Free Road Trip - Southern Belles Part 3 (Erotic Romance Series) by Amanda Heartley Page A

experience.”
    He laughed, “Hold on Princesa , slow down.” Setting his glass into the cup holder, he reached over and pushed a button, the dark glass behind the driver slid up to give them some privacy.
    He turned to her and unclipped her hair, running fingers through her unruly curls, crushing his lips to hers, his tongue tracing the sweet wetness of her mouth. He nipped a little too hard and she flinched. The white heat ran through her mouth, down her chest, through her tummy and landed smack in the center of her clit. It pulsed. She moaned, breathless and squirmed under him. “Fuck me, Nick. I’m so fuckin’ ready, fuck me…”
    He raised her dress and slid his fingers down to her lace panties . They were soaked. He pushed them aside and slid his finger between her lips, searching out her tender pearl. She rotated her ass, trying to grind her clit on his fingers.
    “Fuck , Princesa, Que me estas haciendo?” He whispered.
    His cock was hard. Rock hard. And looking for an escape of the confined space. He pulled her lace panties off and threw them to the side. His hand fumbled for his belt and unhooked it, quickly unzipping his pants. His cock sprang to attention, he couldn’t wait for his Princesa . The champagne was working its magic on both of them. Fuck! I got to get a handle on this! What does this girl do to me?
    Gently sliding his huge cock into her wet pussy, she grabbed his hips and cried out. “Fuck me, Nick! You fucking gorgeous man. Fuck me!”
    He moaned as he plunged his cock into her, rocking his hips, and thrust again. The movement of the limo, and the champagne, made him a bit dizzy. He grabbed hold of the seat back to steady himself and pounded into her. She cried out. He thrust again. His Princesa wanted him and he couldn’t stop now.
    She wrapped her legs around him, taking him all inside, grinding and rocking her hips, feeling the base of his cock beating on her tender clit.
    “Nick, Fuck me! I love you! Fuck! Fuck!” her fingernails buried deep into his back, he pounded into her, her hips grinding and bumping, taking in all of his manhood, the frenzy taking hold of Marti as she exploded into a mind-blowing orgasm. Convulsing with each thrust, she came and hollered out “Ahhh….Ni-…Nick! Fuck! FUCK!”
    Fuck! He lost all control and shot his load deep inside her, gasping and trembling as the champagne and sex overtook him and he grabbed her tight, pulling her hair, falling to the floor, his cock throbbing with each burst.
    “ Hijo de la -, Chinga -, Son-of-a-bitch, woman, you are fucking amazing!” As he pumped his last seed inside her throbbing pussy.
    They both lay on the floor, panting, hearts pounding, dazed and drunk. His head throb bed. Nothing another drink of champagne wouldn’t fix. He reached over and poured another glass. Tipping the glass toward Marti, “More, Peach?” She was breathless, boneless. She looked over to him with dreamy eyes and nodded.
    As they rode down Las Vegas Boulevard, they laughed, kissed and drank champagne. As Jesse was making a turn, her eyes widened and she jumped up, looking out the moon roof. “Hey Nick, look. Isn’t that the famous wedding place?”
     
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Chapter 14
     
    Marti woke with a throbbing headache, a sore body and her mouth felt like the desert. She rubbed her head. “Owww.” Turning over to Nick, the scratches and dried blood on his shoulders were a testament to the wild limo sex. Must have been a wild night ., she touched her bruised lip. Her pussy hurt. Her lip hurt. Her whole body hurt. God, he’s amazing and so freakin’ sexy!
    She loved the way he called her Princesa and Peach . The way he said Peach with his Spanish accent sounded like Beetch , she thought he said bitch a few times, but he quickly corrected her. And the way he looked at her when he was on top of her, his dark eyes staring at her, right down to her soul. His lean hips, rocking into hers... the way his dick slid inside her, inch by inch, pulling her