The sight of her with eyes closed, lips parted and hair messy, it floors me.
I’ve never seen anything so gorgeous.
Mine.
She’s all mine.
As if she can feel the heat of my gaze, she turns her head and our gaze clashes.
Biting her lip, she murmurs, “No watching, remember?”
“You’re irresistible, angel.”
Stroking the outline of her lips, I push my thumb inside, demanding her to suck like she does my cock. Her tongue swirls around the tip before she takes it deeper and sucks loudly. I slide it in and out, smearing her red lipstick.
Pulling it free, I quickly glance on the road before trailing my fingers down the column of her throat, over her pounding pulse, and pausing at her ripe tits spilling out of the sweetheart neckline.
She throws her head back against the seat, moaning when I squeeze the soft mound. I scrape my palm over her nipple until it hardens lewdly. Her sweet whimper fills the car when I pinch it viciously.
My cock pulses against my zipper.
Fixing my gaze on the road, I keep toying, pulling, and fondling her tits over her slutty dress. And when that isn’t enough, I trace up and hook my finger inside the right strap and yank it down her shoulder.
“N-Nathan,” she gasps when her breast bounces free. Her hand comes up to cover it, but I slap it away.
“I want to see your swollen tits, little minx,” I grunt, sounding inhumane. “Keep your hands in your lap like an obedient girl.”
The praise has the desired effect.
I do the same to her other strap until her dress is bunched beneath her breasts, offering them up for savoring.
“One day, I’m going to slide my cock right between your tits and fuck them like they’re meant to, Ari.” Meeting her hooded gaze, I murmur in a rough voice, “You’ll be tied spread eagled on our bed, a blindfold covering your eyes, while I ride them hard and paint them in my cum.”
“It’s a nice fantasy,” she smirks, arching her chest into my palm. “Since us being together is still up for debate.”
I twist and pull her puckered nipple punishingly, earning a whimper. “You shouldn’t taunt a man who’s on the brink of losing his sanity.”
“I have that much power over you?”
“Yes, from day one.” Squeezing her tit, I look ahead and demand, “Take off your panties.”
I want as less barriers as possible between her pussy and my throbbing dick when we get home.
“I’m not wearing any.”
The car swerves off the road when I press on the gas too hard. My gaze whips to the passenger seat, locking on a smug Arya. “Don’t test me, Ari.”
“You know me, Nathan,” she shrugs coyly. “I hate wearing anything under tight dresses. Plus, thisfuck-medress is too short and would’ve made it obvio-Woah!”
The tires screech when I pull off to the side of the road and slam on the breaks. I unclip my seatbelt and throw open the door.
“Nathan! What are you….”
Her words trail off when I lock the door and round the hood to her side. She twists toward me, wide-eyed as I wrench open her door and lean over to unlock her seatbelt.
Spinning her body toward mine with her legs dangling outside, I yank her to the edge of the seat. Grabbing the hem of her dress, I violently drag it up her soft thighs.
My intention dawning on her, she tries slapping my hands away, but her strength is no match against mine.
