♪ Backseat - Daniel Di Angelo ♪
| Ivory |
Aace's knuckles were white on the steering wheel, he was driving so fast. He was releasing his anger on the gas, and I'd like to say that I'm scared but the truth is; I'm not. I like this adrenaline. I squeezed my thighs together.
Shut up Ivory.
It's not the moment to be excited. Something was definitely wrong with me. Aace's eyes darted to my thighs. He smirked.
"What?" I added, when I noticed him smirking.
"Oh nothing. You just seem to like the speed." He let out a chuckle.
"Okay and? It's not like it's funny or something."
Without any warning he stepped on the gas, making the car increase in speed.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?!"
He grunted out a laugh. "Get on my lap."
I stayed stunned. "What?"
"You heard me. Now get on my lap before I drag you here myself."
"But Aace you're driving-"
"And? You think I can't handle it? Trust me, I can do two things at the same time."
I unbuckled my seatbelt and made my way on his lap. I was careless, I knew it. But I couldn't resist.
"Happy?"
He smiled. "Very." He traced circles on my thigh with his fingers, my dress lifted slightly due to my position on him.
"You shouldn't have worn this dress tonight, tesoro." He spoke, in a low voice filled with lust.
"Why?"
"Because..." He began as I felt his hardness under me. "It makes me want to rip it off you."
His hand found my inner thigh as he slowly cupped my sex through my underwear. And a sigh of pleasure left my mouth when he did this.
"Lift your dress up. I won't repeat myself."
I was caught up in a trance, I was hypnotized by his words that my hands quickly found the hem of my dress and pulled it up.
"Good. Now I can have my fun with you. Can I?" He asked me for permission to remove my underwear and I gave him. I liked how he always requested me before doing it. In case I'm unsure, or I don't want it. But with him, I'm sure.
I gripped his forearm when he slid a finger inside of me. My body was adjusting to this new sensation. We never tested it together before. But I think I liked it.
"How does that feel?" Aace made sure of my comfort, through his movements, keeping an eye on the road.
"Good." I managed to get out.
"Do you want me to continue?" His eyes searched for mine and I shook my head, indicating a yes.
A moan left my mouth when he slid another finger inside of me, while he increased his pace at the same time.
"Like that, tesoro?"
"Mhmm." I confirmed him, and he didn't wait to circle my clit with his thumb. Another moan escaped my lips as I dug my nails deeper into his forearm. I was close, I knew it.
"Let yourself go baby. Give it pleasure."
I didn't manage to keep it inside any longer and I felt the pleasure inside of me exploding, and his name echoed through my lips.
I felt him caressing my hair slowly, I think he knows this movement soothes me. I furrowed my brows when he stopped the car in a parking lot.
"Get in the backseat." He ordered me coldly.
"What?"
"You heard me." He repeated.
"But what if there's people-"
"The windows are tinted." He said, reading my thoughts. "Now get in this fucking backseat before I make you go there myself. And I won't be so nice this time."
I stayed motionless, but after a time of reflection, I agreed and got on the backseat.
I heard Aace working fast, he unbuckled his belt and took a condom. He was impatient and so was I.
"Come here." He muttered, his voice raspy.
I wasn't afraid, I wasn't nervous. I just wanted to have this time with him. So I got close to him. But Aace surprised me, and got me on top.
"Wait. You want me to be on top-" I gasped.
"You're going to be a fucking good girl, and ride me until you can't walk straight." He ordered, and I moaned when he placed me on his cock.
It didn't take long until he was filling me up completely, and fuck this position was something else. I could feel him reaching my cervix. I had to let myself take time to adjust to his size.
He brushed a strand of hair off my face, "Take your time, tesoro. You can do this."
I took a deep breath, he was right. When Aace felt that I accommodated myself better, he slowly guided me with his hips, thrusting into me. I tried to take him up and down, trying my best to do it correctly.
"Just like that." He placed his hands on my hips, "Slow down a little. No need to hurry."
I went at a slower pace, just like he told me to, and I had to admit the feeling was pleasing. I could be on top but this time it was different. It was slower. We weren't in a rush. It was like we were discovering each other's bodies again.
And it's when I realized,
"Are we making love?"
"We're making love if you want us to make love, tesoro." He assured me.
"Well," I felt my walls clenching around him. "It feels good. I like it."
"Let me make you feel even more good." He said as one of his hands went down and his thumb traced circles on my clit, while the other caressed my breasts.
A sigh of pleasure left my mouth against my will again.
He knew my weaknesses. How to make me feel good. My body. Everything. I just wanted to drown inside him. My downfall reached its peak when he pressed his length onto my G-spot.
And visibly he appreciated it too because a whimper left his mouth.
And it was our downfall. The world felt like it was collapsing around us. His muscles tensed, my legs shook. And we let ourselves be consumed by pleasure together at the same time. During this time of pleasure, I'm pretty sure I was actually able to see stars.
Aace leaves me panting every time.
His eyes caught mine; and we were telling ourselves a thousand truths.
He smiled. "You're so beautiful."
I laughed. "I look like a mess."
"Maybe. But you're my mess. And nothing can change that."
My chest collapsed on his, and I hid my smile in it.
"I love you." I confessed.
"I love you too." He replied.
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