“Are you gonna leave, or fuck me?” Zoe whispers, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“I’m never going to leave. Maybe you like pretending, or maybe you’re just in denial. Or maybe you like feeling helpless and out of control. But when we’re together, when I touch you,” I whisper against her lips, pressing my fingers slowly inside her, watching her eyes shudder closed, “everything else fades away. It’s just you and me. We’re all that matters. And I’m going to make sure you always remember that.”
She gently places her lips against mine, and I respond by aggressively kissing her back, growling as I feel her hands trying to undo my belt. I assist her in pulling down my pants, my dick springing free as I lower myself onto my knees in front of her. Spreading her legs apart, I sensually nibble and lick along her thighs until she is trembling with desire, nearly begging me for it.
I blow on her quivering pussy before licking up her chest and neck until my lips are on hers and we’re connected again. Zoearches her back, kissing me with such desperation. I trap her lips between my teeth and bite down until she’s panting for air.
“Put on the mask,” I order, grabbing the purge mask lying on the car floor and handing it to her. Zoe fumbles with the strap before placing it over her face.
“Next time you try to call it quits or doubt what we are, doubt the things I feel for you, I will not be nice about it. We are an inevitable force. You belong to me, and I belong to you.”
She claws at my stomach, tracing my abs with her nails as she tries to pull me down onto her. But I’m in no rush, as I need this to sink in. Grabbing her hips, I lean against the back of the front row seats and take hold of my hard cock, circling my pierced head against her cunt. Zoe moans, fisting her hair and arching her back, losing herself to the sensation of us.
“Don’t move.”
“Please,” she whimpers.
Fuck. My lack of control is pathetic.
”Please, Dominik. I need you. I want you.”
That’s all it takes to push me over the edge. I lift her ass up, burying myself deep inside her. Zoe cries out, and I nearly empty myself with the way her walls grip me. I fuck her like it’s the first and last time. Like I’m a starving man eating a meal for the first time.
“Dominik,” she gasps, her fingernails digging into my chest as she draws blood.
“Fuck, baby,” I hum into her ear. “Your pussy is gripping me so fucking tightly.”
I slam into her, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as she continues to scream out my name. But I can’t come just yet. I need to explore her more. I need to be inside her for longer. I need to make time stop when I’m with her.
I need all of her.
Slowing down my strides, I lean back and unbuckle the seatbelts, setting Zoe free. I turn her around so her back is facing me before I swap our positions. I barely fit in this car as it is, and my knees dig into the front seats as I reposition myself in the back. Zoe glances over her shoulder, her mask now resting on top of her head. Sweat glistens on her forehead, but she remains as stunning as ever, both of us inhaling the misty air surrounding us.
“Ride me, Zoe.”
“I don’t think I can.”
“You can, and you will. Try, baby.” I grab her hips and guide her down on my dick as she digs her nails into my thighs. The rush from the sting courses down my spine, intensifying the feeling of her even more.
I guide Zoe, biting my lip as I help her readjust until she’s completely seated on me. My hand snakes up her front, pulling on her nipple as her back presses against my chest. She rides me, crying out as her movements quicken. I curl my hand into her hair, gripping tightly and shoving her head to the side so I can have access to her neck.
My other hand snakes up to her mouth. I press my fingers against her lips, and Zoe opens up for me, sucking greedily.
“This pussy was made for my cock,” I whisper in her ear before biting down on her neck.
Taking my soaked fingers, I press them against her clit. Her head falls back against my shoulder, and she lets out a cry, her movements becoming uneven as she starts chasing her orgasm.
“Dominik,” she moans loudly. I could muffle her, but I don’t dare; I fucking love the sounds she makes.
“No more masks.”
“Okay,” Zoe chokes out.
“I need to feel all of you. I want you to shatter, fall apart, and know I’ll pick up the pieces. Stop running from me.”
“I’ll always run from you,” she groans right as her orgasm tears through her. Zoe screams, shouting my name as her nails dig into my arm.
I can’t hold on any longer.
