Page 51 of Filthy Elite


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“No one’s here,” I assure her. “But the fire department will probably come soon, so unless you want them to find us here, I’d suggest you obey.”

She quickly peels off her sweater, revealing her perky tits cupped by a pale pink bra. When she slips that down her arms, her nipples pebble in the cold air. Goosebumps pucker her skin, and her whole body trembles, but she doesn’t defy me again. She drops her bra and steps out of her shoes, then peels off her jeans. When she stands before me in nothing put a pair of pale pink panties, I can’t remember why I agreed to give her my phone. That picture would last me a lifetime.

“Give me your panties.”

She hooks her thumbs into them, slowly sliding them down her narrow hips. When she straightens, my eyes drink her in before I can stop them. My cock strains painfully against my jeans as I let my gaze roam over her little round tits, the dip of her tiny belly button, her lean, muscular legs, and the smooth skin of her pussy between them.

She hands me her panties, and I tuck them into the pocket of my jacket.

“May I get in your truck now?” she asks, her teeth chattering as freezing rain drizzles down her bare, shivering body. “Please, my king?”

God damn, she’s going to make me cum before I even touch her.

I hand her my keys. “Start the truck, and then sit on the console facing me, and spread your legs.”

She’s shaking so hard she can barely get the door closed. She obeys me, turning on the truck so the heater starts blowing before turning and climbing onto the console. I hate myself for loving how small she is, that her ass fits on the narrow perch. She flips on the overhead light, then leans back on her hands, opening her knees, baring her cunt for me without a hint of shame or self-consciousness, as confident showing off her body as I would be showing mine.

“Like what you see?” she asks with a sassy little smirk, arching her back and lifting her hips to spread wider. Her cunt is smooth, not a trace of stubble, and a glint of silver peeks out.

My cock throbs precum into my jeans, and I have to force myself not to groan out loud. Gloria Fucking Walton, the prissy little bitch who walks around school like she’s the ice queen of the world, has her clit pierced.

For a second, I lose focus, too busy staring to answer. She slides forward off the console and onto my knees, like she did on the roof.

The sensation of her weight on my thighs jars me back to reality. I grab her by the throat and lift her off my lap, slamming her ass back down on the console. Behind her, a glow lights up the night from the mall as the explosions turn to fire.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” I growl. “You’re not worthy of that privilege. You showed you’d rather touch yourself when you disobeyed me.”

“I wouldn’t,” she bursts out. “I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”

“Keep your hands off me,” I say, still gripping her throat.

“Okay,” she says quickly, her eyes wide and her nails digging into the console behind her. “What do you want me to do?”

“You may touch yourself,” I say, shoving back from her and lounging against the back seat. “Show me how the pretty little cum slut drenches her fingers when she thinks about me.”

If she touches me, I’m going to cum in my pants like a fucking virgin, but she doesn’t need to know my reasons. She never gave me explanations when she treated me like trash.

She leans back on one hand this time, sliding the other between her legs. Slowly, she strokes two fingers over her pussy lips, dropping her head back and letting out a low moan at the same time. Her long, blonde hair swings down behind her, and she slowly spreads her lips so I can see the shell pink color inside her cunt.

My cock aches, and I have to force my hands not to reach for her. Instead, I wrap them around her knees, spreading them wide. She lifts her head to watch me as she fingers her clit, toying with the piercing and letting out soft, panting noises while she circles it with a perfectly manicured finger. Her folds flush redder, then begin to glisten as she strokes her fingers through them and then back to her clit.

“Colt,” she says through labored breaths, lifting her hips and spreading herself open for me. “Help me.”

“Put a finger inside,” I order.

She bites her lip and watches me, and knowing she’s fucking with me is the only thing that keeps me from laying her back and ramming my cock so deep inside her that she sees god. This has to be a test, some kind of fucked up challenge to see who will break first.

She slides her finger down, working it into her opening.

“How does it feel?” I ask, my own breathing coming faster now.

“Oh god,” she breathes rocking her hips against her hand. “It feels good to know you’re watching me.”

I can smell her arousal, can almost taste it on my tongue. My mouth waters with desire, and all I want to do is fall to my knees on the floor and bury my face in her cunt and eat her until her cum runs down my chin.

She slides her finger out and back in, little wordless sounds of pleasure echoing through the car, her round tits jiggling as she moves, the muscles in her belly flexing, her thighs shaking.

“It’s not as good as when you do it,” she says. “Please, god, Colt… Help me.”

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