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I walked into the car dealership, pretending I was just chec..

Published: July 3rd 2025, 9:50:27 am

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I walked into the car dealership, pretending I was just checking out cars. My eyes were scanning the lot when I saw him. He was leaning against a sleek black sports car, arms crossed, wearing a cocky smirk. Messy hair, sharp blue eyes, and a body that looked like it belonged in trouble. “Well, hello there, gorgeous,” he said, voice deep and smooth. “Looking for a ride?” I raised an eyebrow. “Maybe. But I’m not sure this place has what I’m looking for.” He stepped closer with that same grin. “Oh, I think we’ve got exactly what you need.”

He led me to a private lounge in the back. It had plush couches, soft lighting, and a chilled bottle of champagne already set out. “We should get to know each other better,” he said as he poured me a glass. I took a sip and gave him a look. “What’s a guy like you doing here?” I asked. He smiled. “Just a bad boy who sells cars. What about you?” I leaned in a little, the tension building between us. “I’m a woman who knows what she wants.” He brushed his fingers down my arm. “And what do you want?” I met his eyes and said, “I want you.”

That was all it took. He kissed me hard—rough and full of heat. His hands were all over me, grabbing and pulling like he couldn’t get enough. I could feel how hard he was through his pants. “Damn, you’re hot,” he whispered. I stood up, tugged him with me, and pushed him down onto the couch. Climbing onto his lap, I felt his hands gripping my waist—and then he paused. “You’re not wearing panties,” he said with a grin. I leaned in and smirked. “Didn’t think I’d need them.” He slid a finger inside me, then another. I moaned softly, my hips moving on their own.

“Fuck me,” I said, pulling his cock free. He didn’t wait. He lifted me up and slid into me, deep and thick. I gasped, feeling him fill me completely. He started to move, hard and steady. I wrapped my legs around him, grinding against every stroke. “Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned, pressing his face into my neck. The pleasure built fast—tight and overwhelming. “Don’t stop,” I begged, holding onto him tighter. He moved faster, chasing that high. “Come for me,” he said, voice rough. And I did. My body tensed, shaking as I let go. A few seconds later, he followed, groaning as he finished inside me.

We collapsed back onto the couch, still tangled up, breathing hard. “Well, that was unexpected,” I said, laughing under my breath. He pulled me closer, resting his hand on my thigh. “Sometimes the best things are,” he said. I leaned into him, my body still humming. “I couldn’t agree more,” I whispered. And just like that, I found the wildest ride at the car dealership.