“I said, do youfuckinglike the way the leather fucks your sweet little pussy, little flame.”
“Yes, I fucking like it,” roars from the depth of her chest.
There she is; there’s the fire I know that burns inside of her.
“Good girl, little flame. Ride it out, stroke for stroke. I want to see your sin escape you.”
I have never been more jealous of an inanimate object in my entire fucking life. Hell could freeze over, and I wouldn’t let her stop.
Revving the engine again, giving her all the RPMs there is to offer, she begins raising herself off.
“Don’t you fucking dare. Finish what you started, now!” I growl.
Her hands briskly move up to the roof. Pressing against it with all she has, sweat begins beading on her forehead. Her head rears back, her eyes staring into oblivion as she rides out her climax, her moans now cries echoing through the cement walls, breaking through the rumbles of the engine.
“Look at me,” I command, suddenly in control against her will. She does exactly as I ask her skin awakens as patches of red begin appearing, her tits vibrating uncontrollably.
She’s almost there.Time for the checkered flag.
Raising the RPMs, this time holding it until she caves and does exactly as I ask. I release the gas instantly.
“I’m coming, baby,” she whimpers, exhaustion and exhilaration all over her face.
“I know, little flame, ride it out completely, pulse for pulse.”
Fuck me, I want to be inside of that pussy so bad.
“Just. Like. That.” Flicks off my tongue.
Her tits recoil stroke for stroke as she begins riding her orgasm harder and harder.
The gear grinds as her orgasm jolts the shifter. Quickly pushing in the clutch, I hold it as she finishes. Her come coating the finest of Italian leather as it leaves that sweet pussy.
Her legs shake as she pushes herself up, crawling back onto my lap, collapsing in my hold, her breaths exacerbated. Lifting her chin, I bring her lips to mine, gently kissing hers. Our mouths intertwined, I reach over, putting the car back in neutral, releasing the clutch before securing the emergency brake. Relinquishing my grip, my hand is covered in her orgasm. Bringing it to my mouth, I lick my fingers. Her sweet sin is the only dessert I require for life, and suddenly, I’m still hungry, craving seconds.
“You fucked your way into first,”
“Well, if you’re not first, you’re last, and I hate fucking losing,” she jokingly responds, her hands brushing across my blazer, straightening it as she hikes her leg over my lap, attempting to exit the car completely. Pulling her back into me, I tighten my hold on her. “We aren’t fucking done yet, little flame,” I bite.
“Tayden, I have a meeting.”
“Then I guess you should have chosen your words more wisely earlier?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You said, you give good head when I asked you how you commissioned the car.”
“Yeah, and?”
“I didn’t fucking appreciate that, so show me little flame, show me what your pretty lips look like around something that isn’t mine.” My eyes drifting between her and where she just fucked herself into first.
“You’re fucking joking.” A questioning look graces her face.
“Clean up your fucking mess, I won’t ask twice,” I bite.
Watching her inner debate with herself is cute. I know she won’t disobey me. Watching her even consider it makes my dick hard because we both know how this is going to play out. Lowering her head in its direction, I scoop her up by the throat, forcing her to look at me.
“From that seat, I don’t want to miss a single fucking stroke,” I growl, shoving her head toward my desired place for her. Climbing off me, she nestles her perfectly naked body in the passenger seat, her tits hanging as she lowers her head, her ass curling in the air as her lips make contact where she just came minutes ago.