Risk and Reward - Sex Stories

Risk and Reward

... as she placed her hand between my thighs, I gasped. It was now dark, and I didn't have to worry so much about other drivers seeing us, but this was still risky. Yet my cock continued stiffening in response to her touch.

"Morgan," I pleaded. Fuck, she knew just what she was doing, stroking my dick through my pants!

"You didn't expect me to sit here the whole time and keep my hands to myself like a good girl, did you?" Her breathing quickened with her own excitement.

I glanced down at her hand working between my thighs. "You're being such a bad girl," I groaned.

Morgan unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to face me. Glancing at her, I could see the wicked gleam in her blue eyes. "I'm just getting started," she whispered, then began unfastening my pants.

"Baby, wait!" I was breathing fast now, too. Traffic had thinned even more, so no one was driving alongside us, but Jesus, we couldn't take this kind of chance. "It's too risky for you to be playing with my cock like this."

Morgan's hand snaked inside my underwear. "I think you love the way I'm playing with you, Will. I certainly love how hard you are for me."

"Ah, Christ!" A shiver of arousal went through me when she ran the pad of her thumb over my cockhead. "Morgan, we can't. Not here!"

She moved to press her lips against the side of my neck. "Then you'd better find a place to pull over so you can fuck me."

I looked around, frantic to do as she said. She was stroking my cock with a slow but insistent ...

... rhythm, and all I could think about was being inside her. We were driving on a street lined with office buildings, most of them now empty. I remembered there was a tiny park nearby with a few picnic tables and benches and a walking trail that led through a wooded area. I figured it was closed after dark, and we risked a trespassing charge, but it was a chance I was willing to take.

I pulled into the empty lot, driving my car toward a space farthest from the street and its lights. A brick wall served as a border between the park and the sidewalk, and it also shielded us from vehicles driving past. As soon as I backed the car into a space and cut the engine, I seized Morgan's wrist. A streetlight provided enough illumination for me to see her startled expression. "You're in a lot of trouble," I growled. Her eyes widened, but she didn't speak as I put away my cock. Only when I took hold of her hair and pulled her to me did she let out a cry. The kiss I gave her was hard and punishing. I forced my tongue between her lips, claiming her mouth.

"I'm sorry!" she said when I broke the kiss.

"It's too late for that." I got out of the car and then strode around to the passenger side, feeling like a stranger in my own skin. I'd never been this aggressive with a woman, but Morgan summoned forth something wild within me. Opening the car door, I reached in to grab her. She didn't struggle or tell me no. If anything, she was docile, even submissive, as I hauled her outside.

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