Best sexual moment

Harley Finley's POV

My once quiet life is in shambles. In a matter of hours it turned from the most lovely, sunny day into a series of hurricanes circling above my head. Landfall projection, my home town. The wind speed, fuck-you mph. The amount of rainfall, you're-in-hell feet. Total damage to be determined.

Now, here I am, being guided out of the bar I had my first drink at when I was sixteen. Where I was currently sulking like a little bitch and craving attention like a little whore, dressed in the most provocative clothing I own.

Granted, even if my sperm donor is dead and my boyfriend cheated on me, I feel fucking fantastic. 

We're in the eye of the storm, babes! With a hot guy ready to fuck me senseless while I wait for the rain to start again.

"Fuck, Colt. Hold on." I groaned pulling my arm from his tattooed grip then fumbling through my purse on my shoulder all while trying to keep my gait straight, in the dark, drunk. All I could hear is the my phone ringtone going off, killing the mood I had set earlier.

"No, no, angel." Colt's voice deepened as he pulled me to his chest. His loose fitted white shirt tangled in my fingers from the quick movement.

I looked at his chiseled jaw, watching it flex with the grit of his teeth. His honey brown eyes darkened watching my every movement. A small amount of fear rushed through me, second guessing the idea of telling a complete stranger to be rough with me.

Yeah, probably wasn't one of my better ideas.

Fucking whiskey, always getting me into trouble.

His thin lips curled upwards as he leaned into my ear. The smell of his woodsy cologne and cigarettes filling my nose sending me on an all time high.

"Let it ring or answer. Either way. I'm not stopping." His dark husky voice sent goosebumps down my arms. His hands tightened around my hips, digging into the bone as he backed me into the side of a truck. The cold metal made my bare back arch, sending my hips directly into his. A hiss left my lips while he simultaneously attacked my neck with his mouth roughly. Smothering the sensitive skin with his tongue. He kissed and licked around until he found my soft spot, right at the base of my neck above my chest.

A soft moan left me, unwillingly. I was trying to hold back, to be the one in charge but it all changed when he sucked that sweet orgasmic indentation near my collarbone harsh enough to make the blood rush there.

"God." I breathlessly exhaled feeling warmth spread from my abdomen downwards to my core. Wetness pooled in my lace panties and tight leather pants and I couldn't stop my thighs from tightening together.

It was euphoric the way his lips mended against my skin. Sucking and nipping at me with such precision that every touch caused a noise to get stuck in my throat.

"Nuhuh." Colt smirked into me. His feet kicked mine, spreading my legs wide. "Keep 'em open for me."

I threw my head back into the truck when he pressed his growing bulge directly into my clothed entrance.

"We can't have sex out here." I somehow managed to say through the knots in my throat.

Colt chuckled, tickling me before pulling away. "Says who?" He asked, his forehead leaning on mine. His fingers trailing to the button on my pants.

I gulped. My eyes widened involuntarily as he wiggled my leather pants to the ground.

Fuck, it's pitch black outside. Not a streetlight in sight. I can barely see him in front of me but We're outside, next to his truck.

God, we're going to get caught.

What a great way to be welcomed back to my hometown.

"Don't worry," Colt whispered, shimmying his own pants to the ground.

"Don't worry?" I scuffed, "I mean, can we at least go inside your truck?"

Colt laughed again, as if it were the funniest request.

"I don't see what's so-......"

He cut me off with an aggressive press of his lips. His mouth massaging mine until I forgot what I was even thinking. Our tongues fighting for dominance between their homes as we took in our sweet tastes His hand held the front of my neck while he hoisted my legs around his waist.

I could feel how lengthy and big he was as his cock pressed against my stomach. Teasing me in the dark.

His chest, which I was convinced was insanely muscular, pushed me further into the truck as his free hand adjusted his length at my soaking entrance.

I tried to pull away from the kiss to breathe, only for Colt to tighten the hold to the front of my neck.

"Don't move," He huskily demanded into my mouth before easing the head of his cock into me.

I bit my lip at the growing fullness inside of me as he pushed deeper until every inch of his hard cock was buried in my pussy.

"Fuck." I whimpered, clinging to his shoulders.

"Does that feel good?" He murmured, slowly pulling back. Before I could answer he thrusted his hips back into me with enough force to earn a yelpy moan.

"You wanted it rough, right?" He asked genuinely but all I could do was nod. I wiggled my hips to try and create some friction inside of my filled pussy. "Use your words, angel."

"Yes. Yes. Fuck me rough." I gasped as he started to thrust in and out of my throbbing center, ensuring every inch of his hard manhood was deep inside of me with each harsh thrust. Over and over he dived inside of my wet center, hitting my g spot again and again.

"Fuck!" I cried out, not able to contain my pleasurable moans any longer. All I could do was stuff my lips into his shoulder, biting through his shirt until they were muffled.

"That's right, take all of me." He grunted between thrusts.

Pleasure swept through my core, pumping through my body in waves of sparks, leaving me a trembling mess in his hold.

"Harder." I moaned into him as a beg, a plead to make me cum. "Oh god, I'm so close."

"I bet you are. I bet you fucking love how my cock feels inside of your wet pussy." He breathlessly groaned into my ear.

His hand that was holding my throat, moved to my shoulder, driving my body into his. Forcing me to meet his every demand of his hips thrusts. My stomach cramped at the forceful shoves of his cock but I craved more with each stroke in and out of me.

It felt like fucking heaven. My body was on cloud nine, taking the slap of his balls against my swollen skin like a punishment I deserved.

"Yes, Colt. Yes." I gasped feeling the explosive energy building in my core, spreading through my body like a wild fire until waves of pleasure rolled through me.

My pussy clenched around Colt's cock, caressing it and begging for it to stay inside of me. My mind went numb, every concern, responsibility, and feeling of guilt withering away as I released my cum all over his shaft.

Colt released my shoulder, moving his hand to my bare back. Holding me more softly and allowing my now relaxed body to cling to his for support as he continued to push into me, over and over in rhythmic thrusts.

I grasped his cheeks in my hand, pressing our lips together again.

"Fuck, you're so sexy, Colt." I murmured, still riding the high of my orgasm.

Colt hungrily kissed me again. Moans of his own vibrating off of my lips. Then suddenly he was placing me to my feet, still holding me in place as he pumped his cum into his hand.

We both stood their, breathless, gasping for air. Colt's arm wrapped around my waist.

"Fucking hell." I laughed with an exhale. "Wow. Was I right about you."

Colt chuckled back, "You weren't so bad yourself."

I clung to the car as I pulled up my pants. The ache between my legs starting from the rough sex. I'm surprised I could even stand right now.

"Do you need something for your hand?"

"No, I'll just go wash it off inside."

A devilish smirk grew on my face. I guided his hand to my lips, my tongue lapped up his cum, tasting the bitter but yet sweet, thick liquid until I had swallowed it all.

"Fuck." Colt mumbled, pinning me back to the truck roughly, causing the alarm to sound.

How the fuck didn't it go off earlier?

"Fuck!" He yanked my hand, forcing my wobbling legs to move forward with him in almost a sprint. His pants only held up by his free hand.

"Just turn it of f!^ prime prime I yelled to him.

"It's not my truck!"

I couldn't help the echo of laughter that escaped me as he tried to hide us on the side of the bar building.

"Oh my god. Let me get this straight." I giggled out, "you just fucked me against some stranger's truck?"

"No, it's a friends truck." Colt stated as if it were any better.

I rubbed my face roughly, the guilt of everything rushed through me instantly. "Alright. That's my cue."

"You cool to drive?" Colt asked as I searched around for my purse.

"Yeah," I reached up and kissed his cheek lightly, "Thanks for that."

"Anytime, angel." His cockiness evident in the huge smirk on his lips.

I rolled my eyes as I walked away, trying to hide the throb between my legs.