Total slut,I thought.
My hands grew a mind of their own. I found myself unbuckling the seatbelt before either of us knew what was going on and I was suddenly unzipping his pants.
“Wha…”
“Shhh,” I whispered.
“Goddamn, Simone I’m driving!” A hoarse excited whisper escaped his lips.
“You can't come and drive?”
Those words lit a fire in him, as I pulled his thick and waiting cock out. He was warm in my hands and growing by the second. Lucien had played plenty of games with me. Kidnapped me. Threatened me. And yet, I still wanted him in my mouth, pulling pleasure from his body until he exploded.
The car swerved for just a second but I didn’t care. Easing my mouth down, I could still smell the soap he used to wash his body. Looking up one last time, I saw that he had set the cruise control and had his head resting against the headrest.
The second I liked the tip, a soft, “Fuck,” escaped from his mouth.
I began working his shit like a pro. I conjured up vibrations in the back of my throat and hummed on him like I was singing a lullaby. Before he could get used to that, I began to use both my hands to manipulate his girth. It was a wonder, I was never sore with him or hurting after our sexual encounters because he was thick and had a slight curve to it.
My sloppy, slippery slurping went on for what seemed like forever.
I had no idea that he would get so vocal and aggressive.
One of his hands came off the steering wheel and grabbed the back of my neck. He began to force himself down my throat as hard as possible before easing away.
Spit was sliding everywhere.
I was gagging for my life.
“Little Angel!” He cried. “Take FUCKING ALL OF IT!”
He pushed me back down again…
I was still gagging for my life but this time, he flooded my mouth.
“Drink all of it Simone, or the next time it won’t be your throat but your pussy.”
I could feel him emptying into my waiting mouth on a shoulder. I did like a good girl and swallowed every last bit that he gave me. When it was done, I leaned up and licked the side of his face.
“You’re no longer fucking running this show,” I told him. “If you want me, you’ll have to do better than kidnapping me.”
He adjusted himself and put his hands back on the wheel. He cut me a look and he knew I was serious.
“You’ll have to earn me Vicious Wolf.” I slid back to my side of the car. “Now where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise,” he grumbled.
Lucien was never one for the challenge. I’d probably scared the shit out of him by issuing that contest.
“Fine,” I replied and we drove on.
I had no idea where he was taking me but I settled back in.
Waiting.
