Beyond Us- Book Three

•••Chapter Twelve•••

~Will you stay with me tonight
And pretend it's all alright
Tell me that you love me
The way you used to love me~

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<Chris Brady> I'm not going to lie. Thora felt different. Like really different. Different in a good way and different in a bad way.

You should see this. Her hands were up on my chest, her short hair and body bouncing on me and this little devil moving back and forth in her. She was working me so bad in the car and I couldn't do shit.

I mean, I dared her so yeah. My cock was in her. She was sharing her eye contact with me, winking the same way I did earlier. She'll slap my hand away when I try touching her. Her couchie still felt good. It's such a shame these assholes have been tasting her.

"Oh Chris," she moaned. "You feel so damn good in me. Please don't stop. Fuck me Chris. Goddamnit!" she screamed out my name when her climax was nearing. She was now moving really fast on me, thrusting on me meat. 

"Whoa Thora, slow down." Her moans were turning into groans and she was still moving really fast on me.

She was working herself out pretty fine. I wasn't touching her like she wanted. She didn't want me to but when she was cuming out, I had no choice than to bang those walls in her. I moved faster, deeper and this pit was being covered in juices.

Slimy juices. Extra fucking wet juices only she makes.

She hugged me on the seat, her nails cutting through my skin and her little screams of pleasure. Not forgetting that holy squishy sounds. Holy mother fucker! I felt this again.
There was no doubt she wasn't loving what I was doing to her. And she was like,

"Fuck me hard, daddy." Oh baby. I'm giving it all to you tonight. Too bad we were stuck in this cramped space of my car. I went harder in her, she slightly pulled. 

"Harder?" I teased and she shook her head.

"You always get me." she laughed.

And that laugh certified how I can now turn her and work her up. I turned her and she squealed. I swear, I didn't mean to go deeper than this.

"Sorry." I grinned.

She accepted me in her, using her two hands to put it right back in. Why did sex never felt this good? Why did sex never felt this way? Why didn't it smell like this?

Thora was lying on the seat of my car, accepting my penetrations and sharing that look with me. She was getting lost in me. Her cute smiles were brightening up and every second, her moans filled my ears. My heart shakes a little when she does that and I didn't know why she was calling God into our unfinished case of seven good and bad years.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!!" she screamed.

God if you're hearing this, I want a son.

"Chris," she called and sealed her lip. I knew what that was. "Chris,"

"I get it."

I pulled out of her and rubbed my fingers on her clit. I penetrated a little with my cock at just the tip and rubbed her clit slowly. It got faster and she fucking squirted in my car!

"Fuck Thora!" she wasn't done yet. She was cuming her second life out with screams. Her hips returned to the seat and she laughed.

"You said you got it."

"Did I?"

"Yeah, a minute ago."

"I didn't really forget. I just didn't expect it this way. We're in my car, Violet." her smile faded. She almost pulled away from my grip and I tightened my hands on her. "We're not done."