Desire Me

8- A Roadside Seeing to

"You guys, you don't both need to walk us home." I say as Enzo places his hand on my hip and guides me along the sidewalk whilst Marco does the same to Amanda.

"Oh actually, sweetie," Amanda grins and blushes at me, "he's not walking me home, I'm going with him."

"Oh," I feel my face flush as Enzo chuckles and pulls me closer against him by my hips.

"I'm walk you home, baby." He mutters in my ear with a deep, gravelly voice that sends shock waves of delight through my body.

Amanda and I definitely have condoms at the apartment so Enzo and I can finally finish what we started in the bathroom.

I swear, that man's tongue is heaven sent, but his dick, that was made by god himself.

"Lucia, darling." Enzo's voice brings me away from visions of his magic penis.

"Oh, hmm?" I stare at him and then giggle sheepishly.

Enzo has my car door open for me, I realise I must have been standing staring into thin air. He's such a perfect gentleman.

"Sorry," I giggle, "I was just thinking..."

Enzo's eyes darken into a grin in a way which tells me that somehow he knows exactly what filthy thoughts are racing through my mind.

"Lucia," he bends down to my level until his lips are brushing against the shell of my ear, "get in the car so I can take you home and bend you over a table."

His voice lows until it's nothing more than a rumble. I practically launch myself into the car, eager and needy. Enzo slams the door shut, his jaw tensed. It seems like he's having as hard a time as I am at controlling his desire for me.

Enzo pulls out of the parking lot, his palm firmly pressed against my thigh. I smile over at him and when he catches me, a small smile turns up the corner of his lip.

Smiling again, I turn the volume of the radio up a little as Enzo pulls onto the main road.

"Do you have a phone charger?" I ask as I turn on my phone and see it's dangerously close to dying on me.

"Umm, si." Enzo nods and then reaches over and flicks open the glove compartment. "I have a charger in there."

"Great, thanks." Grinning up at him, I lean over the dash and press a chaste kiss to his jaw.

Peering in the glove compartment, I see an unopened box of condoms. An idea appears in my head, Lucy Greene would never think about doing anything like this, but Lucia Greene, she will do anything.

"Enzo, I need you to pullover."

"What why?" His face is full of confusion and concern.

"Just trust me, I really need you to pull over into a lay-by."

"Oh, of course darling." He doesn't push the matter even further but he keeps casting furtive glances my way.

Boy, his concern is really going to get rewarded, in about 5 minutes.

Enzo quickly pulls over into a darken lane and tucks his G-wagon out of the way of any oncoming traffic, even though the road is completely deserted.

"What's wrong, Lucia?"

I can't hide the grin any longer as I turn in my chair to face him.

"Nothing." I smile even more as his confusion simply grows.

Finally revealing my plan, I reveal the box of condoms, hoping against hope that my expression tells him exactly what I want.

"Really? Here?" His face turns into an adorable expression of uncontrollable joy. Someone has clearly wanted to do this for a while.

"Definitely." I feel confidence and desire swarming my chest as I climb over the console and plant myself on his lap.

"You know," I drag my nails over his shirt covered chest as his hands clutch greedily at my exposed thighs, "that trick you paid with the set-up sure was sneaky."

He grins as I push my hands up into his hair and pull at the roots, "I don't know what you're talking about, Lucia. It was purely fate."

"Oh really?" I look down at him as I begin to lightly grind my hips against his growing erection.

He grins at me and pushes his tongue against his cheek. "Really, must've been fate, sweetheart."

At his sweet words, my heart swells and I bend down to capture Enzo's lips in a softer kiss than I had intended. His lips are soft and gentle as his tongue slips between my lips. My hands slide up into his soft hair as his slide up my thighs to trace patterns on my lace thong.

When his hand slips past the lace and brushes against my clit, a deep moan rumbles from between my lips.

"Fuck, baby, you're soaked."

"Yeah, well in the club bathroom there was this really hot Italian and he showed me a real good time."

"Oh, really?"

"Uh huh," I whimper as Enzo pushes two fingers deep into my core and my eyes roll back.

Just as the delicious rhythm of Enzo's fingers brings me to a beautiful climax, he removes his fingers. I practically whimper  at the lack of contact but the ripping of my underwear tells me that I'm about to get a much better seeing to.

"God, you're beautiful, Lucia." Enzo moans as I nip and suck at his neck while he fumbles with his belt buckle.

"Grazie bello."

Enzo's reaction to my Italian tells me exactly what I need to know, he loves it when I speak to him in his language.

The snap of latex tells me that we're about to do it. I'm about to have car sex. Man, I really can't believe I'm doing this.

As Enzo eases his cock into my entrance, we moan and gasp together. Our lips meet frantically as he slips deeper inside of me.

"God," I moan as Enzo clutches at my back and thrusts his hips up into me until I see stars.

"I know baby, meet too."

The car windows around us fog up as our breathy moans fill the car. My palm presses up against the cold glass as Enzo's skilled movements push me over the edge.

"Jesus." I whimper and pant as Enzo's stomach contracts and he comes into the condom.

"Fuck." Enzo grins up at me and pants as he caresses my flushed and sweaty cheek.

"You, Lucia, are my wild girl."