It’s been days now and I can still count the bruises your hands made. The evidence of that night. Your thumbprint on the inside of my thigh. Your hands wrapped around my arms. Your palm across my ass cheek. The marks of desire. The marks of being fucked, hard, intensely; like the burns from a fire.

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“I want to fuck you sideways RIGHT NOW!” The power of those 8 words. My entire body flushed. I looked up, certain everyone at the table knew the wetness between my legs, seeping through my G string. It was written all over my face. My nipples, hard under my bra, peeking through my dress. The way my body responds to you is unmatched. God damn, I need you. 

Heart beating wildly, looking for you, a man coming towards me under the train. He grabs me by the shoulders, pushes me up against the pillar, kisses me with such force and strength my knees buckle, my head is spinning, my mind desperately trying to understand what is happening. It’s you. Fear, adrenaline, pure desire, flooding my veins. You’re talking to me, grabbing my ass, my tits, my hips; all I can hear is my heart beating. Fuck me right here, right now. Let everyone see. Let them watch with envy. 

You release me. I’m shaking. I can feel my pussy juices running down between my thighs. We find a quiet bar and duck in. You can't keep your hands off of me. I find myself wishing for a crowd, so I can join you in the bathroom. Have you fuck me right up against the sink. You take an agonizingly long time to finish your beer. We make out like teenagers as we wait for the Uber. 

Your cock is rock hard, straining against your jeans. Your hands are on my tits. Playing with my nipples. I am squirming in the backseat. Is the driver watching? Part of me is hoping he is. I’ve always been intrigued by exhibition. I want your cock in my mouth. In my pussy. The drive seems to go on forever. 

We get to your car. You stop talking to me. Grab me, push me into your car and drive away without a word. This side of you, this rough, dominating, hot, sexiness; is driving me wild. You have complete control of the scenario. You have complete control of me. 

You find a dark spot, pull over, crawl into the backseat with me. Your hands are instantly, everywhere, all at once. My hips are arching towards you. My hands desperate to undo your belt. When I finally get my hands on your hard cock, it’s pulsating. I bend to put you in my mouth, to feel you grow even harder, as I lick, and suck. Your hands in the back of my hair. You thrusting deeper into my mouth. I was being selfish. I needed you to fuck me or I would’ve kept going until you came into my mouth and down my throat. We will have to save that for next time. 

I grab you by the wrist. Take your hand and put your fingers under my panties. “Please”, I whisper. “This is what you do to me.” You let out a soft “mmmm” as you feel how wet I am. You’re so quick to turn me around, bend me over and stick your hard cock into my dripping pussy. You can sense how badly I need to cum. Im clawing at your car, trying to find something to hold onto so I can push back against you with each thrust. Get you as deep within me as I can. 

You stop too quickly, shift positions, pull me onto your lap. “Come here”, you growl, “get on top of me, fuck me. Cum all over my cock.” Your hands are everywhere all at once. Grabbing the back of my hair. Twisting my nipples. Slapping my ass. Pulling down on my hips. At some point, your hands are around my neck, pushing down just enough. My head is spinning. My breath is shallow. My moans are deep. You feel incredible. I want more and more. It’s so hot when you talk dirty to me, tell me how you want to feel my pussy cumming all over you. Encouraging my orgasm. I swear I can still feel it now. I cum hard and loudly, all over your cock. I ride you as the wave crashes over me and we’re both sweaty and breathless. 

You barely let me come down before you’ve flipped me over and you’re fucking my tight pussy. Your moan, hot against my ear, as you cum inside me. You slide off of me, tell me to clean you up.

Your cock in my mouth, the taste of my pussy and your cum. The smell of sex in your new car. The feeling of wanting someone so intensely that the time and place doesn’’t matter.