He pulls over into an empty parking lot.

"Are we not going home?" I ask.

"Not yet, sweetheart," he says, grinning mischievously at me. "Get in the backseat," he instructs.

I blush but do as he says, climbing out of the car and into the backseat. He follows close behind.

"Come here," he says, hands gesturing for me to climb onto his lap.

I sit down, straddling him, legs on either side of his strong body. He groans as our crotches touch. He cups my cheek, his lips softly gliding over mine.

"God, I love you so fucking much," he mumbles against my lips.

I grip his hair, pulling him in for a second much needier kiss. He moans softly as I take his bottom lip between my teeth and tug it gently. Our lips hungrily meet, his tongue tickling my bottom lip. I breathe heavily, granting him access into my mouth. Our tongues touch tentatively, curiously dancing around each other. 

He pulls away to catch his breath before pulling my head back by my hair. His lips latch onto my neck. I shudder, trying but failing to suppress my needy moans as he sucks and bites on my sensitive skin. He laps at the dark marks he's left, soothing the burn from his bite.

He lays me back on the seats, quickly positioning himself on top of me. I groan, bucking my hips up into his. He reacts by pressing his obviously very aroused crotch firmly on mine. I reach between us, undoing the button on his pants. I slide his pants down his ass, making sure to give it a nice tight squeeze as I discard him of his confinement. He kicks off his pants, hastily tugging his boxers down. I feel his hot, hard, and throbbing cock hit my stomach as he does so. I grab onto his member, giving it a quick squeeze before slowly starting to pump my hand up and down. He moans loudly, gasping when I touch him just right.

I smirk, a naughty thought entering my mind. I let go of his dick, propping myself up enough so I can easily discard myself of my shirt. He gasps at my semi-exposed chest, reaching behind me to swiftly undo the clasp of my bra.

“I want you to fuck my titties,” I say, biting my lip.

“D-damn, o-okay,” he responds, leaning down to take my right nipple in his mouth. I grip his hair pulling him closer. He moves to my other tit, giving it the same attention, sucking the tip and lightly biting down. I groan when he pulls away but my disappointment dissolves as he sits up, stradling me. He grips his dick, prepping it for me, his hand moving quickly. He leans forward, positioning his dick between my tits. He starts slow at first, gripping my tits to keep them in place. His pace picks up and I can tell he is close. I reach down and massage his balls, trying to get him to his climax. He thrusts a few more times before releasing himself onto my tits, moaning as he comes down from his high. I take my middle finger and swipe up some of cum onto it before placing it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip before pulling it out. 

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he says before kissing me. “Now it’s your turn,” he mumbles, pulling away from the kiss.

I settle back into the seats, preparing myself for some blissful payback.