twice before his control shredded.
He needed to feel her hot wetness around him.
She gasped silently as he slowly and firmly pressed the head of his cock through the muscles at the entrance to her pussy. The heat and wetness felt so good he had to be in her, all the way, right now. Leaning forward between her bent and shackled legs, he planted a hand on either side of her chest.
His eyes locked on hers, and he shoved his hips forward until the small hairs around the base of his cock brushed the wet lips surrounding her opening. Then he pushed a little more. As he filled her completely, she let out a high-pitched whine that sent him so close enough to the edge he had to take several deep breaths before he could move.
When her pussy clenched around the length of his cock, he lost it. Leaning down until they were nose to nose, he smiled. “This is going to be fast and hard, kitten.”
Blaze’s eyes widened, and she nodded as little noises escaped. Her pussy clenched even tighter around him, and her entire body wiggled in an obvious attempt to get him to move.
Andy pulled his hips back slowly, fighting with every fiber to maintain control. But it was no use. Pushing up until he was once again kneeling with her ass cheeks cradled between his thighs, he pulled his cock nearly out of her hot, wet, grasping pussy.
She made a mewling sound when he hesitated a second with only the head inside her. That small sound ripped the last of his control from his grasp. He began to piston in and out, as hard and fast as his hips would move.
* * * *
Blaze needed something, anything to hang onto to keep from flying away from this truck, this man, and this incredible encounter that she still had a hard time believing was real.
“Master, please,” she whimpered, her hands fisting and unclenching as she fought the cuffs that held her tight.
“What, kitten?” he growled, his hips never pausing in their pistoning motion.
“My hands. I need to touch you. Please,” Blaze begged, hoping he could make sense of her words.
He must have, because in the next instant he slowed his thrusting as he unhooked first her right and then her left wrists from their cuffs.
As soon as they were free, she reached up and took his hands. As soon as their skin touched, a warm sense of peace flowed through her, comforting her while at the same time shooting her over the edge. Her grip tightened as her muscles convulsed with the orgasm that flowed through her from pussy and clit outward.
Several heartbeats later, he slammed home one last time, his body jerking as the warmth of his juices filled her pussy. She fought to keep her eyes open as she watched him fight to remain upright. For a moment, his expression looked as if he were in serious pain, and the next it blanked as if he were trying to process what just happened.
“Please, Master,” she whispered, pulling on his hands, hoping to pull him down so she could hold him. “Please hold me.”
He blinked, smiled, and leaned down, covering her torso with his cock remaining inside her. His clothes felt cool against her skin, but she did not and could not push him away. He did not speak, just slid his arms under her back and cuddled her for a few minutes as they both caught their breath. Then, long before she was ready, he reached down and released her ankles from their cuffs as well.
She squeaked in pain when she straightened her legs, and the joints of hips and knees protested the movement. When he tried to pull away and look at her, she wrapped arms and legs around him, wishing she had the right to hold him all night long. But he was on duty, and that came before whatever pleasure she could offer.
He lifted his head and kissed her long and slow, gently easing away as the now-cold air began to make its presence known. When he lifted his head, he pushed off her body and pulled his cock from her pussy.
“Up, kitten. It’s getting cold,” he said.
He pulled her to a sitting position in his truck