Overheated (3 page)

“
Tell
me you want me,
darlin
’,” he said, grabbing her hips and positioning his cock between her legs. Hell yeah, she wanted him.

“Please, fuck me,” she said. “I want you.” That was an understatement. If he didn’t fuck her soon she’d die.

He thrust inside her, making her gasp with the force of his strokes. Her g-spot swelled deep inside her from the stimulation, and then he reached around and played with her clit at the same time.

“That’s too much,” she gasped, squirming her hips, her body trying to break free from the overstimulation on her swollen clit, but her movement only succeeded in making her climax once more, covering his long, frantically rubbing fingers with her juices.

He pounded into her, his cock pulsating inside her as he ejaculated into the condom. His fingers came to a stop on her clit and she breathed out, sighing. He rested his forehead on her back, so close she could feel his heart thudding in his chest against her body.

“That was amazing,” she said when their heartbeats had finally calmed down to almost normal.

“Hell yeah,” he agreed, carefully helping her stand up and turn around to face him. “But we don’t have to be done yet.”

Katie raised her eyebrows.
“Really?
I mean, I just came like three times, and you just came. And I got my very first spanking. What else is there left to do?”

Joe laughed. “Give me ten more minutes and I’ll be ready for another round if you are.”

Hell yeah, cowboy.

“So what do we do for ten minutes?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips, looking up at him for the answer.

“You tell me. What have you always wanted to do that you’ve never told a lover about?” His mouth was barely an inch from hers when he spoke, his breath hot on her lips. “No need to be shy. We’ll never see each other again, right?”

He was right. This was her one chance to do anything, anything at all.

“Um,” she paused, heat rising in her cheeks. Even though he was a stranger, the thought of asking him for what she wanted was embarrassing.

“If you’re too embarrassed, maybe I could guess,” he suggested.

She nodded, suddenly acutely aware of how naked she was, her body pressed against his as they stood toe to toe in the bathroom. The scent of his deodorant, something clean and spicy, mixed with the scent of
her own
arousal in the heat.

He ran his hands over her body, pausing at her ass, still tingling from her first spanking.

“Maybe you want me to touch you here,” he guessed, running one finger down her crack and gently touching the sensitive nerve endings in her asshole.

She blushed, not even able to tell him he’d guessed right. Her silence and smile gave her away, though. He pressed his finger forward, gently entering her ass, probing her carefully.

“Do you like that?” he asked. “Tell me.”

“Yes,” she whispered. His cock was hard again, amazingly. She looked down at it. “Fuck. I’m out of condoms,” she said regretfully. She only had that one in her purse, and that was only there for, well, emergencies. Like this one.

“Damn,” he said, but he was still smiling. “We’ll have to get creative.” His cock rubbed against her naked thigh, and she licked her lips.

“Can I—I want to blow you. Suck you off.”

 
“I like that idea,” Joe laughed. “Let me wash the latex taste off for you first, though, baby.”

He carefully extracted his finger from her ass, which burned in a weird pleasure-pain way she’d never experienced before. She moved away from the sink and watched with interest as Joe turned on the faucet, adjusted the temperature, and washed first his hands and then ran one soapy hand over his cock, stroking himself with the lather.

Her pussy clenched with excitement.
This must be what he looks like when he jacks off
, she thought. Would he be masturbating to the thought of her, someday?

When his cock was clean he turned to her with that adorable lopsided smile. “All clean.” Then, his chivalrous nature reared its head again. “Hey Katie, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Are you kidding me?” she asked. “Get over here.” She barely noticed the nasty tile floor, cool on her knees as she kneeled before him, their positions reversed from when they’d first come into the bathroom. His cock lay thick and heavy in her hand, the skin still damp from the lathering he’d given it. It smelled of industrial orange antibacterial soap.

What would it taste like?

A glimmer of pre-cum appeared on his slit and she licked it off, rolling the taste of him in her mouth. Salty and hot, two things she’d probably always associate with this afternoon from now on.

Wrapping her lips around his head, she licked the underside of his cock and sucked in. He breathed in sharply and gripped the porcelain sink edge tightly.

“You taste like sex,” she said. “I love it.” She swallowed his length, swirling her tongue around his cock, dropping tiny kisses on his cock’s tip.

“You’re killing me,” he groaned, his hand tangling in her hair. He pulled her mouth deeper onto his cock and built up a slow rhythm as he fucked her mouth.

It felt so sexy and wrong—yet so
right
—to be on her knees in a
roadstop
bathroom, giving a blowjob to a stranger who’d picked her up hitchhiking. Was this really her, doing this?

“Katie, Katie, Katie,” he moaned, pumping inside her mouth. He started to pull out but there was no way in hell she was going to miss the opportunity to swallow this guy’s spunk.

It’s fun being a slutty hitchhiker.

 
She grabbed his ass and held on, keeping her lips wrapped around his cock as he exploded in her mouth, hot streams of ejaculate spurting down her throat.

When she’d swallowed every last drop, she stood up and smiled at him. He was still breathing heavily, still recovering.

“How did I get so lucky?” he asked again.

She shrugged. “I’m just glad you were there when I was overheated.” She laughed. “I mean, when my car was overheated.”

“Nah, the first way is more like it.” He handed her back her sweaty bra and tank top. “So, we’re at a diner and all. Are you hungry?”

This guy is so hot.
His face, his words, his body… Katie smiled and nodded, trying to avoid the cliché of looking at his cock, still wet from her mouth.
“Always.”

“Let’s eat.”

“I’m pretty sure if I let you buy me lunch after doing you in the bathroom that would make me a hooker,” she said.

“And I’m pretty sure that’s not true,” Joe said, laughing as he slid his T-shirt back over his tan, muscular torso.

“So, are you asking me on…a date?” Katie asked, grinning.

“Yeah, consider it a lunch date,” he said. “Word of warning though—I don’t put out till the third date. I’m old-fashioned that way.” He tugged on his jeans and zipped up the fly.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Katie laughed.

Katie followed Joe out of the restroom and into the air-conditioned bliss of the Shiny Diner. The cool air evaporated what was left of the perspiration on her body, leaving their hot, sweaty sex in the bathroom seeming like some strange dream. Scooting into a booth seat opposite him, she remembered her broken down car.

“Can I borrow your cell phone to call a tow truck?”

Joe handed her his cell and she took it to the corner of the diner so she wouldn’t annoy anyone. When she got back just a few minutes later, food waited for her.

“I got you two eggs,
sunnyside
up, with dry sourdough toast and bacon,” he said. “And regular coffee with skim milk, no sugar.”

Perfect.
“Alright buddy, how the hell
did you know
exactly what I always order in a diner?” she asked.

Joe laughed. “Drop the stranger act for a minute, Katie. Although I have to admit that was a
fuckin
’ hot-ass time we just had.”

Katie looked at her boyfriend and grinned. “Yeah, it was.”

“I didn’t know my girlfriend was such a dirty girl.”

“You can spank me again for it later,” she laughed. She’d have had a hard time saying something like that to him before, but now…now they’d had stranger-sex. And that changed things.

“Oh I will. And now I know what else you might want me to do,” he said.

Heat rose in her cheeks despite the air-conditioning. “Like what?” she asked, but she knew what he meant. Her asshole still felt a bit tender from his probing, in a good way.

“You know what. And I’ll be sure to show you later.”

She picked up a piece of bacon and nibbled it so she wouldn’t have to respond, but her body was already responding for her. Her pussy was already wet in anticipation.

“This road trip has taught me some important things about us,” he said, his tone serious.

“Like?”

“Well, for one, that you’re probably the only woman in the world I’d agree to follow all the way to Houston in case your car left you stranded somewhere.”

“Which it did,” she pointed out.

“And two, the fact that you pretended to be a slutty little hitchhiker for me—well, that just proves that sex with you will never get old.”

Katie laughed and leaned over the table, planting a kiss on his lips. “I can say the same for you. Thanks for going along with my fantasy.”

Joe slid out of the booth and got down on his knee in front of her.

“Holy shit, Joe, what are you doing?”

“I planned on doing this when we finally got to Houston, but after that stunt you pulled in the bathroom I think now’s the time. I love you so much, Katie. Will you marry me?”

Katie gasped and nodded mutely.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes! Of course, yes,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply.

“The ring’s in my suitcase,” he added. “I can give that to you tonight.”

“Oh my god, shut up and kiss me,” she said, laughing. “And yes, that sounds perfect. I love you, Joe.”

The End