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If she is still a virgin, I’m not sure I’ll be returning her to her bedroom tonight as one. My control is threadbare with her. Half of me wants to break her, twist her, and push her to her limits. The other half wants to keep her at arm’s length because I know what a man like me will do to her. She’s pure innocence wrapped in a tight bow, and I want to unwrap her like a little boy on Christmas morning.
“Tell me you don’t want this,” I growl into the shell of her good ear.
Her head is resting against my shoulder, and I can just barely make out the outline of her face. “Tell me to stop,” I beg, moving my finger over the center.
Her arousal has soaked through her panties, leaving a wet spot against the fabric.
I can feel her engorged clit already. When I don’t touch her right where she wants, she whimpers and turns, burying her head into the crook of my neck.
Her tongue darts out, and I feel it on my skin. She licks the side of my neck, pressing the tip of her tongue against my throbbing pulse. Fuck, if that doesn’t turn me on more.
I know she’s ready for me, waiting for me to claim her, but I don’t know if I can push myself over the ledge.
Then she whispers into my ear, “If you stop. I’ll find someone else. Someone who will finish what they start.”
I should stop, that would be the right thing, the proper thing, especially since she is drunk, but I can’t. I can’t stop. I’m too far gone.
Just like that, my resolve snaps completely, and I grip the edge of her panties and pull. The cotton gives way under my grip, and the audible tear fills the SUV. I was keeping her underwear on to protect her, but it seems she doesn’t want protection from me. She wants me to ravage her, devour her from the inside out. Little does she know, once I’m finished with her, there will be nothing left.
I give her no warning and slip a finger between her folds. She is drenched with need, making it easy for me to slide over her clit. The feel of her soft body writhing against mine is my undoing. As soon as I rub circles against her swollen nub, she lifts her hips, seeking an orgasm that she knows is on the horizon.
“Don’t stoppp.” I don’t. I couldn’t, not even if I wanted to. Not even knowing that this is wrong. That nothing but pain will come from this.
Adding more pressure to her clit, I move faster, and like a shooting star, she gains speed, getting closer to soaring through the night sky.
“Fall apart for me. Coat my hand. Leave me with a reminder of you because this is the only time we’ll ever get.”
“Oh, Lucca,” she sighs and digs her nails into my wrist and thigh, making me hiss with both pleasure and pain. I want to fuck her so bad, to push deep inside of her, to fill her with my cum, and ensure she will never have another man, but I can’t. I won’t. I’m not the man for Claire. I’m not her savior. I’m not anything.
“Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop.”
Claire’s entire body tightens, and a second later, she clamps her legs together, trapping my hand between her thighs as shudders of pleasure rip through her. My heart gallops in my chest, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I’m visibly shaken, and if she asked me to fuck her right now, I would. I don’t care that she’s been drinking, that her judgment may be off. I’d throw being a good man right out the window to sink deep inside her.
Like a doll, she sags against me and shifts enough so that I can pull my hand away. I rub the two fingers together that are coated in her release before bringing them to my lips. Her sweet taste explodes against my tongue, and I swallow down a groan.
I shouldn’t have fucking done that. Now all I see is her pussy pressed against my face, my hands wrapped around her, holding her in place as I feast on her until she begs me to stop. A fantasy that will never come true because I won’t let it.
Claire remains molded to my body for a few more moments before I lift her over the center console and place her in the passenger seat. Coldness sweeps over me in the absence of her body heat. Leaning against the window, she doesn’t say a single word. Neither do I. Then again, what is there to say? I’m sorry for touching you. I’m sorry, I want to fuck you until you scream my name loud enough for the entire world to hear it.
