CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT | OLIVIA
“You’re so fucking wet,” Duke grunted as his palm cupped the front of my panties. “It feels like a fire hydrant went off between your legs…”
He wrapped his hand around my throbbing mound and squeezed through the wet fabric, and I felt waves of pure fire spread like an inferno through my body.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I murmured. “Not here. Not like this…”
I don’t know why I even bothered objecting; the last thing I wanted was for Duke to stop what he was doing.
“I think this is exactly what we should be doing right now,” he hissed, pressing his lips against into the fleshy corner between my neck and shoulder.
“What if someone sees us?!”
His fingers prodded through my sticky panties, then he moved his hand away and slumped back into the driver’s seat of the fire truck.
“You’re right,” he sighed, glancing through the windshield at the abandoned field he had parked the truck in. “Someone might see us here.”
I knew he was teasing me. There wasn’t a single soul to be seen in all directions; we were completely alone. My pussy spasmed, missing the touch of his fingers.
“It’s just… I would hate for you to get in trouble,” I said sheepishly, edging my fingers across the truck cab towards Duke. My hand landed on his thigh, and my fingers crawled towards his crotch. I could feel the heat licking through his pants. “Or worse, lose your job…”
“After all the shit I’ve pulled today? I think that ship has already sailed,” Duke grinned. He stopped my hand from reaching the zipper on his Dickie work pants. “But you’re right… we don’t need to add ‘indecent exposure’ charges to my list of offences.”
“Besides,” he added. “I’m supposed to be a changed man now, right? No more getting into trouble…”
Duke turned the key in the fire truck’s ignition and the engine rumbled to life.
“Wait,” I said, pressing my hand over the gearstick before he could shift into drive. He glanced up at me and I grinned. “Maybe I like a little bit of trouble, after all…”
It took all of thirty seconds for Duke to twist off the ignition, lift me out of the passenger seat, and pull me into the back of the truck.
Duke threw me down ass-first onto the vinyl bench seat that stretched the width of the cab. He pressed my back against the chrome diamond plated wall as he kneeled in front of me and stripped off my shorts and panties.
He pushed my thighs apart and his head darted down, licking at the mess that I had made of myself. Then he stood up and hunched over me, planting one knee on the bench by my side. He brought his lips to mine, and when he kissed me I could taste myself.
As I licked my sweetness from his tongue I rubbed my hand over the front of his stiff work pants and massaged his even stiffer cock. He sucked in a breath and rolled his hips forward, letting me feel more of him.
I quickly tugged down the fly on his Dickies, then rolled them down over his dick. I took a second to gawk in awe at his perfect pink cock, then I gripped his shaft and started rubbing up and down his length. My other hand crept between his legs and cradled his balls.
“Where the hell did you learn to handle a firehose like that?” Duke grunted, clamping his teeth into his bottom lip as he leaned into my touch.
“I’m a trained first responder,” I reminded him. “I know my way around all sorts of equipment.”
To prove my point, I pushed his legs apart and leaned forward. Instead of taking him into my mouth right away, I gripped the base of his shaft and forced it up. With my other hand, I released his balls and reached further back, fingering the tender crescent of his taint.
I felt his body shudder and he had to plant a hand on the diamond plated wall behind me to steady himself. I prodded him again and his balls tightened.
“Oh fuck, Beck, I’m close…” he stammered, panting as his body heaved over me.
“What’s that thing you’re always telling me?” I teased, glancing up at him. “Be patient. Stop trying to be in control…”
He swallowed heavily and rolled his neck back, and I turned my attention back to his manhood. I held him up as I planted my tongue at the base of his shaft, then I ran my tongue all the way up his length. When I got to his tip, I traced the shape of his head until a glistening pearl of moisture dribbled out.
“Tell me something, Duke,” I said, kneading his cock with my hand as I glanced up at him again. “Do you remember the first day that we met at Vaughan’s?”
“Yeah,” he grunted with a nod.
“Do you remember what I said to you?”
“You said a lot of things--”
“Do you remember what I said about your dick?” I tightened my grip.
“You said that I was a creep,” he recalled. His voice was rugged and strained. “And that I had probably already imagined what my dick would look like in your mouth…”
I smiled slowly, feeling the fire swarm inside of me. I was running out of patience, too...
“Was I right?” I asked. “Did you imagine it?”
“I think you already know the answer to that, Beck…”
His eyes pointed down at me, burning hot and wild, and I slid down and stretched my lips into a giant ‘O’ as I took him into my mouth. He groaned and his hand clapped against the metal wall, sending a tremor through the entire truck.
His tangy essence flooded my mouth, and I knew that if I didn’t stop now, he’d be filling my throat with his come. I dragged my lips away, then I sat back against the chrome truck wall.
“I want you inside of me,” I said. “Now.”
Duke reached back into the front of the cab and pulled a condom from the visor over the driver’s seat. I raised an eyebrow.
“Have you done this before?” I asked.
“Never,” he shook his head as he ripped open the foil package and rolled the condom onto his thick dick. “But some of the other crew members--”
I didn’t need to hear the rest. I didn’t give a shit about the other guys on the crew; knowing that I was the only girl that Duke had fucked inside the fire truck turned me on, and I couldn’t wait any longer…
Duke pulled my ass off the vinyl bench and angled my hips up, resting me on his knee. Then he slid me forward, lowering me onto his cock.
“Oh fuck--” I moaned as he entered me, burrowing deeper and deeper inside of me.
We were both already on the verge… all it took was a few thrusts to throw us over the edge into pure bliss.