"I can't believe we're doing this right now," she giggled as Blake kissed down the side of her neck in the back of his mustang. She tugged slightly at the hair at the back of his head.
"You only live once, Em. It's your 18th birthday, so why not, right? Plus, have you seen your body in this dress? It would be a crime not to show you how beautiful you look right here, right now." His hand pushed up the material of the dress around her waist. His breath came out in puffs against her neck, making her shiver.
"What if we get caught?" she questioned as he pulled back slightly, pulling out his jacket, tossing it to the floor of the car, forgotten. He grinned above her, rubbing the sides of her panties.
"Well, they'll get a free show then." Her eyes widened as she hit his arm, making him laugh.
"Joking... just joking. I'm sure we'll be fine; no one's out here and my windows are tinted. But if you really want to stop, all you have to do is tell me." He was acting like that would be easy as he leaned down, kissing her lips. She hummed against his lips, rubbing down his chest, still covered with his simple white t-shirt.
"Just tell me and I'll stop," he whispered against her lips, pushing a hand down the front of her panties slowly. She sucked in a breath as his fingers gently rubbed over her already wet folds before pushing against her clit. Her hands fisted against his shirt.
She was finding it hard to say anything at the moment, her face twisting in pleasure.
"Aww, what's wrong? Should I stop? I can if you want me to," he teased, slowly pulling his fingers away, leaving her breathless. He started to pull his hand out of her panties. She grabbed onto his wrist.
"Don't you dare stop. Be nice to me... it's my birthday." She fluttered her lashes at him before letting go of his wrist. He laughed softly, pushing the hand back down her panties.
"It sounds like you want to be bad with me?" He moved his lips to her neck, biting on the soft skin. Her back arched a little before she pulled on his hair, pulling his face from her neck.
"Let's be a little bad, just this once."
Looking into her eyes, his grin was full of mischief. He pushed his ring-covered middle finger slowly inside her. She gasped, feeling the cold metal inside her. He began to move his finger in and out of her slowly.
"Feels a little different than my tongue, huh? But not better than my cock, right?" He held her dress up with one hand before letting it go, pulling her panties down her legs. He watched as his wet finger moved in and out of her rapidly.
"Mm, yeah," she whispered, lifting her hand up. It slid down the foggy window. She closed her eyes tightly.
"You want another finger, baby girl?" Her legs slightly shook as she nodded her head. He pushed in his pointer finger to join his middle finger inside her warm body.
"Fuck, Emma, you look so good all dolled up. Dress bunched up around your waist, legs spread wide for me." Her cheeks turned bright red at his dirty mouth. She turned her head away, biting her lip hard to hold back the moans. She couldn't say she was complaining; his dirty mouth was unexpectedly sexy, with his deep voice full of lust.
She didn't know she would be the type to be into dirty talk, but here she was, lifting her hips, hoping to feel his fingers deeper.
"Oooh, Blake!" He bit his lip hard, pulling his fingers out slowly. He licked his finger clean, making her shiver to his amusement before pushing his hair out of his eyes. He took one of her hands, bringing it down between her legs to her clit.
"Can you rub that while I take off my pants, baby? I'll show you how." She swallowed. She had never touched herself before. Again, this was another thing he would have to teach her.
He guided her finger—the one that still had the shining ring on it—and had her push slightly at the top of her pussy, making her moan. She closed her eyes tightly.
"Umm, just like that," he whispered before pulling his hand away, working to pull down his pants and boxers. He didn't bother to pull them all the way off, just enough to get his hard cock out.
He watched as he pumped his cock up and down, pre-cum coming out the tip while he watched her rub over her clit, her back arching off the leather seat. Her eyes scanned over him. His hair was a sweaty mess, sticking to his forehead. He was so beautiful to her, like an imperfect angel. She didn't even notice him pull out a condom and slide it on.
He pulled his hand over hers, stopping her from touching herself. He moved her hands above her head, holding them down while climbing over her body. Holding her hands down with one hand, he grabbed his cock, positioning it at her hole before pushing in all at once, leaving her gasping for air.
"You okay, Em?" he asked, just wanting to make sure she was all right before continuing. Swallowing, she nodded her head, unable to speak. He was completely filling her up inside, making her legs shake.
He began to pull out slowly. "Fuck," he whispered before pushing back in hard, making her body jolt. Biting her lip hard, he continued to repeat slow yet hard thrusts, making her a moaning mess under him. It was slow agony, feeling every inch of him, making her need for more. Her eyes rolled back as he began biting and sucking her neck.
"Faster, Blake!" She couldn't help herself; she needed more of him now.
He pulled back slightly, looking down. Her lipstick was smudged and her mascara was running, but he thought she looked so damn beautiful. "You want more, baby?" he asked, kissing her lips sweetly.
"Yessss," she moaned, turning her head to the side, out of breath.
Smiling, he grabbed one of her legs, lifting it so it was over his shoulder before taking the other one, doing the same. Leaning over her, he pushed a lot of his weight over her, pushing her into the seat. He used his hands to hold both her wrists down before moving his hips fast, pounding into her hard and fast, making her scream.
"Fuck... yes... yes!!" in this new position, she could feel him even deeper than before. She felt so full, it was so overwhelming she couldn't hold herself back from screaming. She didn't care if anyone outside the car heard them. The only thing in her mind was how good he was making her feel. The car rocked from the fast movement, the windows foggy completely over. No words were exchanged between them as their moans filled the inside of the car.
Over her screams, she could hear the soft sounds of the New Year's fireworks still going off. She was close to the edge, squirming under him "I'm almost there, oh my god! Blake, please!" she begged for him to let her come. It felt too good; she was about to explode.
He growled into her neck before biting down hard. She moaned as she came hard around his cock, her heel pushing into his back. "Ooooo!" he groaned, nails digging into her wrists, pumping into her quickly, and he came into the condom.
After they both finished coming, he took her legs off his shoulders as he fell flat on top of her, a panting mess, finally letting go of her wrists. "Sorry for biting you," he whispered, hiding his face into her neck, kissing the marks, feeling embarrassed.
She laughed softly. "It's all right. I didn't mind." She barely even noticed the pain with all the pleasure she felt in the moment. She didn't even mind his heavy body on top of her right now or his cock still being deep inside her "Did you enjoy being bad with me?" He pulled back, laying his head on her shoulder.
She hummed, running her fingers through his damp hair. "Mmhmm, I definitely did." He laughed softly while she continued to run her fingers through his messy hair.
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Romance***** Emma Pear knew she wasn't the most popular girl in high school. Her nose was usually buried in a textbook, and her grades were as spotless as her reputation for always following the rules. "Nerd" was a label she'd long since embraced. Her pare...
