximize the pleasure we are experiencing. I bury my head in his shoulder and whimper as he holds me close and impales me with that thick rod of his. The angle is perfect to stimulate my clit and I lean into it a bit more. "I hope I'm not crushing you into the door."

"Hell no." He replies through gritted teeth.

My breathing starts to catch as I get closer. "Don't stop."

"Wouldn't dream of it. Oh fuck!" He cries out as my orgasm explodes, sending my body into a fit of spasms. I sink my teeth into his shoulder and he lifts us both with his legs as his own release shoots into my depths. We are trembling and sweaty and breathing heavy. "Ow." He chuckles after a minute.