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His movements grow choppy as he thrusts, losing all his rhythm and motions, my heart is on fire and I think I might die of a heart-attack.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so prefect.” He hisses, his hips slapping my arse and the filthy sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the air.

“You’re everything and so much more.” He rises my lower half off the bonnet, as he takes a step back, his feet on the ground, and drags my body violently towards him.

“Oh God, fuck me. Fuck me.”

“Elara.” He meets me halfway and my entire body vibrates with the clash, and he repeats and repeats until every fibre of my being is drenched in tingles of pleasure.

His thumb finds my clit and rubs it in slow and then hard circles; my eyes roll to back of my head.

“Fuck, Elara baby.”

I’m half suspended in the air, being pounded in the most unhinged way and all I feel is bliss.

“I-I…” I mewl unable to find words, nothing can explain what I’m feeling right now. “I’m going to c-come.” I almost shriek feeling the currents overtake, spreading through my body.

“Not yet.” He growls yet pounds into me harder. “God you’re so tight, you’re squeezing the life out of my cock.” His chuckle quickly fades into a grunt as his tip hits a deep spot inside me and I see myself falling.

“That’s right, squeeze me so tight, baby…mhmm.”

“Oh, Sergei, I-I…fuck, oh no. I’m coming, Sergei, shit… oh my god, ohmygod, help me, oh my fucking…god.” I cry out.

Tears drop from my eyes falling down my cheeks as I’m hit with a release I’ve never experienced before.

“Fuck, no.” I’m a moaning mess as the sensation races through my body, wild sparks dancing beneath my skin before slowly fading, leaving a really throbbing pussy and my mind blissfully empty.

“Oh my god, oh my god.” I try to breathe unable to have a tight grasp on reality. “Fuck, I-You. Sergei, oh fuck.”

“I’m here, malyshka.” His voice echoes in the post- orgasmic bliss as he thrusts a few more times before pulling out and comes with a loud roar.

“Oh…baby.” Covering my stomach in thick ropes of cum.

Did I just have unprotected sex with Sergei?

His body jerks a few times, and he opens his eyes, slightly hooded, lips parted and glistening.

Sweet mother of God, he looks delicious.

“Holy fuck.” His gaze darkens as he gawks at me with an open mouth.

I wait for him to tell me that he’s done and that I wasn’t good enough and should probably move away from his car but I’m proved wrong very quickly when he scoops his cum from my stomach and thrusts it inside my mouth without a warning.

“Fucking swallow.” He growls, his fingers swirling inside my mouth and I suck on them.

The salty taste of him makes a loud wanton moan slip past my lips.

His fingers leave my mouth as he spreads the cum on my stomach, pulls out his phone and clicks a picture of my naked body, with just a red scarf around my neck.

“You covered in my cum look so much better than those fucking red gashes.” He growls and my body stills.

He scoops me up in his arms, unlocking the car before he settles my naked body down on the passenger seat.

Unable to form words, I just follow him with my eyes as he rummages around.

He twists open a bottle and brings it to my lips. They part on their own, and he gives a small nod when I start drinking.

A possessive glint in his eyes, hungrily gawking at my heaving breasts as if he didn’t just rearrange my insides.