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“Yes,” I reply, my voice barely more than a breath.
“Good girl.” He leans back and retrieves his phone, his eyes tracing the contours of my exposed body. There’s no flash, just a simple click of his camera, and he sets it aside. “You tempt my control, kitten.” He reaches out to rip my bra aside, exposing one breast. His thumb rolls over my nipple, causing my legs to tremble, before he pinches it. “All I want to do is climb over you and plunge my cock deep into that wet pussy of yours, and it is wet, isn’t it, kitten?”
He twists my nipple, forcing me to answer. “Yes!” I scream into the car, the windows fogging up and hiding us from the world outside.
“Shall I find out just how wet you are?” His finger trails down my body, anticipation making me come alive like electrical impulses humming in my veins. When his finger slips through my slit, I cry out and grip his wrist with one hand. I can’t tell if it’s too much or not enough.
“So fucking wet. You’re going to leave a puddle on my leather seats, aren’t you?” Whimpers escape my lips as his finger runs up and down.
Desmond leans closer, his lips brushing my ear again. “I want you to soak my fucking seat until all I smell every time I get into this car is that sweet pussy scent that’s all you, kitten.” He plunges one finger inside me, leaving it there as he speaks, his voice filled with a primal hunger. “How far can I go with you tonight, hmm?”
Somehow, I don’t think he’s talking about sex. No, what Desmond wants is darker, more primal and consuming.
“What kinks do you like?” he asks as he slides his finger out of me, his touch now toying with my clit. I saytoyingbecause he has no intention of letting me come. “Do you even know?” He feels my response, my shifting hips and clenching legs, and he laughs a low, throaty chuckle that sends chills down my spine.
He moves his finger in slow circles, teasing and pushing and pulling me closer until I’m begging for release. His eyes darken, and he runs his other hand through my hair, cupping my neck and drawing my face closer to his. I can feel his breath on my lips as he speaks.
“You don’t know what I want from you, what I’m asking of you, do you? You don’t know, and I love that,” he whispers. He pauses, his breathing shallow. “I’m asking you to trust me, to let go. Can you do that?”
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, my desire growing stronger with every word he says. I nod my head, my eyes never leaving his. He smiles a slow, wicked grin.
The hand not touching my clit wraps around my throat, squeezing tightly until I gasp for breath. Black dots dance in my vision as he plunges his finger inside my pussy. “There you are, kitten, yes,” he rumbles as his finger thrusts in and out of me, his other hand tightening around my throat. “So tight, your pussy pulses around my finger. You like breath play, don’t you, kitten?”
I don’t even know what I like anymore. All I know is the sensation of right now and just how exquisite he’s making me feel. My body comes alive in a way it hasn’t in a long time. Desmond is an addiction, a dangerous one, and I know I’ll keep coming back for more.
“Such a little slut,” he mutters as he withdraws his finger, dragging it over my clit. The cry that spills from me is a potent mix of arousal and desire. His hand tightens, and I feel my impending orgasm hovering just beyond my reach.
My body trembles and shakes, my legs spreading wide until I hear the strain of fabric. My head shakes back and forth until Desmond grips my neck tighter, holding me still.
“How far can I push you right now, kitten? I need you to tell me,” he demands.
I don’t know what he wants, but right now, I’d give him anything if he’d just let me come. “Anything,” I whisper.
His hand tightens on my throat, and for a fleeting moment, panic surges as black spots dance in my vision and his finger continues to pump in and out of me.
I struggle to gulp in air, my eyes widening as I take in Desmond’s form, partially hovering over mine. His hand tightens even more, and I can’t breathe, yet my excitement only grows.
I can’t even think about what any of this means anymore as he works me tighter and tighter, winding me up like a coiled spring, ready to burst. Desmond falls into a heavy silence, watching me intently as I unravel under his touch.
As my orgasm detonates through me, he tightens his hold, and black dots merge at the center of my vision as the intensity of the climax washes over me, wrapping me in darkness like a lover’s embrace.
When I come to, his arms wrap around me, and he mutters words of praise while his fingers continue to work in and out of me.
Clarity washes over me like never before, and I push thoughts of what just happened aside, focusing solely on the feeling of him in my arms, on his scent. I sag against him, sated and spent, but Desmond isn’t finished with me yet. His fingers keep working inside me, milking me and stringing my body tighter.
“One more, kitten, one more for me. I know you have it in you.” He pushes another finger inside me, working me slowly this time as he curls his fingers and massages that little spot inside me that I didn’t even know existed.
As my body trembles, and I feel like I can’t take any more, my car door opens, and the rain chilled air rushes in, cooling my heated skin. I manage to look over, even as waves of pleasure take hold of me.
“Shhh, kitten,” Desmond coos in my ear.
A gasp of surprise escapes my lips as I feel the unknown touch upon my breast. Rough, calloused fingers pinch firmly and slide across my sensitive flesh. The owner of the hand is so large that even such a light touch is enough to lift me from the seat with each pass. With a more forceful grip, Desmond keeps me from looking to see who is invading my body like this. Their touches become more and more insistent, bordering on painful, as they suck hard on my nipple until I’m forced to stifle a cry of pain. The lips return repeatedly, never relenting, never satisfied.
My core quivers and tightens with every thrust, and Desmond rumbles, “That’s it, kitten. Give me everything you have. I can’t get enough of your tight little pussy, and I can hardly wait to ravage you until you reach the peak of pleasure over and over.”
My entire body shudders and quakes with uncontrollable intensity. The power of this orgasm consumes me, almost threatening to rip away my sense of being until I awake the next day in a cold sweat with no recollection of what happened. Still, something inside me longs for this sensation, wanting him to strip away my life force, take my breath from my lungs, and make my body his own.
I let go.
