Heath gives me a curious look, then says in that cool, calm voice, “I can’t let you suck my cock without the chance to make you come, Karli. That’s hardly fair. You’ll have to let me rub your clit while you suck me.”

I lick my lips but smile, breathless. “Alright.”

Heath gives me a sly look, then gets out of the car, a blast of cold air rocketing over me as he does so. He walks around to my side, opens the door for me, and then once I’m out opens the door to the back seat. I climb in, and he’s fast behind me, pulling the door closed behind him. Without the arm rests between us, my nerves are suddenly on edge again, especially when Heath looks over at me with that cautious, appraising way, like he’s working out just how to begin.

“You’ve never sucked a cock before, you said,” Heath says, voice smoky.

I shake my head. “So I…I might not be any good at it.”

He smiles, my trepidation pleasing him as it always seems to. “That sweet little mouth? You’ll be excellent, Karli. Take your clothes off so I can touch you while I’m in your mouth.”

There’s just something about the way he says things that makes me crumble for him. I wiggle free from my sweatpants, with my t-shirt close behind, abandoning both on the floorboards of the SUV. Heath watches me, eyes always appraising, always hungry, and he reaches over to rub at my nipple lightly with thumb and forefinger. I close my eyes as my pussy clenches at the sensation.

“Perfect,” he murmurs, then releases me. I open my eyes to see him unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, then removing his enormous cock from the fabric. My eyes widen at seeing it again, and I wonder if this is all a bad idea. I’ve got no idea how to give a blowjob, and now I’m supposed to do a good job on something this big? “Come here, baby,” he says, and puts a hand on my shoulder, pulling me down to my elbows. I half expect him to force my lips to his cock, and I’m terrified at being rushed like that, but instead Heath situates me so I’m lying on my stomach on the car seat, elbows at his thighs and knees bent up, feet kicked up so my toes are against the window. He strokes my hair with his right hand, and with his left, he reaches down to my ass, rubbing it, pinching at me gently. His cock, already hard, grows even more so as he touches me.

“Go on. Put your mouth on me,” he says, and strokes my hair back with his free hand. He doesn’t push me to him, though; rather, he runs his thumb along my head, almost reassuringly, as I lower my mouth to his monster cock. I press my lips to the tip, then exhale as I let him slide past my lips, against my tongue.

Heath moans, and it nearly startles me into releasing him— but his hand against my head tells me I’m doing the right thing. I let my tongue press against the underside of his cock, exploring his shaft, taking him, and then I begin to pump up and down on him, my lips widening to allow more of him into my mouth each time I push my head downward.

“Good, baby. Good,” he says through a light groan. “Here—“ he lifts my head a bit, encouraging me to suck only on the tip of his cock. “Look up at me,” he orders. I do, and the look in his eyes causes a flood of wetness between my legs— he looks like he’s worshipping me, and it makes me want him like never before.

I swirl my tongue around the top of his cock, meeting his eyes the whole time, loving the way I can feel him shudder in my mouth each time I strike a particularly sensitive spot. I lick the length of his shaft, kiss up and down his cock, wrapping my lips around his girth and tonguing him that way. Heath watches all of this with a look of raw pleasure on his face, and when his fingers suddenly find my pussy, I know my expression matches his. I whimper against his cock as he rubs my clit gently, massaging small circles against me.

“Suck my cock again, Karli— but this time relax your throat, baby. Relax your throat and let me into your pretty mouth.”

I nod, almost too distracted by the feel of his hand against my pussy to focus on what he’s saying. I lift my mouth, part my lips and take him in, the tip of his cock running along the back of my throat. I worry I might gag, but force myself to relax, closing my eyes as I do so. As his cock slides farther into my throat than it’s been before, Heath slides his fingers, wet from my pussy, farther back, and suddenly his fingers are massaging my ass, lightly threatening to enter me there.

My eyes shoot open in surprise, in shock— no one has ever touched me there before. Heath, however, just gives me a confident look, and unapologetically presses down against my ass with his thumb. The pressure sends spirals of pleasure through me, and I moan loud and long, the sound nearly choked out by the presence of his cock in my mouth. He smiles down at me, presses a bit harder, and I feel his thumb enter my ass, gentle and careful.

I slide farther down on his cock, letting him fill my mouth entirely, and I moan on him as he touches me, thumbing at my ass and sliding his pointer finger into my pussy. I’ve never felt like this before, felt so full, and I feel dreamlike and dizzy as I begin to pump my mouth up and down on him, loving his taste, loving the way he groans when the head of his cock strikes the back of my throat. I can fit slightly more than half of him in my mouth, but that doesn’t stop me from trying for more.

Heath’s fingers work harder on my clit, and I arch my back to give him more access to…well. To wherever he wants. Electricity ripples through me, and I feel an orgasm begin to rise from my chest. I try to fight it off, because I can feel Heath’s cock getting ever-harder and I know that he’ll come before too long. Heath is relentless, though, and when he hears my moans become shorter and more desperate, he pushes his cock deeper into my throat and begins to rub my clit quicker than before. I cry out, or try to, but he’s filled my throat so completely that when the orgasm rockets through me, all I can do is give a muffled, desperate moan of perfect pleasure.

I pant against his cock as my orgasm fades. I’m sweating now, the wispy hairs around my face clinging to my forehead.

He pulls his fingers from me and raps on my ass lightly, then watches as I carefully lift my mouth off his cock. I drop my head down to his lap and kiss his shaft between heavy, exhausted breaths.

“I wanted you to come too,” I say, nearly pouting.

“You wanted me to come in your mouth?”

I nod at him and he reaches down, brushing hair from my face. “You’ve never swallowed before, have you?”

“No. But I want to. I want to with you,” I say, feeling dangerous.

He growls, deep in his throat. “You make it so hard to go slow, Karli. If I listened to you I’d have already fucked your ass by now.” My eyes widen a bit, and my surprise isn’t lost on him. “This is the first time you’ve had a cock in your mouth, Karli, so I’m not going to come in your mouth. But…” He looks down at my body appraisingly, and I realize he’s deciding just where he wants to come— and I also realize that I’m willing to let him do so wherever he wants. I’m willing to let him do whatever he wants, fuck me wherever he wants, take me however he wants—

“I’m all yours, Heath,” I say softly.

He looks at me, curious, then daring. “What did you say?”

“You told me to tell you when I decided,” I say, sitting up, my eyes hard on his. “I’m all yours.”

Heath looks so hungry, so wild that it makes me the most wonderful kind of scared— like being on a roller coaster, the fear before the inherent pleasure. “Oh, baby,” he says with a groan from the back of his throat. “I told you that you were perfect.”

He pulls me up and kisses me on the mouth, licking at my lips, biting at my tongue, and I swing a leg over to straddle him. My hands find his cock, hard and thick between us, and I pump up and down on him as we kiss, as his hands roam my back and finally come to rest on my ass cheeks, squeezing them apart, his fingertips threatening at both my entrances. His cock goes suddenly rock hard in my hands, and he moans into my mouth, then pulls me tight to his chest. I whimper with satisfaction as his cock presses against my stomach and I feel him come against my skin, hot and strong and powerful. I smile when I look down at the mess he’s made of my bare chest, and when I look up, Heath is watching me with that admiring, worshipping gaze, like he can’t believe I’m really here with him.

Which, to be totally fair? That makes two of us.