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“Being praised turns me on. Okay? Are you happy now?” She swats my hand from her bare leg and sits back with her arms crossing her chest.
Thank fuck she’s staring out the front window, because if she were to look at me and give me a once over, she would see my cock trying to break free from my pants.
“That’s very interesting.”
I press two buttons on the dash without her seeing and keep one hand on the wheel. We’re on the highway for the next twenty miles or so, and my little sports car is now driving itself. I don’t think she knows my car does that.
“Tell me more,” I coax her.
“Again,Marcus. Don’t try to make this into something it’s not.”
“Again,Princess.” I throw her tone back at her. My one hand remains on the wheel while the other is still on her thigh. I scoop my hand under her dress to find the exposed skin high up on her thigh. I’m so close that if I move my pinky the slightest bit, I can find out just how wet she is right now.
“I’m pretty sure you started it,” I continue. My fingers brushing her inner thigh again. She doesn’t move an inch to stop me. Her eyes on my hand, mouth partly open as she watches to see what I will do next. “But I’m confident that I’m going to finish it.”
My hand makes a move to cup her pussy and I feel wetness seeping through her panties on the palm of my hand.
“Marc,” she breathes out. “What are you doing?”
“I want to feel what my words did to you. I want to feel how wet you are sitting here like the passenger Princess that you are.” My fingers gently rub her pussy with the only barrier being her panties right now. Giving her the friction I know she is craving. “You did so fucking good tonight, Avery.”
That wasn’t a lie.
That wasn’t a coax for more out of her.
That was me telling her that she did, in fact, do a great job tonight.
Her head falls back on the headrest of the seat as a moan escapes her lips.
I continue to rub her clit as the car continues to drive itself.
“You’re so wet for me.” My jaw clenches as I stare out at the road ahead of us.
“Fuck it,” she snaps, quickly raising her dress up. Hooking her fingers in the sides of her bright pink panties and pulling them down off her legs. Tossing them to the floor of the car as fast as she can. “I need more than that, Marc. I want your fingers inside of me. I want you to feel how hot your words make me.”
Jesus fucking Christ.
I don’t waste another second before my hand is back on her bare pussy. My middle finger dips inside of her while my palm begins to rub up and down over her clit. She moans in response at the same time she opens her legs more for me to gain better access.
This was a terrible idea on my part. My eyes are on the road when they should be on her. I take a quick glance at her and notice her head is tipped back and her eyes are closed. Feeling every bit of pleasure I am giving her as my circles on her clit grow faster.
“Watch,” I order.
“Huh?” she hums.
“Watch. I want you to watch me fuck your pussy with my fingers. I want you to watch as I make you come with just my hand.”
“Oh please,” she scoffs. A mix of pleasure and attitude laced in her words. I wouldn’t expect anything less from her. “You really think you can make me come with just your hand while you drive this fancy sports car?”
My two fingers plunge inside of her. Her hips thrust forward into my hand as I do and she lets out a squeal of pleasure. I can feel her head turn to look at me, but my eyes remain on the road. I can’t look at her right now because I am three seconds from pulling this car off to the side of the road and fucking her properly.
The smarter side of my brain knows that’s a horrible idea since this shouldn’t even be happening right now. I can’t watch her face as she comes because I know I’ll become an addict and want to see it over and over again.
She shifts her position, showing me she wants this. She wants more. One leg is resting on the dash and the other spread as wide as she can go, allowing me better access. I thrust my fingers in as far as they can go. Reaching the spot that I know will set her over the edge.
“Marc,” she moans. Her eyes flutter back to the spot where my fingers enter her. Her hand clutching my forearm like her life depends on it. Keeping me in place and ensuring I don’t stop.
“God dammit, Avery.” I clench my jaw as her hips meet every plunge of my hand. “Your pussy is so wet. So tight. So fucking perfect.”
