Yes

Emily’s bare thighs spread wide, wrapped around Eli’s lap as she rode him in a slow, punishing rhythm—her cunt wet, flushed, swallowing his cock again and again in deep, controlled strokes. Her body clung to his, sweat-slicked and flushed, every bounce of her hips sending a ripple through her breasts, her breath trembling with effort and arousal.

Eli looked wrecked.

Head tilted back, mouth slack, eyes fluttering, his cock thick and twitching inside her, barely holding on. His hands gripped the edges of the seat like he didn’t trust himself to touch her. He wouldn’t have lasted another minute.

Then—
BZZZ. BZZZ. BZZZ.

The phone, still on the table beside them, lit up still buzzing.
JASON – MOBILE
2:49 PM

Emily’s pulse spiked. She didn’t stop moving—she just slowed, hips grinding in slow circles, keeping Eli inside her. She picked up the phone, screen glowing in her hand.

Eli met her eyes—panicked, breathless.

She placed her free hand firmly over his mouth, silencing him.

And answered.

“Hello?” she said, voice light, breathy—but composed.

Jason’s voice came through, distant but clear.
“Hey, babe. Just wanted to give you a heads up… looks like I’m gonna be pretty late again tonight. They’re still waiting on a deploy.”

Emily’s hips stilled briefly. Her expression didn’t.

“…Again?” she said softly.

Eli’s body jolted under her. She tightened her fingers across his mouth, smirking.

Jason gave a dry laugh. “Yeah. I know. I’ll try to be home before midnight this time.”

She said nothing at first. Then, smoothly, resumed moving—one long, slow pump of her hips, her cunt dragging tight and wet up the length of Eli’s cock before sinking back down, slow and heavy.

Eli moaned helplessly under her hand.

Jason’s voice crackled again. “You okay? You didn’t pick up the first time I called.”

Emily’s smirk deepened.

“I was pumping,” she said. Her eyes locked on Eli’s, her expression wicked. She rolled her hips again—another thick, deliberate stroke that made him buck beneath her, teeth clenched behind her palm. “Needed both hands.”

Jason laughed. “Oh. Gotcha. You’re a machine. Alright, I’ll call you when I’m headed out, yeah?”

“Mmhmm.” She ground down on Eli’s lap again, her thighs trembling from the pressure. “Looking forward to it.”

“Love you.”

“Love you too.”

She ended the call.
Set the phone back on the table.
Removed her hand from Eli’s mouth.

His lips were red, jaw clenched, cock twitching inside her.

She leaned in close, lips brushing his ear.

“Where were we?” she whispered, and started to ride him again—hard.