Black Jeep Boinkin'

by cowboyturtle, queen0fchaos

Summary:

You're on a stakeout with Javi - what else do you do to pass the time?

Chapter 1

"Steve, remember, we'll be here if you need us but please, try not to need us," you say as Steve gets out of Javi's black jeep. The three of you are on a quick stakeout at a bar that's usually filled with American tourists, hoping to get more intel on the people moving drugs in and out of the states. After much deliberation, you decided Steve should go in alone, as he was, after all, a gringo and much less likely to draw suspicion than yourself or Javi.

"Thanks," Steve laughs back at you as he walks away. 

"So, Agent Peña," you tease, "how are we gonna pass the time while we wait for Steve to get back?" This was a low-threat operation that honestly didn't require too much focus - you're there more for moral support than anything else.

Javi glances back to you in the back seat and smirks, "well I can think of a few things." He turns his head back to the front and lights a cigarette, letting you sit in the tension for a minute. Your relationship had only recently crossed over from professional to personal and you didn't know just how forward you could be right now, but for some reason, you wanted nothing more than to climb in his lap in this jeep and fuck him.

"Javi, come on" you sigh, "if we're gonna be here a while won’t you at least come and sit back here with me?" 

With a soft chuckle, Javi opens his car door and takes a step outside, squinting into the golden glow of the sun setting. He looks gorgeous like this, you think to yourself, taking in the sight as the light fell across his face, his eyes crinkling as he looks at you and smiles. The door to the backseat opens and before Javi has a chance to do anything you grab him by the collar and pull him into your lips. 

“Princesa,” he lets out a soft moan, “I’m glad we’re thinking of the same way to pass the time.” He kisses you back more greedily now, arms wrapping around your waist as he moves to climb into the car. In a swift motion, he slides onto the seat and pulls you on top of him, his mouth never leaving yours, as he situates himself between your legs.

“Good thing I wore a skirt today,” you laugh into him, working on unbuttoning your blouse as his hands work their way up your thighs, lifting your skirt and squeezing firmly when they reach your ass. You sit back down onto him, feeling his erection pressing against his jeans as slowly rolls your hips, searching to feel more of him. 

“Oh god, Javi” you moan into his neck as he runs his right hand up your thigh, giving you little squeezes the whole way up until finally his thumb finds your clit. You shudder, just a little, as he begins to apply more pressure, rubbing tight little circles, bringing you closer and closer to a release. 

“Princesa, you are so wet,” he remarks as he pulls your panties to the side and slides his fingers against your entrance. He pulls his hand away and you groan, softly, before he brings his fingers up to your mouth. “Open”

You take his fingers into your mouth, tasting yourself as you suck them. You feel his cock twitch below you as his eyes, now dark with desire, stare at your lips wrapped around him. You swirl your tongue around his fingers as your hips continue to rock against him, eager for more, searching for that release you were starting to approach.

“That’s my pretty baby,” he says as he pulls his fingers from your mouth and gives you a quick kiss. “Now you’re gonna cum for me.” He swiftly slides two fingers into you, stretching you out slightly before he starts to pump them in and out. His thumb finds its place against your clit again and you feel that familiar heat begin to build faster now, your soft gasps turning into moans in his ears.

“Ja-Javi, I’m close, please”

As he feels your legs start to tense he reaches up with his left hand and grabs a firm handful of hair pulling your head back. He places his face into your chest, biting softly on the top of your breast before groaning into you, “Cum for me, princesa, now”

As if on command your orgasm washes over you as Javi slows his fingers, guiding you through your release. As you slowly regain your breathing, Javi removes his hand and brings it to his own mouth this time, licking his fingers clean with a devious look on his face.

“Look at how well you take my fingers, princesa. Now let’s see how well you take my cock”

You listen as Javi quickly undoes his jeans, unsurprised to see he isn’t wearing underwear underneath. You bit your lip as his hardened length springs free, already throbbing for you. He grabs your chin lightly to bring your eyes back up to his before cupping his palm underneath your lips. 

“Spit,” Javi commands, and you oblige. “Good girl,” he coos, bringing his hand down to coat his cock with your saliva. The slick sounds of him fucking his hand drives you wild, and you stop his arm. 

“Please,” you say, “let me.” You snake your hand down and replace his, gripping his length and giving it a few strokes before he groans and thrusts to your rhythm. 

“So impatient, princesa,” he chuckles darkly as you straighten up to guide him in. 

You watch him behind lust-lidded eyes as you slowly seat yourself onto him, moaning at his expression as he fills you up and splits you open. You feel his thighs tense underneath you as he bottoms out inside you, and you wrap your arms around his neck to stabilize yourself. 

“Always so fucking tight for me,” he hisses, and you take a shaky breath, reveling in the full feeling of him inside you. He gives an experimental roll of his hips up to meet yours and you gasp but still don’t move. A look of annoyance crosses his face, and suddenly the sound of his hand slapping your ass fills the thick air inside the car. 

“What are you waiting for?” he asks, leaning backward to spread his arms against the headrests of the backseat. “Move.”

The tone of his voice was so dominating that your body responds before your brain could register his words. Your hips begin to roll as you slowly side yourself up and down on his impressive length, letting out a pleasured gasp each time it fills you. 

“Fuck, Javi, you feel so-- so good” you moan into his ear between breaths, keeping your pace. You loved feeling every single inch of him as you moved, feeling yourself stretch to accommodate his size as he hit that spot deep within you. With your eyes closed and your head thrown back, you continue at this speed until you feel Javi’s hands gingerly gripping your hips.

“That’s it, baby. Faster.” His grip becomes firmer as you feel him trying to control your movements, pushing you down further on his cock and rolling you into him. Instead, you push against him, determined to take control, even if just for a moment.

Javier draws in a breath through clenched teeth as you lift yourself almost completely off his cock and hover above him. You stay there for a second, with just the tip of him at your entrance before lowering yourself back down doing it all over again. Javi’s entire body shudders at the sensation as you do it a few more times before he reaches his hand to your throat and squeezes gently.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he seethes, “you think this is funny? Dragging it out like this?”

“Oh I’m sorry, Agent Peña,” you answer through batted eyelashes, “Is this not what you meant by ‘move’?”

“Fucking brat” he spits out at you, his grip on your throat tightening when suddenly you’re thrown off of him to the other side of the seat. “On your knees.”

You scramble you find your bearings and place your right hand on the door, the other on the seat when you feel Javi’s breath on your neck and he places his right hand over yours. His left arm wraps around your body as you feel him re-enter you, this time roughly as he finds his rhythm. The whole car shakes with each thrust and Javi quickens his pace, hitting your g-spot every time and you can’t help but moan out. 

“Javi, please!” 

He understands exactly what you mean, you’ve been at this for a while and time is of the essence, no more fooling around. His left hand reaches down and finds your clit, rubbing tight, quick, circles as he nibbles at your neck. Your second orgasm builds at a rapid speed and you can sense Javi’s desperation to find his own release as his legs start to shake.

“Ah, shit -- shit” Javi moans into your ear. “Cum with me, princesa” 

Those words send you straight over the edge and you cry out just as you feel Javi bite down, hard, on your shoulder as he spills into you. While you catch your breath, Javi peppers your shoulders and neck with kisses, paying extra attention to the fresh teeth marks he just left. You stay like this for a little bit, when you hear a loud knock on the window.

You both look up to see Murphy, apparently back from the op sooner than you expected, and can’t help but start laughing. Steve’s trying so hard not to look in the car and you can tell that finding you and Javi like this was the last thing he was expecting today.

"Fucking hell,” Steve says loudly, looking off into the distance. “What was it you said? 'Try not to need us,' you two are unreal. I'll uhhh, give you a few minutes, I guess. Come find me in the bar when you're done."

Notes:

car sex with Javier Peña just sounds really fun, okay? also shout out to becca for thinking of this title. we're all about those black jeep boinks

Chapter 2

Summary:

When it comes to strategy, you might just be smarter than Javier. But even he can admit how sexy it is to see you take charge.

This was just like any other mission, a simple raid that you could execute with your eyes closed. The target was simple: Blackbeard, also known as Escobar’s accountant. Your intel was good, you knew he wouldn’t be heavily armed or guarded, maybe 3 guys with him, give or take a couple, so there’s no need for it to end in some crazy shootout. Secure the location, grab the target. Easy. Clean. Maybe that’s why Javier’s condescending superiority over calling the shots was particularly getting on your nerves today. 

The team was pouring over blueprints spread out against the hood of his Jeep, conversing over the best plan of action to take down a secured hideout inside the building you were about to drive to. You wanted to go with a more stealth approach, securing each floor until you could ambush them when they least expected it. But Javier with some machismo bullshit wanted to run in guns blazing, catch them off guard with the blunt force of your entrance to scare them into compliance. 

“What a stupid idea,” you shoot at him in the heat of the moment, rolling your eyes as you straighten up from your leaned stance against the car. “That’d alert them way too early for an easy escape.” 

Javier takes a step towards you and crowds your space as he spits back at you, “And taking our sweet ass time making friends with their neighbors is any better?” He grinds his jaw, nostrils flaring, and suddenly you aren’t sure if he actually means it, or if he’s only taking his anger out with this mission. 

“All right, all right ,” Steve places a hand on either of your shoulders, pushing you apart gently. “Why don’t we get there and do some surveillance before we decide?” 

Javier’s eyes challenge yours but you simply shrug in response, dropping Steve’s hand off you so you can climb into the backseat. You catch him shaking his head as he sits shotgun, Javier starting the car with tensed fingers. The drive over starts off silent until you let out a sigh, glaring out the window before you turn your head to catch Javier staring at you in the rearview. He opens his mouth just as you open yours.

“I just think it’d be really stupid--”

“If you’d only fucking listen to--”

“Enough!” Steve orders, hands up as his patience breaks. “God, you two can be unbearable sometimes.” 

“Sorry I don’t want us to be sitting fucking ducks when we get in there,” Javier mumbles under his breath. 

“So instead you want a shooting contest to see whose gun is bigger?” You can’t help the smirk edging into your voice. “Or are you just trying to compensate in that department, Peña?” 

Steve tries to disguise his chuckle as a cough as Javier rubs his thumb over his bottom lip, normally a sign of annoyance but you can see the dimple of his smile twitch. 

“Why don’t you let me know, princesa?” his voice an octave lower. “Seemed adequate enough for you.” 

Steve groans loudly, dropping his forehead against the window with a quiet thunk that has you laughing a little too hard to hide the heat flashing across your face. Javier slows the Jeep to a stop, tucked away down an alley from the main road, the building you had scoped out down the street. Steve offers to do a quick walk around of the building and you tag along, throwing one last look at Javi as he lights up a cigarette, lounging against his Jeep. 

The two of you make quick work staking out the area before you’re returning to him, his tac vest now fit snugly around his chest as he watches you approach. He looks so good in that , you think, his broad shoulders and slim waist accentuated, but you quickly shove down that thought as you stick your chin out at him. 

“The exits--”

Javier holds his hand up to stop you and nods at your other partner. “What’s your call, Murphy?” 

You feel your anger start to rise up again until Steve’s next words come out. “She’s right,” he says, reaching through the opened window to retrieve his own vest and handing you yours. “We should aim for a stealth approach.” Javier opens his mouth to protest, hands on his hips as he shifts his weight to one side, but Steve only shakes his head and walks away. 

"What’d I tell you, Peñita," you tease, using the nickname you know he dislikes just to see how far you can push his buttons. “Even Steve is on my side with this plan. You can’t just go in guns blazing all the time like you’re fuckin’ Rambo.” 

You can’t help but smile when you see his eyebrows raise behind those amber aviators he wears, his eyes following your every movement while you strap your vest on, making sure it’s secure. Javi lets out a quiet huff and you can’t tell if it’s in amusement or irritation but you don’t have much time to think about it before you see your backup arrive. You watch as Steve greets them and informs the team to proceed with your plan so you turn your focus back to Javier with a smirk. “What, no witty comeback? You’re off your game today.”

“You can go fuck yourself,” he snaps back in a low, aggravated tone, leaning in towards you with his finger extended and in your face, really trying to drive his comment home. His eyes are dark behind his sunglasses and the humor in his voice dropped. Javier Peña was suddenly all business, the frustration of you being right and Steve, of all people, taking your side now showing through clearly as you notice his other hand twitching at his side. 

God. That shouldn't turn you on as much as it does, but you feel the heat of arousal build low in your belly. There’s something so sexy about Javi when he’s frustrated - the way he furrows his brows, the way he clicks his jaw, and most of all the way he always wants to fuck the tension out. You lick your lips before leaning forward and whisper low in his ears, so that only he can hear, "Happy to. Would you like to watch?"

Javier looks around before taking a step closer to you and grabs your wrist, hard. Your heart rate speeds up and your breathing starts to hitch, a combination of arousal and nerves clashing together. He’s so close now you can feel his breath on your neck and it takes everything in you not to react. 

“You fucking brat,” he growls through gritted teeth. “You think you can get away with saying that shit to me just because we’re surrounded by people? God I have half the mind to-“

“Oh no, Peña, are you gonna punish me?” you cut him off over emphasizing every syllable, the sass dripping off your tongue. You know you’ll be paying for it later when the two of you are alone but getting each other worked up like this was half the fun. “What exactly do you have in mind?”

Instead of answering, Javi slowly drops your wrist and places his large hand between your thighs. You know he can feel the warmth radiating from you - your body betraying you as you try to keep your composure. He moves his thumb slightly, applying pressure right over your clit causing your entire body to shiver at the contact. Your breath hitches and you look around nervously, but you don’t dare move.

“Don’t…push me,” he whispers with a hint of desperation in his voice. He circles his thumb slightly and presses a little firmer, causing a soft yelp to escape your lips. You feel your arousal begin to pool between your legs, suddenly regretting taunting him in the first place, knowing it will be hours before you can find any sort of relief. “The second we’re alone, I plan on having you beg for my forgiveness.”

He pulls his hand back and smacks your pussy lightly before turning and walking away, leaving you needy and breathless and no relief in sight. 

—

The raid went off without a hitch, naturally. It was your genius plan after all. There had only been five of Escobar’s men, one at each entrance and just one on each floor, with Blackbeard in his office, still writing in the books by the time he looked up and saw the three of you in the doorway. The CNP officers had quickly and quietly taken out the guards, subduing them before they had a chance to react or alert the others, leaving the path clear for you to make a clean arrest. 

The three of you are leaning against the Jeep as you watch a couple of officers shove Blackbeard into the back of their truck. The rest of them are bringing out box after box of evidence and you can’t help but let out a soft chuckle of pride. 

“Well, would you look at that, Peña,” Steve scoffed with a pat to Javier’s shoulder. “You gotta give your girl some credit. This was the easiest damn raid we’ve had in a while.”

“Fuck off, Murphy” Javi replies with a grin. He has to admit you might have been right. Sure, his tactic probably would have worked, but there would have been a lot more destruction and this way you were able to collect an incredible amount of documents, pinpointing where all of Escobar’s money was hiding, and definitely enough of a papertrail to solidify his guilt ten times over.

“No, Javi, he’s right,” you nod in agreement. “You should give me some credit. Especially after all the grumbling you did the whole morning. Is it that hard to believe that woman might actually know what the hell she’s doing?” You pick yourself up off the Jeep and start to head over to the CNP vehicles to catch up with the rest of the officers before heading back to base when you feel a tug on your vest keeping you in place. 

“Hey, Murph, why don’t you head back with the rest of the guys,” a playful yet dominating tone emanates from the man holding you in place. “I think there are some things we need to work out before we get back to base.” 

He cocks his head towards you while keeping his eyes forward at Steve and you see a sly smile creep over his face. “Apparently someone needs some appreciation for her ‘genius plan’ but you know how I am with words, I’d rather show not t-“

Steve groans and rolls his eyes, holding a hand up to cut Javier off. “Spare me the details, Jav,” he says with a mix of humor and slightest hint of disgust.  “God, you two are ridiculous. At least I’m not walking in on it this time. Enjoy, I guess.” 

You stand there, held in place by Javi’s grip on your vest, as you watch Steve exchange a few words with the Colonel before hopping into the final car and driving away. I plan on having you beg for my forgiveness - Javier’s words from earlier suddenly echo in your head and a rush of nerves mixed with arousal washes over you, unsure what his intentions are. 

“Javi, earlier I-“ 

“What did I just tell Steve, princesa?” he cuts you off and tugs back firmly on your vest causing you to fall back into the door of the Jeep. Before you can say anything else his mouth is on yours with a bruising kiss and he crowds your body with his hands placed on either side of your head. 

“Such a smart fuckin’ mouth you got, don’t you baby?” he whispers as he works his lips down your neck, one of his hands working its way into your hair and pulling your head to the side. 

“Javi,” you gasp as he begins to press against you, positioning his leg between yours and you can feel his erection straining through his jeans pushing against your hip. Your hips roll involuntarily, searching for that pressure, that friction, anything to help relieve the tension that had been building within you for hours. 

“Ja-Javi,” you try again. He grunts in response, hands frantically trying to feel more of you. He undoes the straps of your vest and rips it over your head, tossing it to the side of the Jeep and landing in the alley with a soft thud. 

Javier makes quick work with the top buttons of your blouse, undoing them with his deft fingers and covering each piece of newly exposed skin with wet kisses. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to show his appreciation rather than use his words and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t prefer it this way. With each kiss he mutters praise into your skin, “Beautiful girl, so smart, brilliant plan” until he’s undone enough buttons and a warm hand meets your breast with a firm, yet gentle, squeeze. 

You can’t help the whimper that escapes your throat and you feel the way Javi’s lips curl into a smile, loving the sounds he’s able to elicit from you. He gives you another soft squeeze before pulling down your bra and exposing your tits to the cool air. He takes one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your hardening peak and pinches the other with his calloused fingers. 

“Javi, wait,” you finally manage to gasp out between breaths, “we can’t just do this out in the open.”

“Oh, princesa,” Javi chuckles as he releases your nipple from his lips, “I’m happy to take this inside.”

He pulls you forward by the waistband of your jeans, just far enough out of the way to reach behind you and open the door to the back seat. As a practice of habit, he places one hand behind your head as a guide while the other spreads out across your chest and shoves you back across the seat. 

His body is quickly on yours, mouths seeking each other once again as your hands make their way into his hair. He licks into you with a smile and lets out a moan at the feeling of your fingers at the nape of his neck, pulling at his curls. Almost instinctively you kick off your ankle boots, you hear them land with a soft thud on the road before bending a knee onto the bench seat to give Javier easy access to where you want his attention most. His hands wander down your body, gently massaging your breasts and rolling your nipples between the pads of his fingers, sliding down your stomach and giving your soft hips a squeeze before resting on your clothed cunt. 

You let out a soft whimper and buck into his hand. “So needy for me, aren’t you?” Javier says as he easily undoes your jeans and ever so slowly slides his fingers into your underwear. “I bet you’ve been fucking soaked for hours. Ever since your little stunt earlier.” 

He drags a finger between your slick folds and brushes briefly against your clit making your whimpers grow louder. Javi brings his hand to his mouth and makes a show of licking your arousal off of his fingers, moaning at your taste, his eyes growing dark with lust. Inspired by your response to this sinful display, Javi works his way down your body, leaving hot wet kisses on your skin as he lifts your hips and pulls your jeans down, your underwear right along with them. 

Kneeling on the edge of the Jeep, the opened door blocking the view from the streets nearby, Javi smiles at the sight before him, “Look at you,” he whispers, nipping at all your newly exposed skin, “is this all for me? Or does a successful mission get you this excited.” 

You answer with a breathy moan of pain mixed with pleasure as he sinks his teeth into the top of your thigh before pressing a delicate kiss to soothe the sharp sting. He repeats his action on your other thigh, a soft bite followed by a gentle kiss with his pillowy lips and the littlest drag of his tongue. Large hands smooth over your hips and down your thighs, pulling them over his broad shoulders. He takes his time with each, leaving bite marks and bruises as he works his way up one and down the other, conveniently skipping where you want him most. 

You shift your hips towards him to help him reach your goal but he only chuckles darkly, earning you another soft nip against your tender skin. A small whine escapes your lips as you frown. If he was going to keep teasing you like this, you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction. 

“I don’t know, Javi,” you sigh, “maybe I just get turned on when I prove you wrong.” 

He rumbles deeply in his chest, rearing his head back as if you’ve deeply offended him. But he only uses this new stance to his advantage, pursing his lips and spitting directly on your pussy. You tremble and clench down at the unexpected action, feeling the way it slides down to your hole. 

“Yeah?” he taunts. “You’re lucky you look so fucking sexy when you do it.” He spits against you again and dives down to catch it, running his tongue back up your slit to push all his added wetness towards your clit. He teases it, lips only lightly pressing against it as his tongue dances just around that it’s not enough pressure. You groan and curl your fingers into his hair, trying to pull him in closer but he makes a noise of disapproval, the vibrations of his hum making your thighs push around his head. He grabs both your wrists in his large hand, pulling them off and towards your chest in a tight grip. His mouth unlatches from you and you want to cry. 

“You want it bad, princesa, don’t you?” the hot air of his breath fans across your wetness. “Then beg for it.” 

“Javi,” you moan, arching your back in a feeble attempt to get him to relent but he only shoves his other hand across your abdomen, keeping you down as he places lazy kisses against your cunt, the sloppy sounds giving you only enough to drive you mad as a high-pitched keen leaves the top of your throat. 

“Please,” you quiver out, wiggling against him as best as you can but he doesn’t quicken the slow unraveling of his tongue through your folds. He growls and you shiver, “ Please , Javi, give it to me. I want it, I want you, I-I’m sorry…” 

He watches you intently, probably to make sure you meant it, before he finally yields and presses his mouth firmly into you, giving you what you want. You know he doesn’t like to relinquish control, so today must have really riled him up and he was taking care of it the best way he knew how. You cry out, the shock of pleasure rippling through your core when he suctions his plush lips around your bundle of nerves to suck. 

His hand releases your wrists but you know better than to move them as he brings his fingers down, the middle one teasing against your entrance. He watches the way your mouth drops open when he eases it inside of you, moaning in response at the way your pussy sucks him in deeper. 

He takes you by surprise then, mouth leaving you but quickly replaced by his thumb rubbing tight circles. “Your idea worked so well today, princesa, how could I not reward you?” he whispers hoarsely up at you, adding a second finger that you clench around with a choked sob. “God, and when you were ordering us around to go with your plan?” he starts scissoring his fingers inside you and your hips buckle. “Wanted to take you right then and there. So fucking sexy, baby.” 

“Javi,” you wail, the heels of your feet pressing against the broad of his back as the lewd sounds of his fingers fucking you fill the cabin of his Jeep. You’re past the point of caring how loud you are if it means watching his darkened eyes roam your body as he licks his lower lip. 

“I know you want to cum,” he pants. “Cum on my mouth for me, princesa.” 

“Yes, Javi, yes ,” you’d do anything he’d say at this point, so close to the brink you’re almost sore from want. He presses back down to you, tongue working double time before he latches his lips around your clit again and sucks . Your body seizes up for a second and you sob, stars bursting in your eyes as he pushes you over the edge. The sharp ripples of pleasure burn white hot through your body as his fingers fuck you through it, your body convulsing around your orgasm. 

The insistent swipes of his tongue soon turn to kitten licks as he slowly brings you back down, the aftershocks shivering up your spine until you whine for him to stop. He leans back then, mouth soaked in you as he grins smugly. He slides his fingers out and moans at the way your arousal pools around the digits. He looks up at you then and reaches forward, hand presenting towards your mouth until you lean towards him to capture his fingers between your lips, moaning at the taste of your slick. He runs his finger down your lower lip, smearing you with your mess as he swallows around a groan, his cock unbearably erect within the confines of his jeans. 

He takes a step back from the Jeep, arms raising over his head as he leans against the roof and admires the sight of you - your mascara starting to run from your eyes closing in ecstasy, the way your chest heaves with each exaggerated breath, your tongue running over your lips to clean up the mess he just smeared on you. The sight of you so fucked out makes his dick twitch and your eyes hungrily shift to the obvious bulge of his jeans, suddenly feeling empty and needing more of him. You shift forward, reaching for his belt before he catches your wrists with one hand. 

“Not so fast,” Javi tuts, palming himself with his free hand before placing a knee on the seat between your still spread thighs, “what did I tell you? If you want my cock, you need to beg for it.” He releases your hands and ducks his head into the car, hands now reaching for headrests as he crowds his body over yours.

“Javi, please, I need you to fuck me” you whine, shifting onto your elbows to push yourself back on the seat, feet planted on either side of Javier’s waist. “Want to feel you, want you inside me.” 

“What else, baby?” He follows you into the Jeep, his body slowly climbing over yours before pressing his face into the soft flesh of your chest. You can’t help but reach a hand into his hair and pull his face up to you, capturing his mouth with yours and nibbling on his bottom lip before he pulls away. Your head falls back and his lips are quick in finding your neck.  “Use your words, you can’t get it unless you ask.”

You feel his cock pressing against you and your hands reach down in an attempt again to undo his jeans, this time met with no resistance from Javier who is far too distracted by the little moans he’s pulling from you with each focused kiss along your collarbone. You get his jeans undone and pull them down just enough to free him and wrap your hand around him. 

“Want you to take control of me, Javi,” your thumb swipes through the bead of precum leaking from his tip and you spread it along his length, giving him a few lazy pumps. His face is buried in your neck and he lets out a soft growl at the way your hands feel around his cock. Eager for more but waiting until he’s satisfied with your pleas he ducks his face down and takes one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth, the stimulation sending a pulse straight to your pussy. That low burn in your belly reignites, suddenly feeling so empty and you’re out of patience. You wrap a leg around his waist and pull him closer, guiding his cock through your wet folds before notching him at your entrance. “I- I like when you’re in charge.” 

“Good girl,” he takes this chance to push all the way into you in one thrust, causing you to wince slightly at the sudden stretch before relaxing into that feeling of fullness that only Javier can provide. He stills there, hips against hips, watching your face change from pain to pleasure, before slowly pulling out and slamming back into you. He sets a gentle pace with this, enjoying the way your face contorts with each thrust, the soft way your eyes crinkle as he pulls out of you, the way your brows furrow every time he drives back into you. 

“Please, Javi,” you beg, “I need more.” You’re not even sure what you need more of, just that you need it, and Javi is more than happy to oblige. He pulls all the way out of you, your cunt fluttering at the sudden emptiness, and takes a seat, his throbbing cock resting against his still clothed torso. It’s a beautiful sight, you can’t help but prop yourself up on your elbows and take it in - his jeans undone just enough, his olive tac vest still strapped over his light blue button down - a stark contrast to your lack of clothing. 

You watch closely as he wraps his fist around his cock, slick with your arousal, and pumps himself before patting his lap and whispering a low “C’mere.” You climb your way across the bench seat and straddle his lap, hovering right above his swollen head before slowly lowering yourself down. “Always so tight,” he hisses, fingers digging into your hips to control your movements. You start to lift yourself off but Javi’s grip on you tightens, not letting you move.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he questions before brutally driving up into you. Caught off guard, you quickly reach forward for stability and find your fingers wrapping around the shoulder straps of Javier’s tac vest, something you’ve thought about ever since you first saw him put it on.

“I’m…the one…in charge,” he grunts between thrusts, setting a brutal pace as he bounces you on his cock. 

“Fuck, Javi!” you exclaim, struggling to catch your breath. His cock spears you over and over, each time hitting that perfect spot. You feel your orgasm fast approaching as expletives and pleasured cries fall from your lips. “Right there, Javi. I’m so close.”

Javier is close too, his thrusts becoming erratic as he holds off, wanting you to cum around his cock first before he finds his release. He slips his hand between you, thumb circling your clit with the perfect amount of pressure and you know you’re seconds away from falling over that edge. 

“That’s it baby,” he coos in your ear, “let go.”

White hot pleasure streaks through you as your orgasm reaches its crescendo, your sounds swallowed up by Javier whose mouth finds its place on yours once again. Your thighs tremble beneath you, pussy pulsating and clamping down around Javi’s cock and it’s not long until his own release follows. A guttural moan escapes him with a few final slow thrusts, cum spurting into you, arms wrapping all the way around you in a tight embrace. You stay like this for a few minutes, both of you trying to find your breath, his cock softening in the warmth of your push.

Javi gently lifts you off of his lap and turns to give you a deep kiss before stepping out of the jeep. He adjusts himself back into his jeans before bending down to pick up your discarded jeans and panties from the ground. You’d almost forgotten about your clothes in your cockdumb state, not even entirely sure how long it had been since sending everyone back to base, but you could see that the sun was starting to set behind the buildings of Medellín. 

He shakes your clothes free of dirt before handing them back to you.  “Sorry about the mess,” he apologizes, taking your chin between his thumb and index finger and placing a chaste kiss to your lips. “Now, can you maybe be less of a brat next time we have a mission?”