"You probably did tell her that," Jason mutters, shaking his head and smiling at me. "But that's all right, cowgirl. You can make it up to me on your knees later."
I press my thighs together and moan, remembering when I was on my knees for him the day before yesterday. He liked it. A lot. He's sexy all the time, but he's something else altogether when he's in my mouth. I thought he had stamina before, but he made me come so much I almost passed out from the pleasure.
His grin widens. "You're thinkin' about it, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"You like sucking me off."
"Yes," I whisper again, licking my lips. "You like it too."
"Nah, pretty baby," he disagrees on a growl, his gaze flicking rapidly between me and the road ahead. "I fuckin' love it. You look damn good with your pretty hair wrapped around my fist and your eyes watering while you're takin' me as far down your throat as you can get me."
"Jason," I whine, squeezing my legs together as hard as I can. It doesn't come remotely close to helping ease the ache between them. "I can't sit with my parents all wet and horny!"
"Then hike up that dress and touch your pussy for me," he says, his eyes on fire. "Let's see if you can get yourself off before we get there."
"Jason."
"Do it, Minnie."
I jump to obey the iron in his tone, raking my sundress up my legs until my panties are exposed. Luckily, there isn't much traffic on the mountain today and his truck sits high enough where I'm pretty sure no one could see me even if they were right beside us. The thought that someone might see excites me a little though. Judging from the smirk on Jason's face, he knows it too.
I don't think he'd ever let anyone actually see me—he's too possessive for that—but he pushes the envelope as far as he's able, getting me off in my office in the middle of the day, or touching me while we're in the car on the way home. He indulges me, letting me explore and experiment. I think he gets off on it as much as I do.
"Christ, you're soaked," he says, his eyes locked on the wet spot in my panties.
"I know!" I cry, lifting my hips to shimmy them down my legs.
He holds his hand out for them, silently demanding that I hand them over. As soon as I do, he bunches them up and presses them against his face, smelling me.
My entire body liquefies when he groans his pleasure, cursing like he's pissed he can't bury his face between my legs himself. My body liquefies a second time when he brings my panties to his mouth, licking and sucking on the wet spot I left in them. His eyes blaze with heat, his big body rigid as he snarls at the taste of me.
I dip my hand between my legs, touching myself. I'm soaked, my juices slick against my inner thighs. Jason watches me, his expression feral as I part my folds. I tease us both, touching everywhere except for where I need it most. I already know I'm going to come fast. Watching him attack my panties like he's dying to taste me has me trembling on the edge already.
Jesus. He's hot.
"That horny little pussy makes me crazy, Miranda," he growls, gripping onto the steering wheel with his free hand so hard his knuckles turn white. He drops my panties into his lap, using his other hand to rub them all over his dick through his pants. "It's so little, there's no way you should be able to fit me in there, but you take me like you were born to ride my cock."
"I w-was," I gasp, back arching, eyes rolling. My fingers slip through my juices, running circles around my clit. "This is all for you, Jason. Only you."
"Fuck yeah, it is," he says, that worn-leather tone sending me racing up the ledge. "This cock is just for you too. You're the only thing he wants. Now come so we can meet your parents and I can take you home and give you what you really need, horny girl."
"W-what do I need?" I ask, loving when he talks dirty to me. He's filthy sometimes, dirty enough to make me blush like the recent virgin I am. I love the things he says to me though. It's like they just slip out because he's too turned on to hold them back.
"A good, hard fucking," he grits out. "Goin' to keep you on my dick tonight, make sure you're bred by morning. You're going to feel me between those sexy thighs for days when I get through with you, pretty baby."
"Yes," I moan, throwing my head back against the back of my seat. My hips come up, my body bowing as the pleasure takes me. It hits hard, detonating inside that pleasure center deep in my womb and then exploding outward. I cry out Jason's name, shouting it as I come all over my hand and the seat below me.
"That's it, sweet Miranda," he croons. "Come all over your little hand for me."
I writhe, my seatbelt pulling taut. His voice sends another wave of pleasure through me. It's hypnotic, so damn sexy. I keep rubbing my clit, working out every last bit of pleasure I can before I slump in my seat again, sated and breathing hard. My entire body hums and buzzes, my pulse racing.
Jason reaches over and snags my hand, bringing it to his mouth. He sucks my juices from my fingers, growling against my skin. His stubble scrapes at my palm and my wrist, his breath warm against my skin. He licks every last drop off my hand, and then nuzzles his face against it, pressing his lips to the center of my palm.
"I love you, Minnie," he says, resting my hand on his thigh and reaching over to touch my cheek. "You're so fucking pretty when you come. I could watch you forever."
"Mm," I moan. "I love you too."
"Open your eyes, sweet girl."
"Don't wanna," I pout. Now that I came, I'm sleepy. I didn't get much rest last night. I was too anxious, worrying about Jason worrying.
"You don't have time to nap," he says with a soft chuckle. "We're pulling up to the gates now."
I gasp and sit up straight, my eyes flying open. Sure enough, the arched wrought-iron gates outside my parents' mansion are in full view. They're thrown wide open, waiting for us to arrive for lunch. Joey's car is already pulled up in front of the house. I guess we're the last ones here.
"I need my panties," I whisper, furiously trying to tug my dress down to cover myself with one hand and smooth out my hair with the other. My cheeks are burning, which means I'm probably flushed. There's not going to be any hiding the fact that I just had an orgasm. Hopefully, no one will notice though.
"I'm keepin' these, cowgirl," Jason says, shoving them into his pocket with a devilish grin. "You got me so hard, I'm going to have to sneak into the bathroom to fuck my hand with them. You're just goin' to have to go without them today."
"Jason!" I hiss, squirming because he would say something like that and get me all worked up again two second before meeting my parents for the first time.
"No one will know, pretty baby," he says, reaching out to touch my cheek again. "It'll be our little secret. While I'm jacking my cock, I want to think about that sweet pussy bare and ready for me."
"Give me the panties back and I'll sneak into the bathroom and get you off myself," I negotiate, willing to go to war for those panties if that's what it takes. Because there is no way I'm going to make it through an entire day without them. I'll soak right through my dress as soon as he smiles at me like he does.