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Blaise slipped a hand up my skirt and plunged it into my panties, his rough, large fingers teasing my clit for a couple moments before he pushed them inside me.

“You were writing smut before I interrupted you,” he said, smirking. “I can tell by how wet you are.”

My cheeks grew hotter. “N-no, I-I wasn’t.”

“Sunshine,” he purred, pumping his fingers in and out of me, “read it to me.”

“I-I wasn’t. I pr-promise.”

His fingers stilled inside me, his gaze hardening. “Don’t play with me, V. You’re going to read me the new story that you’re writing, and I’m going to finger this wet pussy until you’re begging to come. Understand?”

Whining softly, I nodded and pulled out my phone. My core pulsed around his fingers, desperate for him to start moving them in and out of me again. I stared at my phone, trying to find a part that he wouldn’t recognize.

This story was about us, and I didn’t want him to figure it out.

Not yet.

“I’m waiting,” he said.

“O-okay,” I whispered, swallowing hard, my pussy clamping down on him. “‘How long have you been waiting for someone’s cock to slide all the way up into this pussy?’ he asked me, drawing a finger up my leggings and cupping my pussy in his large, tattooed hand.”

Blaise slowly pumped his two fingers into my pussy, his thumb moving in circles around my clit. I curled my fingers into his shoulder and gripped my phone in my opposite hand.

“ ‘He pressed his fingers against my core through the thin material and chuckled against me, rubbing me even harder and faster. ‘A long time, it seems.’ He slid his other hand up the side of my body, wrapped it around my throat, and pulled me closer, trailing his nose up the side of my neck and biting down softly on my jaw. My breath hitched, and my nipples hardened.’ ”

Blaise dipped his head to my breast and drew his teeth along my nipple that now pressed quite obviously against the front of my shirt. Pleasure shot through me as he took it right in his mouth over the fabric and nibbled on it.

“Nipples hardening, just like they are now, hmm?” he hummed, fingers moving faster.

I furrowed my brows, my cunt clamping down on his fingers, and moaned softly. “P-please …”

“Continue reading,” Blaise ordered.

“ ‘He grabbed a fistful of my dark hair and pulled it back roughly, forcing me to look up at him. I squealed at the sudden movement as he continued to rub my pussy roughly, his hand slipping into my pants and claiming what no man ever had before. ‘Is this what you need?’”

“This is what you need,” Blaise answered himself, gripping my waist with his free hand and now pounding his fingers up into me.

I dug my nails into his shoulder muscle, the sloppy, wet sounds of my pussy filling the car.

“Please, don’t stop,” I pleaded, tilting my head back and closing my eyes. “I need it.”

“I didn’t say that you could stop.”

I looked back down at my phone, the pressure rising higher and higher in my core, and desperately tried to find the place where I had last read. “I-I can’t find where I left off,” I murmured, my legs trembling.

Heat raged in my core as he added a third finger.

“Continue,” he demanded. “Or I’ll stop.”

So, I found a random line and read from there. I didn’t want him to stop. I needed this badly. We both needed this after the week we’d both had.

“‘Are you going to come already?’ he asked me, curling his fingers into me. Gripping his shoulders, I threw my head back and let an earth-shattering orgasm rip through my body. I slapped a hand over my mouth to quiet my moans, so nobody else would hear, but he quickly pulled both hands behind my back. ‘Enjoy the orgasm. It’s the first one anyone has probably ever given you.’ He continued to curl his fingers into me, making sure not to stop until I finished. ‘I wanna hear you scream for m—’”

Before I could finish the damn line, an orgasm surged through my body. I threw my head back, dropping my phone between the seats and coming hard on his fingers. My eyes rolled back in my head, my legs trembling.

Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through my body. I gripped on to his shoulders with both hands and bucked my hips like a madwoman on his fingers, desperately riding out my orgasm until my pussy stopped pulsing on him.

My wetness dribbled onto the front of his pants, right across his bulge. He leaned back against the passenger seat, sucked his fingers into his mouth, and rolled his eyes back. After grunting lowly, he finally slumped his shoulders back and relaxed.

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