Just Roll With It (18+)
Content note: This rom-com is a spice level: five.
Contains explicit language + scenes.
“Oh my God, Tyler. Don’t stop,” Corinne panted in my ear, her tight body wrapped around me.
She’d slept with half the football team, but I didn’t care. Her confidence was hot and so was she. If the biggest smoke show at uni wanted to grind on my lap, I was going to let her.
We’d been flirting at parties for weeks, so when she’d invited me to the notorious campus hook up spot at the construction site down the road, I didn’t need to think about it. Couples came here all the time to make out on a bulldozer or get drilled behind a drill.
Only Corinne had gone next level tonight. She’d swiped the steamroller key from her brother who worked at the site.
So that’s where we sat now — me in the seat and her straddling my lap topless, the giant machine rumbling so loud beneath us I couldn’t think straight. But my dick could. And it wanted Corinne.
“The vibrations from the motor get me so wet,” Corinne said, sucking on my neck.
I frowned. Wasn’t I supposed to be the one who got her that way?
Pushing her weird sex flex aside, I gripped her hips, dragging her over my cock through my jeans, hitting just the right spot to make her moan against my throat.
When she sat up, her eyes were glassy with lust.
“Fuck, you’re so hot.” I gripped the back of her head and pulled her mouth to mine.
Our tongues tangled in wet, open-mouthed kisses that made my dick turn to steel behind my zipper. And when she unbuttoned my shirt and kissed her way down my chest, I almost blew my load right then and there.
She stared up at me with a seductive smile, sliding to her knees beneath the dashboard and opening my jeans. “If there’re two things that get me off, it’s big trucks and big dicks.”
Hell. Yes.
“There are two things that get me hard…” I swallowed. “You and blow jobs.”
Not my best line, but having her hot mouth so close to my cock was shorting my brain. And when Corinne closed her perfect lips around the head and swallowed me down, every thought I had bounced, and all I could focus on was the feel of her wet tongue sliding up and down my shaft.
“Fuuuuuuck me,” I said, slamming a fist against the window. “Jesus, Corinne.”
She shifted on the floor, and something clunked beneath us. She swirled her tongue around the tip of my dick sucking me down again and my groan was as loud as the rev of the engine. My head fell back against the seat.
“You’ve got a mouth like a vacuum.”
Corinne tugged my balls, my cock hitting the back of her throat at the same time and I almost choked on my tongue.
We bumped over something and my eyes snapped open, the construction site rolling past.
“OH SHIT!”
I sat up, trying to pull my dick from Corinne’s mouth and fumbling with the controls. The steamroller gained speed down the small slope, heading toward the chain-link fence.
“Fuck!”
Corinne popped her head up. “Yeah, you like that, baby?”
“No. I mean, yes! I mean, this thing is moving!”
“What?” Corinne frowned, trying to push to her feet at the same time I stomped my foot against the floor, trying to find the brake pedal.
Instead, I came down on Corinne’s foot and she squealed.
We rocked over a bump, my semi-hard dick slapping her in the face.
“TYLER!”
“Shit, sorry, sorry, sorry!” Covering my junk with one hand, I mashed the buttons on the dashboard at my side with the other, hoping it would slow us down. I tried to find the brake pedal again, this time kicking Corinne in the hip.
“Fuck, Tyler!” She whacked me on the shin and we both swore.
Reaching down with one hand, I pulled her half naked form to my side with as much finesse as fumbling rhino, as we bumped over the uneven ground, smashing through the fence.
“Shit, shit, shit!” I gripped the steering wheel, trying to turn the steamroller.
We rumbled over the road, heading for a house on the other side.
“Tyler, turn!” Corinne said, grabbing the steering wheel and jamming it in the opposite direction.
The roller shuddered and we bumped over the curb, Corinne’s nipple poking me in the ear.
“Fuck, Corinne, stop helping!”
“Well, stop driving us straight for that house!”
“What the hell do you think I’m trying to do?”
We rolled over the front lawn, flattening the gardenias and crashing through the front of the weatherboard house, the noise of shattering glass and splintering wood deafening.
Shifting Corinne at my side, my foot finally found the brake, stomping it down hard and finally finding the emergency brake beside the seat.
The steamroller shuddered to a halt, a topless Corinne clinging to me, both of us breathing hard. My limp dick was still hanging out the front of my jeans.
The dust in the room cleared, revealing two men on a bed, matching stunned expressions on their faces as they stared up at us. One was naked, strung up across the bed like a starfish in a sex show, the other perched next to him, a riding crop gripped in his hand.
“Um... sorry to interrupt,” I said, sliding Corinne onto my lap to hide my shrivelled junk and covering her chest with my hands. “And sorry about the mess.”
