She snickered as I dipped a finger into her, teasing, then pulled out.
“Fuck.” She hissed. “How far until we’re home?”
“Fifteen minutes.”
“I won’t last that long, not like this.”
“Yes you will, baby. I won’t give you a choice.” I then took the finger that was just inside her and sucked it in my mouth.“Filthy.”
She shuddered and gasped my name.
“New rules.” I returned my hand to her. “If you don’t respond to my question, I take my fingers away. How about that?”
“Is this some sexy torture?”
“It is now. I want answers, Lo.”
Adjusting my grip on the wheel with my other hand, I continued slowly teasing her while I prepared my question. “Why didn’t you ever play this game?”
“Um.” She squirmed against my finger. “Don’t you stop, I’m answering.”
“Can’t hear you.”
“Feelings and sex are… hard for me to separate.”
“Mm, how so?” I pinched right where she needed it, and she threw her head back against the seat. Her throaty sounds were better than a sports highlight.
“I never… hooked up with someone I wasn’t with.”
“Why?” Did that mean she didn’t want to continue this because we weren’t together?
“Trust, I think.”
“Do you trust me, Lorelei?” I went harder, faster, bringing her to the brink. She gripped the armrests, and her face twisted in pleasure. “Answer me.”
“Yes, Luca.Please.”
I gave her what she needed, and she fell apart on my hand. Gripping my forearm, she bucked and moaned as my cock fucking throbbed. Pre-come spread through my pants, but I didn’t care. Lorelei screamed out her orgasm in my car, next to me, on the road, and I couldn’t imagine a sexier image to remain in my head forever.
I let her ride my hand, giving her what she required before she stilled. “You’re fucking hot when you come on me.”
“Your mouth, Luca. I swear to god.” She laughed and rested her forehead on the window. Her breathing came out heavy, almost like mine, like the orgasm took everything from her. “You talk filthy like this on the field too?”
“No. Just to you.”
“Well shit, you’re making me feel special now.” She pulled up her pants and adjusted them to look normal. Besides the slight heavy panting, no one would know I’d made her orgasm with just my fingers. Pride filled me.
“Good.”
She snorted, the sound pleasant and familiar. ”You can tell me I’m a good girl who comes on your fingers without issue, yet you’re all one-word syllables everywhere else?”
“Forgive me, Lo, my cock is hard as a rock, and I want you to sit on my face the second we get home. All my words are used up.”
She popped her lips, clapped her hands twice, and nodded. “Alrighty then. Drive faster.”
* * *
“There’s a fucking party?” Lorelei stared out the window, groaning as people flooded our front lawn. The living room door was wide open, groups spilling out. “Dean said he was having some people over.People.People is like ten max. This is…”
