by Cat Burkina
Hot Guy still had the bottom of his cart to unpack by the time Maria finished unpacking and had her cart away.
She slid the door closed in the back of her minivan. It’s darkly tinted windows had never come in more handy than they would that day. She reclined the middle row of seats into a flat bed.
Two knocks sounded on the sliding door.
“Come in.”
Hot Guy’s scent preceded him. He’d sprayed more of that cologne on, and for whatever reason it drove her goddamned wild. Heat crept up her neck, down her chest. Her nipples were rock hard against her shirt.
Hot Guy had noticed.
“So.” He tossed the package of steak into the van’s front passenger seat.
“Lay down and shut up.” Maria had no idea where this was coming from. It was as if a well of badass sex goddess had opened up inside her back in Costcart.
He lay on the bed, his cock a hard line beneath his jeans.
“Pull your pants down, everything, down to your boots.”
He obeyed at once, hips up and peeling his pants down his muscled thighs. His abs peeked out from beneath his T-shirt.
Maria suppressed the urge to lick them. She’d promised him a blowjob, and she would deliver.
His cock was big, but not huge, and it pulsed with his quickened heartbeat.
She wrapped both hands around it, pumping slowly.
He groaned.
Outside, patrons pushed carts piled high with goods past the minivan.
She tongued the tip of his cock and he shuddered. His hips lifted off the seat, begging for her lips.
She took him into her mouth. He was silky smooth and hot on her tongue. Spit welled in her mouth, lubricating his shaft.
His scent filled the van. It fueled her desire to make him cum.
She fucked him with her face, stroked his drool covered cock again and again until he moved with her up and down, groaning and and gasping as she tongued him and raked her teeth on his head.
She sucked and stroked with one hand while her other dove into her soaked panties to find her clit.
Nothing else mattered then. Not kids, not food.
Orgasmic electricity spiked down her legs with each swirl of her finger.
“I’m going to cum,” he rasped.
She stroked him faster.
“Do you want me to cum” His voice was strong, hard as his cock. It wasn’t a question at all. It was an order. I’m going to cum in your mouth and you’re going to fucking love it.
And she would. She did. She wanted it now.
His hips convulsed against her face, she held him down and took him inside her mouth as far as she could. Salty warmth filled her mouth more and more with each shudder. She stroked and sucked and he groaned as if each slip of her tongue were too much to bear.
She swallowed it all and wished she could have more. She’d liked sucking cock from her very first time back in high school. Something about the pleasure she knew her partner was feeling filled her with ecstatic warmth.
“Well.” Hot Guy caught Maria’s gaze in his. His smile sent chills through her that screamed for her to ride him right that second.
She sat back on the floor of the van. “What time is it?” Her phone was up in the van’s console three feet away, but far too distant for her to reach just then.
He checked his watch. “It’s 12:49.”
“I’m free until 4 p.m.” She’d just cleaned her townhome a few days ago, and put fresh sheets on the bed last night. It was as if the universe had prepared her for that moment. “Want to go back to my place and show me what else you can do with that thing?” She slapped his limp cock.
“Hey!” He jumped with a laugh.
“Well?”
“I’ll follow you,” he said.
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