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Gabriele set aside her purse and reached across the center console of the car. She put her hand in Joshua’s lap and felt the heat of his body through the fabric of his pants. Although her touch was on his thigh, she could already sense he was hardening. She walked her fingers slowly towards the tenting bulge in Joshua’s crotch. She scratched her nail across the material, and Joshua felt the sensation as a thousand tiny jolts of electricity. His cock twitched instinctively, thickening and swelling like an uncoiling python.
Gabriele licked her lips. Her gaze became dreamy. Suddenly all her doubts and anxiety melted away
into nothingness. Now she had a focus for her attention. Her mouth curled into a croon of melting desire and anticipation.
She unzipped Joshua’s pants and reached inside the folds of the material. She felt his cock immediately; it was straining and hot as molten steel. She drew it through the open flap, and it thrust hard and accusing at the roof of the car. Gabriele felt her pulse quicken. She caressed Joshua’s cock with loving light strokes of her hand until it had swollen to its full length. She had slumped a little in her seat to reach him comfortably. Now – with an impulse – she unclipped her seatbelt and tucked her knees beneath herself so that she was leaning across the car, with one elbow supporting her weight on the top of the console and her other hand free to work diligently up and down the length of Joshua’s cock.
Her knees were on her seat, her ass in the air. One of her breasts slipped out of the scalloped top of her dress but she didn’t notice. All her attention was devoted to pleasuring Joshua.
He was driving sedately, both hands loose on the wheel. The nearer to the city they drew the denser the traffic around them became. The car hit the first in a series of traffic lights, and Joshua eased to a halt. The vehicles in the lanes on either side of them were indistinct in the night. The dark tinting on the windows turned the cockpit of the sports car into a private secret place.
With her elbow on the console, Gabriele realized she could use that hand to grip the base of Joshua’s cock. She held him tight, her knuckles brushing across the whorls of his pubic hair. Her other hand wrapped itself around the swollen head of Joshua’s cock. Gabriele saw Joshua’s face flicker with the fresh fire of the sensation.
“Does that please you, Master?” she asked in a sweet, delicious voice.
“Yes,” Joshua’s voice was thick.
Gabriele wanted him in her mouth, but the position was just too difficult with the car constantly moving. She took her hand from the top of his cock and licked her palm, making a sexy show of the action. When she took hold of him again, the wetness coated his hot flesh, and her hand slid up and down his shaft like a piston.
Joshua kept his face impassive, but the tiny signs of rising strain were there in the set of his mouth and the narrowing of his eyes. Gabriele’s hand was a wonder of sensations; squeezing, stroking and teasing him until he could feel himself beginning to clench like a slow squeezing fist.
They were in the heart of the city now; all around them on every side loomed tall skyscrapers, clawing up into the darkness of night. Joshua turned at a set of traffic lights and then turned again.
He turned his head a little and caught the intense concentration in Gabriele’s face. Her lips were parted, glossy and wet as ripe fruit, and her brow was furrowed. Her eyes were fixed on the swelling head of Joshua’s cock. He could smell the scent of her perfume and almost feel her hungry anticipation as she stroked him. The milky firm flesh of her exposed breast swayed and jiggled with the movement from her shoulder and the swaying motion of the car. Joshua turned his attention back to the road as Gabriele bit on her bottom lip and flicked a glance out through the windshield. She seemed startled to realize they were almost at the hotel. For an instant she was alarmed. Joshua was hard and straining, but not yet on the edge of coming.
Gabriele redoubled her efforts, her hand on the head of Joshua’s cock suddenly frantic with her efforts. She licked her palm and made it slick again, wishing desperately that she could just reach with her mouth. They were turning once more. Gabriele felt the car slow to jounce over a speed bump in the road. Then suddenly they were descending down some kind of a ramp. She sensed the light around them change and become muted. She stole another worried peek through the window. They had pulled into a parking garage.
“Stop,” Joshua commanded her. He was still driving, turning through a tight corner at crawling speed. Gabriele let out a petulant sigh of frustration and reluctantly loosened her grip on Joshua’s cock.
“But Master, I haven’t finished.”
“You have,” Joshua said sternly. He nosed the car to a darkened corner of the underground parking station, far away from the banks of fluorescent lights that hung from the grey concrete ceiling. This section of the lot was deserted. He parked by a wall with a red fire hose box attached to the concrete and switched off the burbling engine.
For a long moment they sat in silence while the big engine ticked and cooled. Gabriele was still on her hands and knees across the center console. Joshua reached down and tucked his straining cock back into his pants. He struggled with the zip for a moment. Gabriele felt like she had failed him – again – by her lack of sexual skills. The disappointment crushed down on her. She adjusted the cups of her dress, resetting her breast within the garment and sat back in her seat. She stared darkly out through the windshield, fuming with her own ineptness.
“I’m sorry, Master,” she said meekly. “I’m just not skilled enough to please a man the way you need, and deserve.”
Joshua said nothing. Instead he let his hands drop from the steering wheel, and unbuckled his seatbelt. He was shaking. Gabriele had teased him to the very brink of exploding – despite his dour determination not to orgasm at her touch. It had taken every trick he knew, and every ounce of grim resolve to hold back the release that she had almost wrung from him. Now he was trembling, relieved that he had somehow managed to endure.
Focusing Gabriele’s attention on a sexual task had been nothing more than a ploy by Joshua to distract her during the journey into the city, and to lure her away from the panic he sensed within her His plan had so very nearly backfired. Gabriele’s touch on his cock had been cunning, and far more intuitive than Joshua had ever anticipated.
“You will play with yourself,” Joshua said, giving her the order and ignoring her apology to cover his own turmoil. In his own ears, his voice sounded still thick with the lust she had stirred.
Gabriele froze for a split-second, and hated herself for the instant that she used to check the parking lot for passers-by who might see her. “Yes, Master,” she tried to camouflage the hesitation by shifting her weight in the bucket seat.
“Now.” Joshua gave the order like he was impatient.
Gabriele reclined her seat until she was almost laying flat and then lifted her skirt around her waist and tucked the loose fabric against her body. Then she spread her legs as wide as she could and raised her knees slightly. She was wearing skimpy white lace panties, and her flesh was the color of burnt honey in the gloomy light – a stark and tantalizing contrast.
Joshua turned in his seat to watch. His cock was still uncomfortably hard. He checked the time. It was 8:45 pm.
Gabriele reached inside her panties with both hands, using two fingers of her left hand to push inside her pussy while her right hand began to draw quick circles over her clit. She sucked in a deep breath. Joshua saw the muscles of her abdomen undulate.
With a groan, Gabriele felt for the aching, needful places of her body, and her right hand on her clit began a blur. She felt the fingers of her left slide inside herself to the second joint, and she held them there, manipulating her touch with practiced understanding.
It didn’t take long for desire to flood over her. She rolled her head to the side and her mouth fell wide open. Her eyes were closed. Joshua took two of his own fingers and pressed them against Gabriele’s bottom lip. She groaned with desperation and sucked Joshua’s fingers into her mouth while she continued to pleasure herself.
She was gasping and groaning. Her tongue swirled over Joshua’s fingers like she wished they were his cock instead. The scent of Gabriele’s perfume mingled with the new, stronger aroma of her fragrant pussy juices.
Gabriele was incredibly aroused. Her pussy made wet suckling sounds as her fingers began to plunge in and out of herself. She opened her eyes and saw Joshua leaning over her. She looked up at him with an impassioned plea.
“Can I cum, Master?” she panted.
Joshua took his fingers from her mouth and clamped his hand around her throat. “Not yet,?
?? he demurred. “Keep yourself on edge.”
Gabriele gulped. She stared up at the roof of the car and the muscles in her neck began to strain. Her nipples felt hard as pebbles and incredibly sensitive against the fabric of her dress. She gasped and gulped. Her hand over her clit had slowed lest she lose the control to hold herself on the edge. Now her body seemed drawn as tight as a bow and she could feel her wetness soaking into the crotch of her panties.
“Please, Master!” Gabriele strained. She was shuddering. She wiggled the two fingers inside her pussy, and the pressure against the internal wall of her body sent her into a spasm. Her legs were shaking as if she had run a frantic race. “Please!”
“You need to beg me for an orgasm,” Joshua’s voice was dispassionate and clinical. He brushed her hand aside from her clit and ran his fingers across her pussy. They came away warm and sticky. Joshua smeared Gabriele’s own juices across her lips like it was lipstick.
She tasted herself and her eyes rolled suddenly up into the back of her head. Her back arched and she gave a long low groan that was carried on the expended breath of her lungs.
“Stop.” Joshua said suddenly, and pinched one of her nipples through the dress. “You are not permitted to cum. Stop immediately.”
Gabriele was not entirely shocked, though the depth of her disappointment left her shattered. With an effort, she eased her fingers from her pussy and drew her other hand from her panties. She was shivering; trembling. Her breath sawed across her throat. For a long moment she just lay still, feeling the tremors of her arousal gradually sink back below the surface; subdued, but far from quenched. She had kept her legs spread wide, her dress still bunched around her waist. Her hips were stirring rhythmically as if she were in the midst of a slow sensual dance. Joshua reached down and rubbed the palm of his hand boldly across her pussy. Gabriele flinched with shock and then rekindled passion. She caught her lip between her teeth and bit down to stifle a groan.
