And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 140 - Payback (part 2)

When Rhea started slowly rubbing her two fingers through my wet folds and then back up, focusing on my clit... I honestly thought I was going to pass out.

From embarrassment. From torture. From disbelief. From pleasure. From... her.

She was going to be the death of me.

She put a soft kiss on my shoulder, which didn't help the problem.

I looked to the front and where Dom and Damien were distracted with driving and directions. Thank god they weren't talking to us, I couldn't even look them in the face.

I let out this shaky breath to try and hide my moan and shifted in my seat, which only gave Rhea this better position of touching me. I could feel her smiling against my shoulder, loving this and what she was doing to me.

When she pressed a single finger inside me, I had to bite my lower lip or this whimpering noise would come out.

"Shhh." Rhea whispered so quietly against my shoulder.

I can't do this. It was getting harder and harder. I was getting so hot.

I reached down to grab her wrist and she stalled a second. I whispered to her, Rhea listening to me. "Don't make me do it, please." I begged her. I pulled back to look at her face.

She was smirking. "Better be quiet." Is all she mouthed back, and completely ignored my hold on her wrist and beginning to rub slow circles on me.

I relaxed my head back, breathing heavy. Then I tried once more, giving her my most pleading eyes. Please.

Rhea raised an eyebrow slightly. Pouting her lip degradingly. She wasn't stopping for anything.

My legs closed on their own accord, but Rhea still kept her hand in there. As tight as my legs could squeeze, she still kept touching me so smoothly. How in the...

I can't do this.

I put my hand on the car door, finding a handle to squeeze. But it was quickly replaced with another hand. The one Rhea had around my shoulder, she reached to hold my hand, letting me squeeze her hand until it turned white, then purple. But she didn't care or complain or stop me.

I had to.

God this was painful.

I cleared my throat quietly, trying to muffle a whimper and I turned to bury my head in the crook of Rheas neck. Which muffled my deep breathing.

"Shh shhh." Rhea shushed quietly by my ear, and I could feel her smiling at my cheek too. Then she let out her own small groan, probably when I started biting the skin on her neck.

I couldn't help myself.

My spine arched against the back of the chair and my knees shook.

I can't stay quiet.

"You guys hungry?" Damien spoke up a bit louder, and I knew he was talking to us.

Rheas fingers stalled a second, and I peered from her cheek to the front. They weren't looking, but Damien was waiting for our answer.

"No, we're fine." Rhea answered for us, and Damien pulled into the small cafe or takeaway shop. When he came to a stop, Rhea pushed a finger inside me and I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from screaming.

"Be back." The guys got up from their seats and left, shutting the door.

Rhea chuckled as soon they left and curled her finger inside me. "You're so hot like that. Whimpering and nearly crying like a little fucking-"