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My aching sex is begging for him to take me.
“My pants are so wet right now. You’re not dripping; you’re like a reservoir that’s been set free just flowing all over me.”
I lay my head back over his shoulder, arching my chest into his hand as I roll my hips into his palm. I’m panting for breath, and it turns to gasps as his hand pulls away from my sex to slide under the top of my panties.
“Fuck!” I cry out when he touches me, which makes me roll my hips again, pushing my ass back into his cock, then pressing my pussy harder against his hand. I’m trying to get him to put pressure where I need it the most, but he’s toying with me.
“Marvin, please,” I chant as if I’m a broken record.
“What is it, Emily,” he says teasingly in my ear.
“Touch me!”
“But I am touching you,” he retorts.
I growl lightly. My hands are resting on his thighs, and I don’t remember when they moved there, but I use them. I press his hand between my legs even harder against my sex and arch my back to reach my other hand around me to touch his cock.
“Dammit, Emily,” Marvin growls against my neck.
I laugh, breathless. “Good!”
He starts to make primal animal sounds, the same thing that he did last night and I know what that means, he’s ready to take it that step further. There's a peck on the side of my neck, at my pulse, then he’s pulling his hands away, making me moan in disappointment.
“Marvin. Don’t stop…”
I say out of desperation.
“Shh, Emily. We’re just getting a little comfortable.”
He has shifted me so that I’m back on my knees. I gasp as his hands slowly move over my hips. My face is fired up because I’m pretty much naked in the back of the limo. The cool air-con doesn’t reduce my body temperature as he builds a fire of passion within me.
His hands on my hips push down on my gold belt. He slides it off and then he does the same with my bra. Even though my breasts are already out. I’m completely naked and blindfolded; I know that he can’t resist me now.
“Now what?”
I ask impatiently thinking that he’s completely changing the momentum and I’m scared that he’s going to back out once again.
Marvin sucks in a harsh breath. “Sorry, just needed a moment to look at you. You’re beautiful, Emily.”
“Marvin,” I say, my voice a definite whine because I’m too far gone to be embarrassed now. It’s not like my face can burn any hotter, anyway. “Come inside me.”
I’m on my knees in front of him, lips parted, feeling wet and swollen, sweat slicking down my forehead. Whatever sight is there for him to see, he loves it if the groan that comes out of him is anything to go by.
“Up,” he commands, “on the seat. Lie on your back with me, Emily.”
I whimper as I scramble to do what he says, in spite of my impatience. There’s enough self-consciousness left in me that I don’t want to slip and look like an idiot to him and ruin the mood in the process. There isn’t so much room that I’d have to search for the seat, though, my hands touching smooth leather as I reach them out. I use them to guide me, so I sit down, then move to lie on my back. I end up with my back pressed against the door, my legs pressed against Marvin, though he moves to give me more room.
Then, without warning, he takes one of my legs, the one pressed against the back of the seat, and throws it over his shoulder, spreading my thighs as he moves into the space left between. I gasp and squirm a little because I can't see, but I know I’m bared to him completely, and I can almost feel the weight of his gaze as his eyes rove over my body.
“This view is much better,” he says, voice husky, and I moan. “It’s too much, Emily. I don’t think I can hold back anymore.”
“Then don’t,” I retort, reaching out for him. When my hands grab onto his arms, I slide my hands up to his shoulders, then to wrap around his neck and drag him down.
His lips collide with mine in a harsh, wet kiss. The position is a little uncomfortable, but I don’t say anything about it because I find myself speechless. I feel his lips wrap around a nipple and gently tug on it; then he does the same on the other side. He slides kisses down my abdomen, my body trembling because I know where this is going. Proved right when I feel his warm breath between my thighs.
I'm already so wet, and ready for him. I can feel my clit twitch as he blows another warm breath over me, and then I’m trying not to reach for him to press against me. He moves on, and I cry out, my back arching against the seat as he swipes a broad lick up my pussy and flicks the tip of his tongue against my throbbing clit.
He flicks the tip of his tongue on my clit, over and over again. One of his hands grips the underside of the thigh I have over his shoulder, pushing it back into my chest as he licks all over my sex, then sucks lightly on my throbbing clit. I can feel him slide a single digit in my pussy and thrusting a couple of times, then adding a second and third finger in rapid succession. All I can do is squirm and moan at the provocative touch. At this rate, I know I’ll come before he’s even in me once again.
