Peryl: a collection of drabbles

A little journey...

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It was early morning, but the sunlight was already beating down on the windshield of the car.

Pierce glanced occasionally at the woman sitting next to him. She hadn't said a word during the nearly forty-minute drive, and frankly, it was getting a little tense. According to the navigator, they still had an hour to go. And something had to be done about this game of silence....

Taking advantage of the absolutely free road, the actor gently lowered his right palm on her bare knee.

Meryl tensed instantly. Biting her lip, she turned away to the window, trying not to give away her feelings. She was still angry with him, but her own body was betraying her at an alarming rate. Her palms involuntarily clenched into fists, and the distance between her legs grew larger, as if inviting his palm to move further.

 Without holding back a chuckle, Pierce continued on his way. Dropping to the inside of her thigh, the fingers of his hand slid gently under the hem of her light sundress.

Meryl was still biting her lips in silence. Her mind fought wildly with the desires to push his hand away and feel the touch of his fingers on her most sensitive spot. No matter how angry she was at his completely reckless act that had led to the fight three days ago, she continued to miss him....

- I hate you," she whispered as the fingers of his hand reached the strip of wet fabric.

- I can feel it!" he grinned.

He wanted desperately to slip further. But the need to get her to her destination safely, combined with the remnants of common sense, forced him to put his hands back on the steering wheel....

As soon as the car pulled over to the side of the road, Meryl woke up as if from a dream. She quickly unbuckled her seat belt and left the car. She had no idea where she was going or what she was going to do. Now I just wanted not to feel his influence on me. I wanted to forget about the throbbing sensations in her lower abdomen. She wanted to forget about him... She had already cursed the whole crew a hundred times with their idea to go on a small trip to the neighboring town in cars.....

Immersed in her thoughts, did not notice the rapid approach of the actor.

Taking advantage of the situation, he raked her into a pile, clutching her hands tightly behind her back.

She twitched, protesting with all her appearance. But he only squeezed her tighter in his arms. Abruptly he turned her around and walked with her to the car.

- Let go of me! - almost a scream.

- Not today, sweetheart," he whispered in her ear, deftly laying her chest on the hood.

 Lips explored the back of his neck with gentle insistence. He fought the urge to leave a bright mark in retaliation for the three-day game of silence, but had to abandon the thought. They still had a shoot ahead of them....

- Don't you dare touch me," she gritted through her teeth. Taking advantage of the freedom given to her hands, she leaned on the hood, trying to get up. - I don't want to.

- You don't? - He pushed down even harder. I knew her too well: if she'd wanted to break free, she'd have done it in no time. Right now it was pride and resentment talking.

One hand squeezed her breasts through the thin fabric, the other slid under the hem. - If I feel you don't want me to, I'll let you go. I promise! - I whispered in her ear, touching her gently with a kiss.

Instead of answering, she lifted herself up on her toes, moving closer to his hand that slid gently into her moist folds.

- There, you said you didn't want to," he smiled, kissing her cheekbone.

- Go to hell! - I was tired of fighting myself, so I turned my head, bringing my lips up for a kiss.

 I didn't have to ask twice. I covered her lips with a passionate kiss. At the same time, he released his aroused organ.

- Spread your legs, sweetheart," through the kiss.

She obeyed. With her elbows on the hood, she lifted her hips slightly.

Pulling aside a strip of underwear, rubbed his ready organ against her entrance. Knowing how aroused she was, entered to the base. Moving sharply, even roughly to her quiet sobs.

Meryl was going crazy with this crazed to the point of body-shuddering desire to possess her. Both of them were insanely bored. Giving in to their mutual desire, she realized that she had forgiven him for that binge with the boys, to which he had left without warning....

Both were rapidly approaching orgasm. A few more sharp thrusts and the woman surrendered, her whole body shuddering.

Pierce followed suit, feeling how tightly she clenched around his organ.

- Am I forgiven? - he whispered, still on top of her.

- Forgiven, but... - she didn't have time to finish, the phone beeped in the salon. It seemed that friends and colleagues had managed to lose them... - Let's go, - releasing herself from his embrace, - We'll talk later, - she touched his lips with a kiss.