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She saw it immediately. Her eyes flicked down, locked onto the imprint stretching long and thick down my thigh. It wasn’t subtle. Her breath caught, lips parting slightly before she quickly looked away, but not before I caught the soft blush creeping across her cheeks.
It started as just another quick trip to the store. I wasn’t thinking about anything other than grabbing what I needed and getting out. But I should’ve known better. Gray sweatpants—no underwear. I already knew what it looked like. And so did she.
She saw it immediately. Her eyes flicked down, locked onto the imprint stretching long and thick down my thigh. It wasn’t subtle. Her breath caught, lips parting slightly before she quickly looked away, but not before I caught the soft blush creeping across her cheeks.
I smirked, adjusting slightly—just enough to let her know I saw her seeing me. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear, suddenly fidgeting, told me everything I needed to know.
We crossed paths again in one of the aisles. This time, she didn’t even try to hide it. Her gaze dipped lower, dragging slowly over the outline. I stepped closer, grabbing something off the shelf, letting her feel the heat of my presence next to her. The tension was thick, heavy, pulsing between us.
By the time we ended up in line together, it was undeniable. She stood in front of me, shifting, adjusting her leggings—thin as hell, hugging every inch of her. When she bent over slightly to grab something from her cart, the curve of her ass pressed tight against the fabric, giving me a full view. She stayed there just a second too long, her breath shaky when she finally straightened.
Outside, we walked to our cars at the same time. She hesitated by her door, glancing at me, then down again, her blush deepening.
The air between us cracked, electric. No words were needed. I stepped closer.
The car door swung open, and within seconds, she was in the passenger seat of my car, breath uneven, body pressing into mine. My hands found her hips, pulling her onto my lap, her soft moan vibrating against my lips as she ground against me, feeling just how hard I was.
Her leggings were peeled down in a slow, teasing motion, exposing heated, dripping skin. I traced my fingers along her thighs, finding her already soaked.
She gasped as I slid inside her, nails digging into my shoulders. No hesitation. No teasing. Just raw, unfiltered need. She rocked against me, her breath hitching, hands gripping my neck as she moved, chasing that high.
The windows fogged, heat pressing in around us as she picked up the pace, her body tightening around me. Her moans grew desperate, soft whimpers turning into sharp cries as her orgasm hit, legs shaking, pussy clenched tight as she came hard, soaking my thighs, dripping down onto the seat.
She collapsed against my chest, breathing heavy. I let her ride it out, let her enjoy the last tremors of pleasure pulsing through her body. But I wasn’t done.
I gripped her hips, thrusting up into her, making her gasp as I fucked her through her oversensitivity. It didn’t take long—her walls still fluttering around me, still pulling me deeper until I groaned, gripping her ass tight as I came hard inside her, filling her with every last drop.
She stayed there for a moment, forehead resting against mine, body still trembling. Then, with a breathless laugh, she climbed off, pulling her leggings back up. But as soon as she stood, I watched as my cum started streaming out of her, thick and warm, sliding down her inner thigh.
She looked down, biting her lip, then met my gaze with a smirk.
“Well,” she sighed, wiping herself off with a napkin from the gloveboxI chuckled, reaching for my phone. She took it from me, typing in her number, then leaned in, pressing a slow, teasing kiss to my lips.
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