He only smiles as he runs his fingers through my folds again, then makes small circles on my clit. “Florian…”
He pushes his fingers inside me and the sound of my wetness fills the car. “My dirty girl is so wet,” he moans, licking his lips. “Is all this for me?”
He puts a little more pressure on my clit and continues to draw small circles on the sensitive bundles of nerves, which drives me absolutely crazy. My hips move on their own, wishing he could fill me with his cock.
“Oh god, yes, baby. All for you. Just like that.”
“I wish I could lick this tight pussy.” He pushes his fingers in and out of me while he continues to masterfully play with my clit, bringing me closer to the edge. “But we don’t have much time, so if you want to come, baby, you only have a few minutes.”
I groan, moving my hips faster to match his movements as delicious tingles cover my entire body. When it seems like I can’t take any more of his ministrations, he pinches my clit, finallygiving me what my body craves, and sends me crashing over the edge in pure bliss.
“Florian!” I shout, slamming my eyes shut as my orgasm barrels through me like a freight train.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful when you come,” he says.
I continue to ride out my high, my hips grinding against his fingers as he moves them in and out of me at a lazy pace.
“Beast, I hate to interrupt, but we’re here,” Hugo says through the car’s intercom, interrupting us.
The car comes to a stop, and it brings an abrupt end to my bliss.
I open my eyes as Florian removes his fingers from inside me. Then he licks them, removing all of my essence while intensely gazing at me, his eyes full of desire that no doubt mirrors mine.
I can never get enough of this man.
“Do you feel any better?” he asks, adjusting himself.
I’m still in a daze, so all I can do is smile, giving him a small nod as I do my best to fix my dress. He pecks me on the lips, then lowers the privacy screen.
“Okay, Hugo.” He grabs my shoes from the floor of the car and places them back on my feet. “We’ll resume this later.”
“I’ll make sure I hold you to that. Where are we at?” I ask as I look out of the window.
From where we are parked on the street, I can’t see anything other than buildings and people walking down the sidewalks.
“I wanted to do something special for you,” he says.
My eyes soften at the sincerity in his voice and in his eyes. “Sweetheart, you’re always doing something special for me.”
Florian showers me with the most wonderful gifts all the time. It’s almost like he can’t stand to see me go without, even if I never ask for what he’s given me.
“You know you don’t have to keep getting me stuff, right?”
“I do it because I love you, Beauty. You’re a blessing to me, and it makes me happy to see you happy.”
My door opens before I can respond, and Hugo sticks his hand out to me. I grasp it, knowing there’s no use in arguing with Florian. He’s going to do what he wants.
Hugo carefully helps me out of the car, making sure I have my feet planted firmly. I’m not so nimble anymore, so it takes me a little longer to exit vehicles now.
“Thank you, Hugo.”
He winks and closes the door behind me. When Florian meets me on the sidewalk, he grabs my hand. I look at him in confusion because we’re standing in front of a stone structure with a huge tower and a simple cross on top that looks like a centuries-old church. The exterior has a warm, golden hue under the Mediterranean sun that looks inviting, but I’m so confused as to why we’re here.
“Where are we?” I ask.
He doesn’t respond, just smiles and pulls me toward the entrance.
“Is this a church?”
