Page 30 of The Heart of a Capricorn
Lyric and I sat next to each other, holding hands. I used my free hand to slide it up her exposed thigh.
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
Her eyes fluttered as she responded breathlessly, “Yes.”
Her legs parted as my hand slowly crept up her leg until I reached the apex of her thighs. I put my head in the crook of her neck and ran my tongue up the side.
“Good,” I whispered against her neck. “Glad I could deliver a good experience for you.” My finger traced the outside of her panties.
Lyric’s eyes shifted to the driver, but his focus was on the road.
“Don’t worry about him.” I ran my finger over her pussy. I smirked when she gently pumped her hips one time.
I moved back to look at her but kept my hand under her dress. I continued rubbing my finger over her panties. Her eyeswere low as she watched me. I licked my lips and asked her another question.
“Was the duck to your liking?”
Perfectly arched brows furrowed at my question. Her chest moved up and down as she opened her legs wider. She pushed her hips again, egging me on, but I wasn’t ready to give her what she was looking for.
Lyric’s beauty pulled me in like a magnet.
“Why do I feel like you are playing with me?” She panted.
The heat from between her legs scorched my hand. I felt it the moment her pussy moistened her panties.
“No games, baby. Just trying to see where your head is at.”
She smirked and scooted closer to me. She put her hands on the front of my pants and squeezed my dick. “And your head isn’t where I need it to be.” She ground her hips against my hand as she squeezed again.
“Shit.” Her little hand felt good as hell through the fabric of my pants.
If she kept that shit up, it would be a mess in my pants. I glanced toward the driver, but like before, he was focused on the road.
“The duck was perfect,” Lyric complimented. She hadn’t removed her hand from my pants.
I used my other hand to cradle the side of her face. I brought it close to mine, and I wanted to kiss her, but I didn’t. We were so close we could breathe each other’s air.
“You are so fucking beautiful. And you know what’s even more beautiful?”
“No,” she whispered.
“When you cum on my dick.”
Her shoulders dropped slightly as she shivered.
My dick was painfully hard, but it would have to wait. I was trying to get Lyric hot and ready for when we made it back to the hotel.
I released Lyric’s face and leaned away from her a little. I traced the exposed skin of her stomach. My other hand never left her middle. I knew she got close to cumming by the way she closed her eyes, bit her bottom lip, and ground her hips faster against my hand.
Knowing she could have an orgasm from my touch through her clothes, my chest puffed up.
I felt the car come to a stop and removed my hand. Lyric looked at me like she wanted to kill me. I chuckled as she sucked her teeth.
“Y’all have a good evening.”
I was glad Lyric didn’t see the knowing look the driver gave me.
“You as well,” I told him as I got out behind Lyric.
