"Pull aside your panties. Let me see your cunt, Meg."
A white-hot frisson rippled through me. I licked my lips and tugged aside the fabric of my pale pink panties. My bare pussy was revealed to Eddie—and anyone who drove beside us.
"Open your thighs, Meg."
I let my legs fall open and adjusted my panties so they were fully pulled aside. The silicone plug in my ass started to change from an annoying intruder to a welcome accessory. I shifted in my seat and started to focus on just how good that small, smooth plug felt inside me.
"Show me your clit."
I parted the lips of my sex and revealed my clit. The pink nub started to swell with excitement and peek out from under its protective hood. Down below, my pussy began to throb and seep its slick wetness.
"You're getting wet."
It wasn't a question. He knew, of course. He knew my body and my mind so well. In so short a time, he'd truly mastered me.
"I want you to come, Meg. Touch your clit. Fuck your pussy with your fingers."
I glanced at him, my face burning with excitement and nervousness. He looked so calm and assured. I found the courage I so desperately needed in his strong, confident demeanor.
No longer caring if someone saw me touching my pussy, I swirled my fingertips over my clit and then dipped them inside me. Just an inch or so inside my cunt, I encountered that slippery nectar of my arousal. I slowly fucked my pussy with two fingers and spread the wetness around my clit. My fingers flicked over the little pearl.
I squeaked when Eddie reached over and cupped my breast through my shirt. November in Texas wasn't exactly chilly so I'd worn a simple blouse and skirt, the top thin enough that I could feel the roughness of Eddie's palm through the fabric. His hand slipped under my top. His palm rasped my belly and moved over my bra. He jerked down the cup of my bra and freed my nipple.
"Ah!" I cried out as he tweaked my flesh, pulling my nipple and rolling it between his fingers. My pussy clenched and my clit pulsed at the bright flash of pain. My fingertips strummed my clit even faster now. I slid my other hand even lower and plunged two fingers into my cunt.
Feet planted on the dashboard, I worked my pussy with both hands. I thrust my fingers in and out of my pussy and flicked my clit. Eddie kept pinching and pulling on my nipple and squeezing my breast. The soft buzzing pain of his fingertips tormenting my breast made my belly flutter.
I came with a low groan. My toes curled hard against the dashboard as I rocked in the seat. Spasms of ecstasy gripped me. I cupped my pussy as the last few bursts of pleasure left my body.
Eddie rubbed my breast before tugging my bra cup back into place. "Let me taste you."
His husky voice left me trembling. I placed my glistening fingertips against his mouth. He sucked them between his lips and let his tongue glide across my skin. He moaned hungrily and sucked hard on my fingers. I glanced at his lap and noticed the front of his jeans stretched and tented across his thick erection. My fingers fell from his mouth. I started to reach for his fly but he stopped me.
"We can't, Meg."
I pouted. "Why not?"
He shot me an amused grin. "I'm driving on the interstate. It's not safe. You'd have to unbuckle your seatbelt. Besides, I'm a cop. It wouldn't look so great if I got pulled over with my cock buried in your throat."
I sat back and pulled my panties back into place. "You're no fun."
He laughed and adjusted himself. "I hear that all the time."
I smiled at him and tugged my skirt down over my thighs. He reached over and took my hand, the gesture gentle and loving. We sat in comfortable silence as his SUV raced down the highway. I let my mind drift as the post-orgasmic buzz swamped me with its lazy euphoria.
When Eddie flicked his turn signal and merged into the right lane, I took notice. We were still an hour or so from our destination. He took an exit that led to one of those nice, big rest areas. He parked in the far corner of the lot in a secluded spot that faced away from the large facility of bathrooms and vending machines. With the tinted windows, we'd be mostly obscured inside the cab of the SUV. I didn't even have to ask what he had in mind.
Grinning with excitement, I unbuckled my belt and pulled my legs up into the seat. Kneeling on it, I turned and kissed him. Eddie groaned with need as my greedy little hands slid up under his polo shirt. I scratched at his impressive chest and enjoyed the feel of his hard, muscled body. My hand followed the ridges of his abdomen right down to his belt buckle. I grasped his cock through the denim and gave it a playful squeeze.
We laughed and kissed as I unbuckled and unzipped him. He lifted his hips to help create some room while I pulled down the front of his boxer briefs. That fat cock of his sprang free. I clasped his hard shaft and stroked from the tip to the base. Our tongues dueled as I caressed his hot flesh.
After nipping his lower lip, I slid down and wrapped my wet lips around the head of his cock. Eddie combed his long, rough fingers through my hair as I lavished his dick with attention. I took my time and licked every inch of his cock. I really wanted to suck and lick on his balls, just the way he liked it, but knew that it just wasn't a possibility right now. Later, I promised myself…
With my ass in the air and my head in Eddie's lap, I relied on him to keep us safe. I didn't doubt for a second that he would protect me. The thrill of our taboo act, of me going down on him in the corner of a rest stop parking lot, heightened the experience. The way his hand slid up under my skirt made it even hotter.
I moaned around his cock as his fingertips slipped under my panties. He played with my slit while I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I swirled my tongue over the ruddy crown of his dick before sucking him deep. I loved the little frisson of panic that vibrated my lower belly as his cock jabbed into the back of my throat.
"That's it, baby. Suck my cock. Suck me deep." He made sure to shove his dick deep into my throat. I tried to escape as that flutter of panic rocked me but his hand on the back of my head kept me in place. I relaxed my jaw and let him savor the sensation of being buried in my throat.
When he finally eased off, I inhaled a long, shuddery breath. His dick plunged into my mouth again. Eyes watering and heart racing with exhilaration, I used the skills I'd learned to rock his world.
"So good," Eddie murmured. "Your mouth is so hot and tight."
Eddie's fingers penetrated me, my slick pussy juice easing his way. My belly wobbled as he slowly fucked my pussy. His thumb wiggled the base of the plug in my ass. My pussy clenched and my clit throbbed.
Eddie pumped his hips, jamming his cock even deeper into my throat. I hummed around his shaft. His thick fingers pounded my pussy. I moved faster on his cock, my head bobbing up and down above his lap. I couldn't wait to taste his salty cum on my tongue.
There was a split-second of warning before he came. He grunted my name and shoved deep. Hot cum splashed my tongue. I gulped it down as I stroked his shaft. He breathed hard as I licked him clean. His fingers slowly left my pussy. I ached with need but recognized that mischievous glint in his green eyes. He wasn't going to let me come now. He was going to leave me aching and desperate for a climax.
Eddie stroked my face and kissed me long and hard. He patted by bottom. "You want to pop into the bathroom here to clean up?"
I nodded. "You coming?"
Eddie laughed. "Pretty sure I just did."
I rolled me eyes. "You know what I mean."
He smiled and helped me back into my seat before tucking his cock back into his boxer briefs and zipping up his jeans. "I'll walk you inside." He glanced around, his police officer eyes scanning the area for any danger. "This place is a little rough."
I didn't argue that point. Most rest stops were dodgy places, even the super clean and reasonably nice ones like this. Eddie put the SUV into reverse and maneuvered into a closer parking space. I waited for him to come around and open my door, as he always did, and then stuck close to his side as we made our way to the main building.
He gave m
e a look that made me shiver just before I ducked into the ladies restroom. It was simultaneously warning and loving. Silently, he warned me not to remove the butt plug still tormenting me or to even try to get off and ease the discomfort of my pulsing clit. The protective warmth in his gaze showed me such care. More than anything, he wanted me to be safe.
As I crossed the bustling bathroom in search of an empty stall, I caught my reflection in the mirrors mounted above the sinks. I looked like a young woman who had been thoroughly debauched. I had to admit it was a good look on me. Flushed cheeks, slightly mussed hair, my shirt a bit rumpled.
One look at me and Mom was going to know exactly what was going on between us. I wasn't embarrassed or ashamed. What we shared was amazing and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Still, I rather liked our dirty little secret.
For now, at least, I wanted to keep it that way.
CHAPTER TWO
Hours later, I finally made my escape from the kitchen to the Jack-and-Jill bathroom between my bedroom and the guest room where my Great-Aunt Vicki was staying for the night. I locked the door on her side and leaned against the cold wood. I closed my eyes and dragged in an exhausted breath.
Spending an entire afternoon and evening with dozens of family members crowded together would have been difficult on a good day. Holidays were still hard for me. Seeing our big, extended and now blended family sitting in the dining room, eating off the table my father had built with his two hands, brought back so many memories. Most were amazing but some were difficult to endure.
The sight of Jack, my stepdad, sitting in Dad's old spot left me feeling lonesome and mournful. I assumed it was just as hard for Mom. She loved Jack, of course, but there was a reason she hadn't left this house when they'd married. There was a reason we still invited Dad's family over for the holidays. The cancer that had ravaged his body had taken him away from us but we weren't really ready to let go of him. His memory, his spirit, pervaded every inch of this house.
How Jack could stand it, I'd never know. He truly was the sweetest, kindest, most loving man. It couldn't be easy to compete with the memory of a man like my father, but Jack never complained. He seemed to take it all in stride and simply gave all the love and support he could muster to my mother.
A knock on the door leading to my bedroom interrupted my troubled thoughts. "Yes?"
"It's me." Eddie's gruff voice penetrated the door. "You disappeared on me. You okay?"
I crossed to the locked door and opened it. We stared at one another through the gap for a long moment. Eddie moved first. He pushed aside the door and stepped into the bathroom with me. He closed the door behind him and locked it, sealing us inside the small tiled sanctuary.
Backed up against the counter, I stared up at him. He invaded my personal space, his heat and scent engulfing me. His big, strong arms slid around my waist and I relaxed against him, sagging with relief as he held me. I didn't have to speak. Eddie seemed to know. He simply held me and rubbed my back as I clung to him.
"I'm sorry, sugar. I know this isn't easy." Eddie kissed the top of my head. "I'm not going to lie and say it gets better. It will probably always be hard around the holidays. Jack and I still miss our dad something fierce. It's painful to lose a parent."
My fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt. "Make me forget, Eddie. Even if just for a little while."
Eddie cupped my chin and dipped his head. Our lips met in a gentle, searching kiss. I rose on tiptoes to deepen the kiss. My tongue darted inside his mouth and swept his. He groaned softly and slid his hand along the curve of my back to grip my ass cheek. The silicone plug in my bottom shifted slightly and I moaned.
Fully aware I would have a hard time being quiet, Eddie reached over and flicked on the switch for the fan. The loud whirring hum would cover the soft moans and groans he was sure to elicit from my mouth. I just had to remember not to scream or shout when Eddie finally pushed me over the edge into climax. As mischievous as he could be, I wouldn’t be surprised if he made it even harder for me to keep quiet.
Eddie's lips trailed along the curve of my throat. I wondered if he would mark me with his teeth or leave a love bite but he played nice. Though I loved wearing his marks on my skin around campus, I wasn't so sure about doing it here. It would make that whole lets-keep-this-a-secret business a little tough.
I gasped as Eddie gripped the waist of my panties and tugged them down to my thighs. He gave another jerk and they fell down around my ankles. I lifted my right foot and shook them off my ballet flat. No longer bound by the fabric, I widened my thighs and welcomed his seeking hand. His fingers followed the seam of my pussy and penetrated me roughly. I jerked against the counter as his thick, rough fingers glided in and out of my tight channel.
In no time at all, I was wet and flooding his fingers with my slick cream. Eddie dropped to his knees and pushed my skirt up around my waist. I grabbed the fabric and tucked into the waistband. He grasped my inner thighs and pushed them far apart. His mouth touched my pussy and my knees wobbled.
I gripped the countertop and watched Eddie's shaved head moving side to side. He opened my pussy with his thumbs and let his tongue slither through my folds. He flicked my clit a few times before sliding even lower. His tongue penetrated my cunt and I moaned as softly as possible. He laughed against my pussy, the low rumble vibrating through my core.
When his tongue traveled back to my clit, I pumped my hips. He flicked the swollen kernel and sucked it gently. I couldn't believe Eddie was eating my pussy right here, right now. Our family and friends were milling about the big, old house. All that kept us protected were a couple of locked doors. If anyone discovered us, I'd probably die from embarrassment. Having sex in the bathroom at your mom and stepdad's house? Yeah. Really uncool.
Eddie gripped the base of the silicone plug and started to slowly fuck me with it. I whimpered at the wild sensation of having my clit licked and my ass stretched. The tapered silicone plug felt so good gliding in and out of me. All during dinner and the chit-chat after I'd been so ridiculously aware of that thing buried in my ass. With every movement, it had shifted inside me. I'd been sure everyone at the table had known what a dirty little slut I was but no. It was our secret only—and so fucking hot.
"Ah!" The word escaped my lips before I could stop it. I bit my lower lip and rocked my hips as Eddie went crazy on my pussy. That skilled tongue of his fluttered over my clit. He fucked me shallow and fast with the plug, making sure the widest part of the silicone toy kept my ass stretched. He slurped my clit between his lips and rubbed his tongue over it.
"Eddie!" I whispered his name on a harsh sigh. That coil of pleasure in my lower belly sprang free. I came hard against his mouth, my pussy pulsing and clenching in rhythm with the bursts of ecstasy exploding in my core.
I still trembled with aftershocks when Eddie suddenly stood, unzipped his jeans, freed his cock and rammed it right inside me. He grasped my ass and lifted me onto the countertop. My bare ass squealed against the cold tile as he fucked my pussy with his massive cock. The plug in my ass made it an even tighter fit. Every nerve below my navel tingled.
I couldn't get enough of Eddie. I clutched his ass through the rough denim of his jeans and urged him to fuck me harder and faster. Our tongues danced as he thrust into me. I locked my legs around his waist and pulled him deep inside me. I loved the way his thick cock stroked my pussy. That fat cockhead nudged my g-spot with every plunging motion.
"Eddie, please," I begged, suddenly close again.
"Tell me," he ordered, his lips touching mine. "Tell me what you want, Meg."
"I want to come."
He grabbed my hand and pushed my fingers down to the spot where our bodies joined. His tongue stabbed into my mouth after he gave his silent instruction. I wasted no time touching my clit. My fingertips rubbed it in the way I liked best, my wrist flicking quickly and my fingertips applying just the right amount of pressure.
Eddie plowed my pussy now. Our bodies slapp
ed together noisily. I prayed Aunt Vicki had stayed downstairs. There was no doubt she'd be able to hear us in the bathroom, even over the humming whir of the fan.
But I didn't care. In that moment, Eddie and the mutual race toward orgasm were the only things that mattered to me. Everything else faded into the background as I focused on his face and those soft green eyes I'd come to love so much. His nose nuzzled mine and the stubble on his cheek rasped my skin as he dropped his lips to my jaw and then my neck. He teethed a spot there and bit down hard enough to make me gasp.
That was all it took. I shattered in his arms. He shoved so deep and hard inside me that I slid back and hit the mirror. The brief burst of pain was overwhelmed by the absolute joy of the moment. My pussy gripped him as those spasms overtook me. I milked his cock, dragging every last drop of cum from him until he slumped against me.
His mouth found mine. We kissed and groped atop the counter. He gently rubbed the back of my head and shot me an apologetic look. I smiled sappily, not one bit concerned about the small bump that was no doubt sprouting back there. Eddie just chuckled softly and caressed me. He'd put a smile on my face and seemed intent on enjoying it.
When he finally pulled out of me, I winced. He didn't miss the expression. Touching my cheek, he asked, "Are you all right?"
"Yeah. It just got a bit rough there at the end. I'm a little sore."
"Sorry," he said, clearly abashed. "I lost control. I should have been more careful with you in that position, especially with the plug inside your ass."
"It's okay. This quickie was worth it."
Laughing, Eddie tucked himself inside his jeans and fastened them. He reached into the pocket of his jeans and removed a plastic baggie. "Turn around. Arms on the counter."
I swallowed hard and slid off the counter. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I faced the mirror. Eddie sidled up against my bared ass. He caressed my naked skin and pushed my shirt up enough to reveal my back. His lips danced across my lower back, making me shiver with each feather light touch.
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