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By the time I left the office and drove home I was still second guessing myself and my decisions. I cranked up the music louder to try and drown out those thoughts. I needed to get them out of my head because I was seeing Ryan tonight and we had that unspoken rule about not discussing work issues and I didn't want him questioning anything if I seemed distracted. I wanted to focus on him and us so I began mentally preparing what I was going to cook him for dinner.

When I pulled into my driveway, there was a brand new gray Ford Raptor with a temporary tag parked in the spot next to mine. I was instantly on alert because I did not recognize the truck. Before I could react, the door opened and the driver stepped out. I let out a sigh of relief. He's got to stop doing that to me.

I parked my car, killed the engine and exited the vehicle. "You're early. What's this? Your new toy?" I pointed to the truck.

Ryan chuckled. "Yeah. A gift from Ford for winning the championship. I just picked it up. Come check it out."

I walked over and grabbed a kiss before he popped the hood. Boys and their toys. Well I have a few toys of my own I could show him. I mumbled under my breath.

"Hmmm. What kind of toys?" He asked, his eyes lighting up with interest. Shit I didn't realize I said that out loud.

"Toys of a completely different variety." I laughed, then brought the attention back to the truck. "This is really nice...for a Ford I mean."

Ignoring my dig at the manufacturer, he tugged my hand excitedly, like a kid at Christmas, to show me what was under the hood.

"It has a 3.5L EcoBoost High-Output V6. Auto start stop technology." He began rattling off specs that I frankly did not understand. Yes, I know I am a part of the automotive industry with the race team and all of my grandfather's dealerships, but this was far beyond my realm of expertise, and all of this was lost on me. Still, even though I couldn't grasp anything he was saying, I couldn't help but get turned on. Maybe it was his excitement in the way he spoke in that raspy voice that sounded so sexy. The fact that he looked hot as hell. It could have been his amazing smell, I'm not sure, I just knew that I could feel the dampness in my panties.

"Check out the inside." He interrupted my thoughts by opening the passenger door for me to climb in.

I ran my hands over the supple leather seats appreciatively. Very nice. "Are these heated?" I asked, feeling a shiver go through me as it was quite chilly outside.

"Sure are." He pushed the button to start the vehicle and the cab filled with music by one of his favorite bands, Whiskey Myers. Great sound system, I thought to myself. Stepping onto the running board, I hoisted myself into the seat, sinking into the soft leather that was already warming up. I shut my door and looked around all of the features, inhaling the new car smell.

Ryan climbed into his seat, shut the door and looked at me. "Wanna go for a ride?"

Those words did me in as I felt even more dampness flood my panties. The look in his eyes was enough to melt them right off of my body.

Adjusting myself, I hiked my pencil skirt over my thighs, up to my hips then climbed over the console to where I was now straddling him, my center directly over his groin. His breath hitched in his throat and I watched his Adam's apple bob up and down. "I'd love to go for a ride." I ground myself against him, leaving no doubt in his mind what kind of ride I wanted to take.

"Here?" He asked, his ocean eyes twinkling.

"Right here. You should feel how wet I am right now Ryan." I purred, my lips inches from his.

I could feel him get hard as he snaked his hand between us. His fingers flicked my panties to the side and he drug his finger along my wet slit.

"Jesus Mia. You are soaked. I didn't even touch you." He chuckled.

"You didn't have to. It's all you. Your voice, your scent, you looking like a snack. Just your presence is all it takes." I murmured against his throat as I licked across his Adam's apple. I felt him grow even harder underneath me.

Without a word, he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and freed his cock. It jutted out proudly with a drop of precum glistening on the tip. I lifted myself up slightly, enough for him to grab his cock in one hand and drag it through my slick folds until it was covered in my arousal. After lining up with my entrance, I slowly sank down, allowing him to fill me completely and I sighed in bliss.

The need to touch his bare skin was overpowering. I undid the buttons of his flannel shirt one by one, resisting the urge to rip them off. Finally, his bare chest was exposed and I did my favorite thing of all...flicked my tongue across his nipple. I have no idea where my nipple fetish came from. I just knew I loved the power it gave me to see a man come undone with one swipe of my tongue.

"Fuck." He muttered under his breath as I again flicked my tongue across the pebbling nipple while simultaneously rolling my hips into a circle. Suddenly, the buttons of my silk blouse were being ripped off as his hands tugged at the delicate fabric. I was now completely exposed to him and he didn't hesitate to free my left breast from my bra cup and wrap his lips around it. Maybe I'm not the only one with a nipple fetish.

He then repeated the process with my right breast. Alternating between the two, sent me straight to euphoria. The way he nipped, then licked and sucked each nipple had me clenching tightly around him, my vision going hazy and heaviness settling over my body. A moment later, the heaviness lifted, and I felt weightless as my orgasm washed over me. His lips attacked mine in a searing kiss that stole the remaining breath from my body.

"Holy shit." I panted once I detached my lips from his and laid my head on his shoulder. He barely gave me a chance to catch my breath before he placed his hands on my hips, rocking me back and forth, up and down, and in tight circles as he chased his own release.

His release and the moans that accompanied it were the sexiest sounds and sight as I watched him come undone. The hooded ocean eyes turned a shade darker before rolling back for a split second then locking with mine. His tensed face relaxed into a soft, blissed out smile and his skin was slightly flushed, painting his cheeks a rosy color. He was without a doubt the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on.

I did that. It was me who put that smile on his face. It was me who made his breath hitch and his heart race. It was me who was reflected in his eyes. I am falling hard and fast and I'm perfectly okay with that.

"Beautiful." He murmured as his hand cupped the side of my face and he caressed my cheek.

I pressed my lips to his, drinking him in while my head spun in a million directions. It's too soon to let my deep feelings be known. We've only been sleeping together for just over a week. Sure, we decided we wanted to be exclusive or whatever you want to call it, but the relationship is still new and still in the getting to know you phase.

"All new vehicles should be properly christened." I joked.

"Agreed." He chuckled, then reached into the console and grabbed some napkins to hand to me. I released him and cleaned myself up before opening the door to climb out of the vehicle. I took a moment to tug down my skirt and hold my blouse closed while he adjusted himself before climbing out.

Hand in hand, we entered my house. "Just give me a moment to freshen up and change into something comfortable, then I'll start dinner." I said.

"You're cooking?" He asked, surprise evident in his face.

"Yes, I'm cooking. I told you we were having dinner." I chuckled.

"Sorry. I thought we were ordering in. I didn't know you knew how to cook." He replied.

"Well, I'm not a gourmet chef or anything, but I can cook a few things." I wasn't surprised by his reaction. No one expected me to actually know my way around the kitchen. Truth was, I taught myself how to prepare a few simple dishes because I got tired of ordering out all of the time.

"You're just full of surprises aren't you?" He grinned at me.

"Oh baby, you have no idea." I teased. "Help yourself to a drink. The liquor cabinet is over there. If you don't mind, you can pour me a glass of wine. I'll be right back." I pressed my lips to his in a soft kiss before retreating to my bedroom. I could feel the last remnants of his seed leaking out of me and running down the inside of my thigh. It wasn't just that though, it was me. My head was once again filled with dirty thoughts of what I wanted to do with him outside of the tight confines of a vehicle. While I do have a high sex drive, I've never been this horny for someone before.

I stripped out of my clothes and tossed my skirt and underwear in the hamper. My blouse was unsalvageable, so I tossed it in the trash. I cleaned myself up the slipped into a silky pink robe. I didn't bother putting anything on underneath it because it would just get in the way later on. I brushed the tangles out of my hair then piled it on top of my head in a messy bun.

I went back to the kitchen where Ryan handed me a glass of wine while he sipped on whiskey.

I got in one sip of wine before he took the glass from my hand and set it down. He then wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against him. "Did I ever tell you you smell amazing?" He nuzzled my neck.

"I could say the same about you." I replied, tipping my head up to look into his eyes before dropping my gaze to his lips.

Sexual tension had me flushed to my core before he crashed his lips onto mine. The potent combination of whiskey and wine was the sweetest taste ever. It went straight to my head leaving me feeling intoxicated.
We were fused so tightly against one another you couldn't have even slipped a sheet of paper between us. How in the hell is he hard again already?

I felt his hand pull up the back of my robe and slip beneath it. "I knew you weren't wearing anything under this." He grinned at me.

I reached for his belt and unbuckled it. "Before I start dinner, I'd like an appetizer first." I licked my lips after I tugged his zipper down, seeing his fully hard cock spring free. I backed him up to one of the kitchen chairs and pushed him down into the seat. Sinking to my knees between his legs, I fisted his cock. He was so thick I couldn't get my hand completely around him. After jerking him off a couple of times, a bead of precum appeared at the tip and I wasted no time in darting out my tongue and swiping it away. Even though I was down on my knees, I felt anything but powerless. I had full control.

I licked up and down his shaft like a popsicle, getting it nice and wet with my saliva, taking a few extra swipes with my tongue along the ridge where the shaft and head connected because I knew this area was extra sensitive and I knew he loved it. Once his length was sufficiently slick, I then wrapped my lips around the mushroom shaped head, opening my mouth wider and taking more of him into my mouth. I kept going until I felt him hit the back of my throat. I bobbed my head a few times, inducing a deep moan to escape from his lips and that was enough to turn me into a soaking wet mess.

This time, I took him all the way down my throat, gagging a few times while drool seeped from the corner of my mouth and tears pooled in my eyes. I hollowed my cheeks out with the perfect amount of suction before I needed to take a breath. I pulled back and let him drop from my mouth, leaving strings of saliva while I gulped in several deeps breaths.

I licked across each ball, catching the underside of his sack with my tongue. I then moved back to the crown to repeat the process all over again, only this time, I cupped my hands over his balls and massaged them, feeling them tighten up, knowing he was close. I closed my mouth over the head and pushed down my throat. felt his hands rake through my hair, his fingertips digging into my scalp, and I knew what was coming. He held my head in place and began thrusting, fucking my mouth. It was raw, it was rough, it was hot and I loved every second of it despite the fact that he was now dominating me. Somewhere along the way, I had given up control and he took it. I was not used to this power exchange. Either I was in control or we took equal control. Yet somehow, I didn't mind, even though I could feel the tears roll down my cheeks while my own wetness seeped out of me and coated the insides of my thighs.

I couldn't help but slip my hand between my legs. The second my finger touched my clit, shockwaves rushed up and down my spine and I exploded. Ryan grunted a few times before sending ropes of hot cum down my throat, giving me no choice but to swallow every bit.

He finally let go of my head and eased it back, his cock beginning to soften, fell from my lips and I took in several deep breaths. I could not believe I came while giving him a blow job. I always got wet giving head, but this was the first time I had actually gotten off on it.

He wiped the tears from my face with his thumbs and leaned down, placing a tender kiss on my lips. "You are amazing, baby girl."

Baby girl. Fuck if that doesn't do something to me.

With all of my energy depleted, I laid my head on his lap while he stroked my hair. Another sign of submission from me. What is wrong with me?

He kissed my forehead, continuing to softly stroke my hair. "Okay, you had your appetizer, now I want mine."

And if those words didn't perk me right up and give me my second wind.