WARNING, mentions of blood and a fight. the coronavirus didn't happen in this imagine. sexual acts and dialogue throughout the imagine.
NOTES, i wanted a part 2 and i will be holding a bible study after its free but the hot cocoa will be $2😺😺
vinnie didn't say anything else for the rest of the car ride. so, y/n sat in the passenger seat, sexually frustrated and thought of ways to get ruined tonight. she turned her head toward her boyfriend and pushed her thighs together. she had to force herself to let out a small moan, it was tough because all she wanted was to feel his fingers fuck her in to oblivion.
"stop looking at me like that, y/n." he grumbled.
nibbling on her lip, she didn't listen. she continued gazing up at him as she felt her underwear become damp. plus,
y/n enjoyed not listening to vinnie because one, it made their night memorable and two, the adrenaline rush felt so good to her. "then fuck me, vinnie." she said flatly. "no teasing, no nothing. i'll ride you if you want, you could pull over on the side of the road and do it there—"
"y/n, just shut the fuck up." he snapped, adjusting his seat once he felt his pants get a little tight.
she hopped on her knees on the seat and placed her chin on the palms of her hands. "but, baby, i don't wanna." her voice lingered in his ears as she trailed her hand slowly down his abdomen.
"i thought you said no teasing, y/n..."
"yeah, that was until you told me to shut the fuck up," y/n intoned, biting lightly on his earlobe. "plus, your dick is telling me otherwise—" instantly, she let her hand slip down to his hard on, making him jump in his seat.
"shit—"
"i could suck you off right here," y/n whispered and smiled while she watched his emotions circle around his brown orbs. "while you drive back home, frustrated and pissed off because i didn't listen like a good little slut, right, vinnie?"
the innocence in her voice was something that had always made him get turned on. he knew that she wasn't innocent, she knew more than he did. so, whenever she spoke in that tone of voice, he couldn't help himself but picture how she'd look like under him and the sounds of her moans filling his ears.
still palming his hard on, vinnie felt his knees begin to shake slightly. he mentally cursed to himself. y/n could've done something so simple to him and he would've been on his knees in front of her, same went with y/n— he could've done something so simple to her and she would've been on her knees.
"jesus, vin," then, she pulled away and fell back in the passenger seat. "if i knew you were gonna be this turned on, you should've told me to stay put."
almost on command, the boy pulled to the side of the road and put the car in park. he slipped his hand around her throat and closed the gap that was between the two, his tongue slipping past her plump lips. a small whine exited y/n's body as he pulled away from her, her bottom lip going back into place from being between his teeth.
not stopping there, vinnie slid his hand to the back of her head and tugged back on her hair, getting more access to her exposed neck. the small moans and whines kept him going as he left hickeys down her neck and along her collarbone.
he let go of her hair, only for him to make the car seat lean back. he patted his lap and hissed once she hopped on his hard on, starting to slowly grind down on him. her skirt rode up her thighs while she straddled, showing off the blue lingerie that was hidden underneath her skirt. she looked absolutely gorgeous while she straddled him.
y/n's cheeks were flushed, bruises flittered her neck as lush and frustration ran around y/e/c orbs. she ran her hands slowly down her body and placed them flat on his chest as her hips grinded harder into his.
"you always do this to me," he groaned before grabbing her jaw and kissing her lips harshly.
"you love me." y/n smirked.
"so fucking much, you brat."
