"fuck." he breathed out gripping to the wheel as if his life depended on it.
"where are you going?" she said disconnecting her mouth from his dick for the first time in a couple minutes. "what? were home?"
"i dint have focus in me to find somewhere else but i don't give a fuck where we are i need you now." he said and she unbuckled her seat belt moving into the back seat, he didn't think twice and followed. she straddled him and their lips coincided together. there was no way to describe it how much the genuinely needed each other. not just physically, but emotionally they missed this connection of theirs. their bodies were desperate for each other. her hands were tangled in his hair, their kiss was a mess yet it was so passionate. he trailed his hands up to pull her panties down and threw them somewhere in his car. she undid his jeans and pulled his underwear up enough, they didn't care to fully undress.
"babe i dont have a condom with me." he breathed out into the kiss.
"i don't care." she said, she wasn't on the pill or anything else yet. she agreed that she would get it two months before the wedding but for now she didn't want to and he respected it.
"relax. think with your head." he said.
"vinnie were engaged, you're my fiance, we can get a plan b, do you really think were gonna fuck without a condom and have a baby?"
"are you sure? we've never done it without, you've never done it without."
"yes im sure! fuck." she said annoyed.
"stop being a fucking brat im looking out for you." he said lifting her dress up a bit.
"what the fuck did you just call me—" she was cut of by him slamming inside her, she finished her sentence with a moan almost loud enough for him to cover her mouth.
"thats what i thought. all you need is dick to shut up." he said, she smiled at him and started riding him. it was another world of pleasure for him now that it was raw, he could feel everything and it blew his mind. "holy shit."
she had her head thrown back, he placed his hands on her hips to give her extra support. he looked at her like she was art, she was more than perfect to him. any man would drool over her, she was the description of what any man wanted in a woman. the perfect feminine figure, long brown hair that always looked perfect and never lost its shine, the most welcoming eyes that were the lightest shade brown could get—almost like hazel. his favorite parts of her, physically, were definitely her lips and mouth, they complimented her face so well. he loved her height too, he liked making fun of how tiny she really was. he loved everything, how high maintenance she was, her being effortlessly sexy, her innocence, her good heart, even the impatient princess attitude she had 70% of the time. he loved her.
they didnt exchange a word as they went from the car to their apartment, to their couch, to the table, almost of the rug, the bed.
"vinnie fuck!" she moaned against the pillow. he knew he was close, he could feel her getting close, but he knew he was closer.
"y/n, im about to cum." he breathed out, getting her from behind. he had a fuck ton of stamina somehow, even though they hadn't had sex in a while and it was the first time they'd gone raw, this would be the second time he came the whole night—and they'd been at this for a while.
