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𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐚
the look on his face alone was enough to turn my body and head in the direction of the parking lot.
my knees felt weak at the thought of his lips attacking my body as i picked up the pace, looking in every direction through the rows of parked cars.
i couldn't help the excitement that ran through my body as his distinctive black truck came into my view.
i walked to the side of his truck, my fingers pulling at the door handle as it swung open, not even surprising me that it was unlocked.
i hopped in the front seat, closing the door behind me while the waves of emotions coursed through my body. i knew i was losing self control..my common sense was gone and my level of patience went out the window the longer i waited and waited.
this is what he wanted. to make me feel how he felt. he wants me to suffer like he did- he wants me to yearn for him like he did. he's trying to break me like I broke him yet his form of torture is only driving me into insanity.
my eyes were on him like he was my prey as he walked up to the truck, his hand pulling out his car keys from his pocket. he opened the driver side door and got in, slamming the door behind him.
he was able to press a button on the side of his door, locking us in before my body was top of his. my lips fell against his, our body heat mixing with each other's as my dress began to rise up.
my tongue swirled around his while my hands took its rightful place through his hair where i wasted no time gripping it roughly. the sound of his breath skipping a little at sense of pain i gave him had my body in a trance. my hips rocked against him, feeling him how hard he was for me.
i pulled away from his lips, feeling breathless while his lips bit and sucked at my neck and collarbone . "i want you to fuck me..right now." my voice sounding out of breath but i knew he heard me. "right here?" his eyebrows lifting, not knowing how to react.
"desi-" my fingers had a mind of its own, attaching to his neck and closing around it making his head lean back against the head rest as my forehead pressed against his.
"im not wearing any panties.." we stared at each other, fire igniting in our eyes. my words giving him enough approval for his hands to reach down on the side of seat, adjusting the seat further back.
my hands pulled at his belt, undoing his jeans as i lifted my body off of his lap, his hands going under me to pull his pants down along with his boxers.
my fingers wrapped around his hard member, lining it up with my entrance before lowering myself down slowly, sucking in air at the foreign pain of feeling him inside of me.
his hands found it's way to my ass, gripping it so hard i'm sure it'll leave a mark. i whined my hips against him, the pain driving me as he tilted his head against the headrest. "shit." he cursed under his breath, his eyes lingering all over my body while i rode him.
