Chloe and Brent's Wild Ride (4 page)

Chloe
fell back as
Brent
clambered
on top of her
trembling
body. He
practically
growled
as
his jaw clenched
tight
. “Goddamn
Chloe, I’
ve never wanted to fuck so badly in my life!” His
rock hard
cock found her wet warm
pussy
and he thrust himself deep inside of her. He grunt
ed like a mad bull
as his muscular ass tightened
and flexed with each thrust.
He couldn’t slow down
if he wanted to.
Chloe
held onto his neck for dear life and threw her head back as he
pounded himself inside
her with all his might. She cried out
as
she
started
to
climax
.

Brent
could feel his balls tighten and his groin twitch as his
semen
spilled inside her like molten lava
. He
buried his face into the
pale skin of her breast
s
and
inhaled
her warm sweet
scent
while he
filled
his mouth
with her soft supple flesh
. He drank
in
the
essence
of Chloe
as her
heated slick pussy
contracted
tightly
around his pulsing cock
.
His dick
seemed to spill a never ending flow
of semen
deep inside her
womb
.

They collapsed in a haze of sweat, tears, semen and every other bodily fluid they possessed between them.
Chloe
’s heart was pounding so fast that
Brent
protectively
placed his hand over her chest to try to slow it down. He
softly
kissed her neck and shoulders and then searched for her mouth
with his tongue
.
The
ir mouths
found one another in the dark and
they
kissed slowly and passionately for what seemed to be an eternity.
Brent and Chloe
were no longer separate beings
.
They
had melded into a single entity
of love and devotion.

After a long moment of complete stillness and silence,
Chloe
spoke
up
first. “What the hell happened to us?” She asked
in
total
astoundment
.

“I’m not sure
sweetcheeks
.
” Brent’s face was still buried between her soft firm breasts
.
“
Maybe it was the full moon, the music and the fact that you looked like
the
hot
test
little harlot
on the West Coast
.” He chuckled as he nuzzled
his face deeper into her cleavage
.

Chloe combed her fingers through Brent’s dark hair.
“I
’
ve never
, ever,
felt
like that before. I swear I would’
ve fucked you in the middle of the freeway if I had to.” Her heart rate was
returning to
normal again.
Brent remained nestled in her boobs.
“I figured if we crashed and I died
,
maybe you’d
survive. That way you could change my clothes and wash the makeup off my face
.
” She grinned. “I wouldn’t want
my
autopsy report to read;
the corpse
appears to be a
twenty-six
year old hooker with no underwear, wearing a
Tinkerbell
skirt.
”

Brent
burst out laughing. “
Chloe
, your mind just amazes me sometimes!” He gave her little kisses up the side of her neck. He
rolled off of her
and pulled his jeans up from around his
knees. “Let’s get
you up to the cabin little girl. I’
m not
finished
with you yet. I made a vow if we survived that little escapade on the road that I was going reward you for making my dreams come true.” He leaned over and
whispered in her ear. “I’m going to fuck the ever living daylights out of you.” He
kissed her once more before he put the car in gear.

Chloe
leaned
her head
on his shoulder and whispered. “You won’t hear me argue with any of that.” She smiled as she looked up at the black sky with a million stars and a full moon. The song “Magic Man” was
still
playing in her head as they drove up to the cabin.

To be continued…

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