Wildfire

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Kenneth Deora

Mariana: Pick me up at 9

Kenneth: Say less

I put the vodka I was about to open away. I'm not gonna see her drunk. She fucks my mind enough without me being wasted.

She wouldn't admit it but she smiles every time she sees a flower. I saw it when I "vandalised" her car. Her smile was rare and I wanted to steal it every time.

It was 8:30 so I got dressed and picked up some flowers obviously. Red of course. She wouldn't admit it but she had a fixation on the colour.

I was outside her house at 8:55. Sort of desperate. No, it was called being a gentleman. Sure. Shut up.

The unpleasant argument inside my head stopped as I saw her step out. She looked like the only ray of sunlight in the deepest part of the ocean. I got out to open the door, earning a look from her. "How long have you been here?"

"Not too long, wildfire." I handed her the flowers. She looked at them with a hint of a smile but covered it up fast. "You have an obsession with flowers." She said, rolling her eyes. "The only obsession I have, my love, is you. However, you seem to love flowers a lot."

Her eyes shot to me, "no I don't." She'd never admit to liking something let alone loving and I was okay with that. I loved her and I didn't expect her to love me back. I just hoped that she wouldn't push me away. "I simply just admire them."

"Of course. What else do you admire, wildfire?" A hint of emotion hit her face before it was gone. "Oceans and heights." She plucked a few petals off the flowers before changing the topic. "So where are we going?"

"You'll see."

The rest of the drive was silent, saved for her playlist. Mostly LDR, Chase Atlantic, The neighbourhood and some others I had no idea about. There was some stress on her face but that's mafia 101 I guessed. Oh man was I wrong.

"Can I ask you something?" She spoke out of nowhere, startling me. "Of Course you can, baby. What's up?"

"What's the worst thing you've ever done?" She didn't look at me, she pulled a flower out of the bunch and twisted it around in her fingers.

"I hate cats. When I was younger my dad got one to show me who the "leader" of the household was. One day I left my window open and as expected she ran away. My dad gave me a black eye for that."

"No way I just heard the sentence 'I hate cats.'" She glared at me. "I'd kiss one for you. What's the worst thing you've ever done, wildfire? "

"It's a bit too much-" I moved my hand to her thighs trying to calm her down. She tensed a bit before calming down. "I'm sure I can take it."

"Well I killed my dad of course but he used to go to church every Sunday when I was younger talking about how he'll go to heaven because he goes to church every Sunday. So the day I killed him I also burnt that church down. I didn't think he deserved to go to heaven." She narrated with an unsure voice.

"Mariana?" I looked at her while she sat there with her eyes screwed shut. "Hm?"

"I'm proud of you." She stared at me blankly for a second before saying, "what?"

I stopped the car and pulled her on my lap so that she was straddling me. "I'm fucking proud of you, wildfire." I didn't let her deflect and kissed her. "You're so fucking beautiful."

She moaned in the kiss as she rolled her hips. "Don't do that to me, baby." I could feel myself growing harder by the second.

"Drive." Was all she said before unzipping my pants and rubbing my erection. "Wildfire-" She took my cock in her hands and I forgot what I was saying.

I kept driving and she kept driving me insane. She moaned against my neck one more time before I stopped the car. "You wanna tease me, baby? Do it right." I took a condom out of my wallet and slid it on.

With my fingers I ripped the base of her panties and lowered her hips onto me. "That's a good fucking girl." I said as she cried out from being full.

"Ride me, baby. Please." I was pleading her at this point and she seemed to enjoy that. She moaned in my ear before rolling her hips again. "I'll stop if you stop the car." I took a wrong turn making our route longer.

I held her hips with one hand and the steering wheel with the other as she bounced on me gasping and moaning. My hand moved to her back, unclipping her bra as it fell between us.

"You're so fucking beautiful." I said before squeezing one of her breasts. She felt so unbelievably good I was sure I didn't deserve it.

"That's it baby you're doing so good for me." She was gripping my neck now and with each bounce her eyes rolled further back and her nails dug deeper. My girl had a thing for blood.

I gripped her by the hair and moved her head to the side to see where I was driving. Thank fuck the streets were empty today.

I could feel her tensing as she got closer to the edge. "Ken-" I cut her off with a bite on her neck. "Hold it, Mariana."

She moaned in my ear and I had to press the brakes hard enough for the airbags to open up. We both chuckled a little and she laid back on the airbag.

I bent down taking her breast in my mouth and the other one in my hand twisting it around. I bit the one in my mouth before thrusting into her.

"How does it feel being fucked in a car, wildfire? With no care of who sees you and who doesn't. No care if we crash and die. Do you like being a good little slut, baby?"

"Ken I can't- " she rolled her hips harder.
"Cum with me, love."

We both sat there catching our breaths and calming down from the bone shattering orgasm.

"You think I'm-" she spoke first.

"I don't think you're a slut, fire, I'm sorry." She swatted my arm. "At least let me finish a sentence." I kissed her again.

"You're flawless, Mariana."

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