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thank you so much for 1 million reads!! I LOVE Y'ALL. now here's a dirty little treat lmao.

"Darling, you taste divine."

X X X get ur holy water ready--this one is intense X X X

My hands make fast work of Gray's belt buckle, and I already see the thick outline in his pants, pressing against the fabric. I throw the belt into my seat and unbutton his pants.

"Fuck, Riv," he groans when I kiss his jaw. "I'm driving."

"So?" I ask softly. "What I'm about to do doesn't require the use of your hands." Then his whole body tenses under my desperate hands, but he doesn't stop me.

I finally undo the button and zipper of his pants. Slowly, I open the seam of his pants and feel him through his boxer-briefs. A groan escapes his mouth, and his hips buck slightly. The sensations firing between my legs only build stronger, spurring me to keep going.

My eyes gaze up at him as I reach into the fold of his underwear, feeling his heated skin grow warmer under my fluid touch. When my fingertips graze his member, Gray groans again. Taking the hardness into my hand, I snake it out from under the fabric, letting it move freely. It pulses in my hand, thick and heavy with need.

I pump him softly, running my thumb over his sensitive slit on top. His grip on the steering wheel turns white, and he rolls his head frustratedly. I repeat that small motions, feeling the slick surface of his rock-hard head. Clear fluid runs down from it, and I want to taste it.

I move my body back so I can lean right over him. Still managing to stare up at him, I slowly lick his cock from base to tip, collecting his precum on my tongue. Then I wrap my lips tantalizingly around the thick head, swirling my tongue around it.

He takes one hand off the wheel and knots it in my hair, the same way he did last time we were in this situation on my birthday. But this time, he applies light pressure to the back of my head, urging me to take more of his manhood into my mouth.

"Just like that," he groans. Inch by heated inch, he coaxes me to fit more of his thick cock into my mouth. "You can take it all, baby, just a bit more."

My wetness grows, realizing that Gray's darker, more controlling side is back. I happily oblige, filling my entire mouth with his hard cock, stretching my lips around the base.

"Good girl," he says, smoothing my hair. Then I start moving my head up and down his long shaft, letting my saliva drip down his hardened length. His size forces my mouth to suction around him, leaving no inch of his cock untouched by the inside of my mouth. Gray guides my movements with his fist in my hair, and I wish that his hands were on me.

My movements pick up, and I suck his cock fast. He feels so excessive in my mouth, but I fight against my gag reflexes as his tip touches the back of my throat. Tears well up in my eyes instinctively, and after a few minutes, I move up, removing his cock from my mouth.

I smile at him with watery eyes, gathering myself for a few seconds. With his hand still on the back of my head, he pulls my head toward him and places a soft kiss on my wet mouth.

I kiss back with need, turned on beyond belief. He sees my enjoyment, then guides my face back into his waiting lap. I feel the car make a sharp turn, and I wrap my lips around him once again.

As I suck Gray's throbbing cock, his hips move in rhythm with my mouth, thrusting himself slightly into me. He hits the back of my throat, and I clench my legs together to fight off my painful arousal. I love the feeling of his large cock in my mouth--the feeling of giving him pleasure--but I want nothing more than to have him pressed in between my legs, really testing the limits of my body.

My jaw starts to hurt from the repetitive movement, so I just stop with my mouth wrapped around half of his length, still licking the sensitive slit of his cock. Gray realizes what I want him to do, and I feel the car stop. Then with both hands gripping my hair tightly, he starts really thrusting his hips to move his cock in and out of my wet, willing mouth, keeping my head firmly in place.

I moan at the feeling of him moving inside me, using my face to derive pleasure for himself. With both my hands free and my wetness growing by the second, I reach one of my hands down to between my legs, hoping to ease some of the ache that's building.

My fingers barely graze the lace of my panties when Gray demands, "Don't touch yourself yet, Riv." I sigh frustratedly but oblige. I focus on the euphoric feeling of his cock sliding past my lips repeatedly, forcing my mouth to stay open to accommodate his size.

His groans grow louder and more frequent, and his hands grow tighter in my hair. His thrusts get more frantic, going deeper into my mouth and earning several moans from me.

"God, baby, your mouth feels so good on me. So fucking soft," he moans, and I grip his legs for stability as he finishes off with a final few thrusts. Warmth spills from his tip, coating my whole mouth with salty cum. In this position, it seeps out from my lips and back onto his cock. I slip my head off him, closing my mouth. I swallow the cum still in my mouth.

I look down and see that he's still rock-hard, even after his orgasm. His white release drips down his shaft, and I know what he wants me to do. What I want to do—put my mouth back on him and taste what I did to him.

So with a soft, slow tongue, I lick every inch of his cock, gathering every drop of cum on my tongue and swallowing it in front of him.

My favorite part comes next: he pulls my head to his and kisses my wet mouth, sliding open my lips with his tongue and tasting every inch of me, saltiness and all. I press my hand to his chest, steadying myself, and return the kiss. From the way his mouth moves against mine, I know both of us are still wanting more.

"Take us to your place. Now," I demand between kisses. "I want you so bad it hurts."

He yanks me away from him and I back into my seat. He tucks his hardened cock back in his pants, then I watch confused as he opens the door. "Get out," he orders roughly. "And bring my belt."

My mouth falls open in surprise, and I look around at where Gray stopped the car. We're nowhere near our town, and all I see is trees. We're not even on a road, just some overgrown path leading into the forest. I doubt anyone has been here in a while, judging from the looks of it.

My arousal only grows as I open the door and step out. We're alone in the middle of these sparse woods. With no one around to hear us. I pick up his belt before I shut the door behind me.

"Riv, do you know what you do to me?" He asks, gripping my chin firmly as soon as I get out of the car. He presses me to him, and I feel his throbbing cock still between us. "It was quite obscene what you just did to me, making me lose control as I was driving," he whispers, scanning my face.

I don't answer, anticipating his next move. I cross my legs tightly, keeping my wetness from growing further. "I know you enjoyed it," I say breathlessly, wanting him to speed things up and take me already. Gray just smirks down at me, noticing how firmly I'm pressing my thighs together.

"I did," he admits. "But I'm going to enjoy this even more." Then he lets go of me.

"Strip," Gray orders, leaning up against the hood of his car and starts winding the belt around his arm casually. His dark eyes are still fixed on me, waiting.

I want to be naked, but not by my hands. I want him to slide my clothes off me, to feel his long fingers desperately reveal my vulnerable body to him. So I just walk toward him, silently asking him to tear my clothes off and fuck me already.

Still clothed, I position myself standing between his legs, and lower my face to his. But he grips my waist and roughly picks me up, pressing me down until my back is against the cold hood of his car. I whimper in surprise.

He leans down until his body is pressing me against the car. I shiver, wanting there to be nothing between us. "I'm happy to take your clothes off for you, baby, but I won't be gentle," he threatens. Then before I can answer, he tears my clothes off me with harsh hands until I'm in nothing but my soaked underwear. I gasp at his rough movements, but the noise sounds oddly like a moan.

He stands up and unwinds the belt from his arm, slowly. Then Gray grabs both my wrists tightly and pulls them above my head, crossing them. Then with the belt, he restrains them together, so I'm lying in front of him, naked and totally at his mercy. I moan, feeling the ache grow. "Please, Gray."

Then he pulls my underwear roughly down my legs, groaning when he finally stands over my completely exposed body. "God, Riv, if only you could see how beautiful you look in this position," he says, rubbing his jaw, and I feel his eyes rake up and down my heated body. "I could devour you right now."

"Do it," I gasp, pulling against the belt.

He laughs at my attempts to get out of the restraint, covering me with his body once again. I move my restrained hands down to touch his face, to make him kiss me, but he grabs my wrists roughly and slams them back above me. "These stay up here, understand?" He asks.

I nod feebly. Then finally, he starts kissing my body, starting at my jaw and working his way down. I arch my body for him, wanting his lips on every inch of my skin. His hands gently fondle my soft breasts as he sucks on my pink nipples, one at a time. My eyes flutter closed.

"This is exactly what I wanted to do to you that first night under the stars," he says between sucking me tenderly. "Baby, I wanted to take you into my mouth and make you moan my name, right then and there."

I press my head back, wracking my brain for that memory. That night, I'd been wearing just a sports bra, and the temperature was dropping. In the moment, I didn't admit to myself that my nipples were hard because I was aroused by his presence.

Now I'm naked beneath him, and his mouth is on me, devouring the tender flesh just like I'd imagined him doing. It feels much better than I could have ever dreamed, so I fulfill his fantasy by moaning his name softly. Another lost moment recaptured.

Then I whimper, knowing he's just teasing me at this point. Still, I keep moaning loudly at the feeling of his mouth on my sensitive breasts. In the night's heavy darkness, I feel like every one of my senses is heightened to an extreme.

When his fingers finally dip between my legs, I automatically spread them as wide as possible, wanting him to live up to his promises and devour me. "So wet for me already," he observes roughly, moving his long fingers over my wet skin. His fingertips swirl around my clit, never quite touching it.

"What a mess you've already made between your legs," he remarks, captivated by the glistening running down my skin. "You're dripping all over yourself, baby."

This isn't news to me. I've been pointedly aware of my growing arousal for the past hour. But hearing him notice and comment on just how aroused I am--it's like gasoline poured on my raging fire.

"Gray. Now," I beg, desperate to feel his tongue on me. It's a battle to keep my hands over my head, and I grapple for anything I could say to him. "You--you owe me two sexual favors. Consider this both of them. Just please."

"So needy," he says, tauntingly. "I'm still not sure what you want, baby." For a second, he uses his fingers to roughly test the tightness of my hole, dripping with clear fluid. "Show me."

"Grayson," I beg.

"Touch yourself. Use your little fingers to show what you want me to do with your body," he orders. "Touch yourself for me."

Then he stands back, observing with hungry eyes.

I'm so wrought with desire that I don't think twice about giving in to his orders. I move my restrained hands down to between my legs and slip my fingers into my wetness, moaning immediately at my own touch. Fully clothed, Gray watches me with dark eyes as I swirl my fingers around my tiny clit, bringing me close to a release. I can't imagine how desperate, how needy I look right now. But I part my reddened lips in a soft moan, losing myself and hoping to drive him far enough to finish the job himself.

"Stop," he orders, and I do, as much as it hurts to. "So fucking beautiful," he mumbles to himself again, caressing his hands down the sides of my naked body, starting from my wrists and going all the way down to my thighs. His thumbs softly graze my nipples on the way down, tracing over the creamy mounds of my breasts, and the teasing is verging on painful.

Then he gets on his knees in front of me and finally brings his mouth onto my heat. I almost scream with pleasure as his tongue finally tastes me. His hands clamp down on my thighs, keeping them almost painfully far apart, but I don't care. I let him consume me, moving my hips into his mouth.

I moan into the empty forest, knowing Gray is the only one who can hear me. "Fuck, fuck, it feels so fucking good, Gray."

Then he stuffs two fingers inside me without warning, and I bite my lip hard to keep from screaming. As Gray pumps his two fingers slowly in and out of my tight hole, still sucking my needy clit, I can't stop myself from looking forward to another part of him inside me. I want to feel myself stretching around his thick cock as he finally pushes himself inside my aching body.

He's doing amazing things to both my mind and body.

My legs start shaking, and I moan Gray's name into the cool air, along with every curse word in the English language. His fingers curl inside me, grazing the perfect spot and melting me completely. With his fingers stuffed inside me and his tongue swirling around my sensitive folds, I come in less than a minute. It's almost embarrassing how easily I come undone under his touch.

As I come, I throw my head back and close my eyes, still feeling his thick fingers struggling to stretch out my wet tightness. I open my mouth in a wild moan, and Gray captures it with his lips, letting me taste myself on his mouth as I ride my mind-blowing orgasm. His lips are slick with my own fluids, and that only makes me want him more.

After kissing me passionately for a few seconds, Gray pulls away, leaving me cold and still painfully aroused. He yanks his shirt off his body, then drops his pants to his ankles. Through his thin underwear, I see his thick erection pulsing to be free again. Maintaining eye contact with me, he slides his boxer-briefs down his muscled legs. I whimper just looking at his massive bare cock, standing as hard as ever, waiting to fuck me.

"See what you do to me, River?" Gray asks in a strained, raspy voice, leaning back over me. We both watch as his hand wraps around his thick manhood, and he strokes himself slowly a few times. He moans over me as I watch this erotic scene take place. I sigh at the mere sight, marking that down as one of the hottest things I've ever seen Gray do. Suddenly, I understand why Gray is so interested in the idea of me touching myself just for him.

I want to watch him pleasure himself in front of me for the rest of my life. But right now, I want him to use my body to find his release.

I wrap my legs desperately around his waist, pulling him close to me. Both of us moan as his cock slides against my sensitive clit, and I whimper, "Don't make me beg again. You know what I want, Gray."

He kisses me gently on the lips, then my cheeks, then my chin, then my forehead. The tenderness of his actions and the softness of his lips only make me more desperate. "Don't worry. I know what you want, baby."

Great, now give it to me, I want to say. But something tells me he wouldn't react well to my attitude.

"You know what the best thing about fucking you in the forest is?" He asks, looking me in the eyes, clearly expecting an answer.

"Why do you choose the worst moments to ask questions?" I whine, grinding my body against his. With one hand, he places his cock at my pulsing entrance, and I almost tear up with need. Every cell of mine pulses with desire--to have him buried several inches into me. "I don't know the answer, Gray," I whimper, turned on almost to the point of feeling lightheaded.

He nuzzles his head into my shoulder, kissing my neck. "The best part is: no one can hear your screams out here." Then he forces his large cock into my tight hole, and I do scream with overwhelming pleasure and pain. His iron-grip is still on my thighs, keeping my body open for his thick cock to penetrate me however he pleases. "Fuck," he says, kissing my neck again.

I let out all kinds of noises as he drives every painful inch of himself into my body, fucking me ruthlessly. He's so thick that every thrust puts pressure on my pulsing clit, adding another sensation to the already-overwhelming experience.

"Scream for me, River," he growls into my ear. "Come on, baby. Scream my name."

He doesn't have to tell me twice. My voice fills the forest, echoing off trees, until I'm sure that every damn animal knows Gray's name. "I love the sound of your moans, Riv. God, you're so fucking perfect," he groans, still pounding his body into mine. Overcome with passion, I move my hands to circle around his neck. I moan helplessly again when he slams them back over my head.

The overwhelming strength of his steel grip turns me on so much, and I dig my nails into the palms of my own hands.

My breasts move with every brutal thrust, and he takes them in his mouth greedily, sucking and licking my small, sensitive nipples tenderly. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, painfully erotic. Gray sucks and makes dark marks on the delicate flesh of both my breasts, creating hickeys to remind me of what he's capable of doing to me. That every intimate part of me is his to claim over and over again.

His fingertips dig into the soft flesh of my thighs, holding them apart forcefully. As he fucks his overwhelming cock into me, the only parts of my body that I consciously have to control are my arms, keeping them above my head per his demands. The rest of my body is ruled by him, and he spreads me out like a meal and ravages me.

And how I love the feeling. Of having every inch of my body filled with him. Of being physically and emotionally complete.

His thrusts into me feel punctuated, long and slow as they draw out of me, then brutal and quick as he shoves himself back inside my dripping-wet hole. I'm blissfully at his mercy, and I let him fuck my tight, yearning body until I can't feel anything but him stretching out my small entrance over and over.

The burning coil in my stomach builds stronger with every passionate thrust into my small slit. When I let my arms fall around his neck, he doesn't force them back. We're both too overcome with pleasure to notice the small things right now. I dig my fingernails into his back, pressing myself closer into his body.

Gray crashes before me, filling my tightness with his warm cum. His groans accelerate my build to a release, and his warmth magnifies the sensations inside me. Even as he finishes, he watches me intently and keeps pumping his cock inside me, bringing me to the end with him. Gray lets go of my thighs when I start moaning uncontrollably. Lovingly, he places one hand in my hair and the other on the side of my neck, lifting my head toward him as I reach my heavenly peak.

As he gazes at me with such raw emotion

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