𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ᴛʜʀɪʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ

Smut warning...

"I'm kidnapping you," Enrico claimed.

I laughed and shook my head. "Oh yeah?"

He hummed and glanced at me teasingly. "Yep, you're spending the rest of the weekend with me."

"Hm, I like the sound of that. How would we spend our time together?" I questioned, gently caressing his thigh with my hand.

Enrico gave me a curious glance as he cleared his throat, trying to keep his attention on the road rather than on my hand, which was perilously close to his hardening boner.

As I approached his bulge, he gripped the steering wheel and said, "Whatever you have in mind."

I brushed my palm slowly over his bulge, which was straining against his pants. I applied more pressure and rubbed harder, which I'm sure pleasured him.

"I never got to thank you enough for what you've done for me." I unbuckled my seatbelt and moved closer to him.

At this point, I was happy Enrico had a good tint on his car because no one on the road could see what we were doing. As I positioned my body so that my lips reached his ear, my lips brushed against his sensitive spot below his ear.

"What I have in mind, Enrico, is dangerous. But are you up for it?" I whispered into his ear, watching as he shivered and inhaled deeply.

Enrico hummed, clearly aroused and interested. "Do you want me to pull over?"

I applied more pressure on his bulge and watched as he grunted, struggling to drive properly. The prospect of us doing something so risky piqued my interest. I enjoyed the thrill of not knowing whether we would be pulled over or whether one of us would be injured.

I murmured, blowing cool air onto his ear, "No, keep driving while I please you."

I smiled at his reactions to me and licked the area slightly below his ear. I kissed the spot and sucked it lightly, scraping my teeth across the flesh. Then I stopped torturing that area and began nibbling on his lobule in a playful manner.

My hand on his bulge caressed it again before unbuckling his zipper. While my hands fetched to free his cock, my lips planted soft kisses on his jawline.

After his pants were unbuttoned, I put my hands into his underwear and pulled out the thick and long length. Enrico stiffened, then relaxed, letting out a breathy chuckle.

"Fucking hell, Valentina." His voice was scratchy with need and desire. His accent also came out to play, and it was rather sexy.

I pulled his cock out from his boxers and stood there watching it spring into the air. Removing my lips from his jaw, I got down on all fours with my back arched.

I let out a frustrated sigh as my heels tangled with the bottoms of my dress. Enrico gave me a lustful and amusing glance.

"Ignore it; if it rips, I'll buy you a million more." His remark made me roll my eyes.

That was just Enrico being Enrico. I fixed my dress, making sure that my heels didn't ruin it. When everything was sorted, I focused on his throbbing cock.

I ran my finger over his thick vein. I then ran my palm against his head to test his sensitivity, which was high. He adjusted his position in his seat and grunted.

I shifted just enough for my mouth to reach his cock. I twirled my mouth along the length before swallowing and licking the head. Enrico groaned but remained still.