Dirty Little Secret

seven | can't

Riley

"I thought he was studying," Lucas mumbles against my skin.

"Me too." My breathing becomes heavy as I throw my head back.

"I'm not stopping on his account." He mutters, curling his fingers inside of me.

"Can we not talk about your brother while you're fingers are inside of me?" I ask and Lucas pulls his lips away from my collarbone.

"You're lucky you're pretty, sweetheart."

"What does that mean?" I ask, grinding my hips downward.

"It means you're pretty." I hear his zipper come down as he pulls his fingers out of me. My eyes glaze over when he sucks my wetness off of them.

"Do you have a condom?" I ask, running my palms up his bare chest.

Lucas chuckles as he opens the glove compartment. "Do I look like the kind of guy that leaves the house without one?"

I can't stop the giggle that escapes my lips as Lucas pulls out a whole strip of condom wrappers. He tears one off and tosses the others back into the compartment.

I take the silver wrapper from his hand and tear it open as he tugs his jeans down.

"Thank fuck for tinted windows," I mumble, rolling the condom onto his hard shaft.

"Did you just curse?"

"Yes." I give him a sheepish smile.

"I have never heard that word leave your mouth. Ever."

"There's a lot you don't know about me." A teasing smirk stretches across my lips.

Lucas grips the nape of my neck and brings my lips to his. "You're sexy." He mumbles. "So sexy." He leans the seat all the way back and lays back with it.

I straddle his cock with my bottom lip between my teeth. "I've never had car sex before."

Lucas's eyes widen. "What? Never."

I shake my head. "Never ever."

He smiles. "There's a first time for everything."

Any words that were about to leave my mouth vanish when Lucas grips my hips and pulls me all the way down to the base of his cock.

"Oh, fuck." He groans through clenched teeth.

I reach for the roof of the car, needing something to hold onto, anything. My eyes squeeze shut when I fall into the rhythm of riding him. He thrusts up into me, I grind down against him.

I can feel my breasts swaying with every movement. I can feel the way the cab of the truck slightly rocks with each of Lucas's thrusts.

His grunts and my moans fill the space of the otherwise empty truck.

"Oh," I moan. "I'm-." My breaths shudder as my orgasm rips through me, taking me by surprise.

Lucas keeps thrusting up into me as I collapse on top of him. His hands roam up my back and tangle into my hair. The sound of his low grunts echoes into my ear, his hot breath hitting my cheek.

I feel his cock throb and pulse until his body shudders beneath me. When he sags against the leather seat, I know he's finished.

After a few minutes of catching my breath, I force myself up. "I gotta go," I whisper, looking down at Lucas. "My break is almost over."

His chin dips down into a single nod, a neutral expression on his face. "I'll call you?"

I slide into the other seat and tug my soaked panties and jeans back on.