Everything he taught me ...

Car rides and rainstorms

I feel her unbuttoning my jeans skillfully, using only her thumb and index finger. Her hand reaches further down making me even harder. Fuck. „I- I can't concentrate.", I growl out. „Shh.", she plays with the hem of my underwear making me loose my shit. „Fuuuck. We're gonna have an accident if you don't stop." „Shh - hush.", she whispers. I can't. I just can't concentrate anymore. The lust grows and I eventually have to pull over. Those are the moments I'm thankful that the previous owner of my car tinted the windows to be pitch-black. „Sirena...", I close my eyes again, giving in. Her hand grabs my dick and she start moving her hand up and down. She can't keep on doing that. I rest my hand on her thigh and look her in the eyes. A smirk has formed on her lips. „I want to fuck you", my voice being deep and husky. Then I pull her closer to me, where our lips are only inches apart. We stay like that for a second making it a little contest of who gives in first - again. Fuck it, I can't resist. I push my tongue into her mouth and hers adapts to my rhythm. „Fuck me", she breathes out. I get up a little, taking her waist and pulling her on my lap. She presses her lips against mine, moaning into my mouth. She straightens and takes off the sweatshirt she just put on a few minutes ago. She get out of my lap and quickly gets in the backseat, taking of her nylon tights and the skirt, until the only thing covering her body is a touch of black lace. The same black lace that has been running trough my mind for hours now. Shit. I get up as fast as I can. I hover over here for a bit, teasing her and then she pulls my shirt trying to get it off. At the same time I get out of the pants that have been bothering me for a while now. She leans back and I slowly grind against her, feeling how wet she is, even trough two layers of underwear. „Oh my - fuck.", I hear her wince. I rip off the black material, wanting to feel her skin on mine. As I thrust into her she moans loudly. „Fuck, darling you are so wet." „Oh really? Haven't figured yet Professor.", she smirks but er voice still being so breathy I nearly don't hear her. „I think this is the right moment to start calling me by my name. My first name", I won't lie, It turned me on so badly to hear her call me that, but it ist kept reminding me how wrong everything about this was. I run my hand down her body, her skin still wet from the rain, that got even heavier by now. The raindrops pour on the roof of the car making a peaceful, loud sound. „Joshua.",my whole body erupts as I hear her call out my name pleasure. I groan trying not to get overwhelmed by the feeling building up and growing. I enjoyed this and wouldn't mind it going on for a bot longer. I slow down, knowing that this will make her mad. „No -don't do that to me", she cries out and her lips needlingly search for mine."Shh - you don't like it?" „I... do. Josh... please!", but I don't listen. Instead I go even slower. She is begging me to go faster but I don't. I keep my pace but my thrusts get deeper and rougher. She calls out my name again, spreading the feeling of pleasure in my body as I come inside her. I let out a deep growl feeling her come just moments after me while the sound of deep pleasure leaves her sweet lips. We both don't move for a moment, than I turn us over, her being on top of me now and hug her tight to me, in case this was the only time I got to hold her, breathe the sweet scent of honey and milk on her skin. I close the space between us, hugging her even closer and whisper: „Why is this so wrong but feels so right?" I hear her sigh as she cuddles her head into my chest. The red of her cheeks and her wet hair make me feel butterflies and I kiss her forehead, closing my eyes.