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○ Petrichor (n.) ○

The smell of earth after rain.

"No" I teased.

Harrison's eyebrows raised at me with a smirk. "Why should I listen to you, Harrison Barone?" I spoke, mocking his name.

Grabbing me by the throat, he pulls me towards his face. Looking up into his eyes, he growled. "Because I said so"

"I hate you"

"Why do you hate me, Aideen?" Harrison spoke in a deep tone, tilting his head towards my lips. "B-because you are a dick." I stuttered as he moved his thumb over my bottom lip, inching closer. " I have a dick. Do you wanna suck it?"

I froze as my body tingled. My pussy throbbed, becoming wet by his words. He locked his eyes with mine as his lips were so close. His stare was taking over my mind, imagining what he could do to me. Don't kiss him; Do not kiss him.

Licking his lips as his eyes shifted between my eyes and lips - Fuck this.

Smashing my lips against his. His hands moved from my cheek into my hair, pulling me closer as I grasped his face. Our heads turned in sync with one another. Breaking for air, then smashing back in hunger.

Breaking for a gasp of air. His heated breath escaped his body into the cold air. The streetlights illuminated his brown eyes in the car's darkness. His chest rose and fell with every breath he took.

"You!" pressing my index finger against his chest, looking up at him. "Get in the back," I repeated his words.

Harrison smirked, with raised eyebrows, stunned by my sudden confidence. "What?" I asked, turning my head to the side with a smirk. Harrison leaned closer to me, inches away from my face. "I love a woman with confidence."

Why do I keep on freezing with his words?

Harrison got up and crawled between the seats to the back as I smacked his ass. That was in the air. "Aideen!" he cried out.

Chuckling at his reaction, he adjusted his hips on the backseat, man spreading his legs. His cock was bulging through his suit pants, twitching for me.

"Come here." He commanded.

Crawling through the seats as I sat on his lap. Placing my hands on his shoulders. His eyes locked with mine, keeping contact as his hands crept up my thighs under my dress.

Today was a good day to be lazy. Too exhausted to get fully dressed. As I just threw on a black, long sleeve, short dress with a pair of black velvet Jordans.

Using his hands to push up my dress to my hips. He gripped my hips, grinding them against him. "I can feel how desperate you want me, Amorina. I can feel you twitching against me, Principessa."

My eyes closed at the feeling of his cock rubbing against me. Feeling his hands move up my inner thighs, pressing his fingers against my lace under. Clenching at the feeling as my core became hot, my eyes sprung open as he ripped my lace underwear open.

"Harrison!! You know, you could've just asked me to take them off."

"Ripping them off your body makes it more entertaining, Amorina."

Moving my hands down his chest as I unbutton his shirt. "Why can't you wear anything else besides a button-down and suit pants?" I asked playfully. His pecks flexed as his blacked-inked chest was exposed with all his tattoos.

"Like nothing? Is that what you're asking?" He spoke with a sneer. "Maybe," I uttered, trying to hold my smile back. Undoing his belt and ripping it off his waist. "Kinky, aren't we?" Harrison spoke, gripping my waist. Holding myself against the seats for support as I leaned closer to his ear.

"No, I am just hungry."

Unbuttoning his pants and his zip. Harrison's twitching cock was pressing against the thin material of his boxers, bulging through the opening I created. "Excited, aren't we?" I questioned, mocking his words. "No, just hungry," He mocked mine. Shifting his pants and boxers mid-thigh. So there is just enough room for me.

I grabbed his dick with two fingers by its base and slipped it inside as I slouched down onto him. "Oh God, Aideen." Harrison moaned, leaning his head back against the seat.

Moving up slowly, feeling him stretch me out as I clench around him. Harrison grabbed my hips and moved me down as our pelvis smashed against one another. "Ahh!" I moaned, placing my forehead on his shoulder. My core heated, feeling his cock inside me.

"You are doing amazing." Harrisons muttered, slowly helping me move up and down on him. "That it. Just like that!" He groaned deeper and my motion became faster. Our breaths got heavy, filling up the car with steam.

My clit rubs against him as his cock fills deep inside me.

"Ahh Harrison, Urgh!" He gripped my hips tighter than my pussy was dripping wet, dripping down my thighs. Slamming back down onto his dick. His fingers dug into my skin as I held onto his shoulders, arching my back.

"Harrison," I whimpered as my breast bounced in my bra, bouncing on Harrison's cock.

"Oh, God. Fuck! Harrison!!"