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After such an intimate kiss, I couldn't focus on anything else but him. His presence itself was making the core in the centre of my legs dripping wet and I couldn't control my flowing arousal. He carried me on his shoulders and threw me on his car. His veiny hands moved over the steering wheel and my drunk self was viewing it in a way much hot way than it actually is.

My pleading eyes met with his and the eye contact conveyed that we both needed each other. He pulled me onto his lap and his hardened member struggled under the zipper and it poked on my ass. My core clenched at the sensation and in conviction of it, my lips brushed on his and it was just a mere touch which lit an enraging flame within us.

He held my waist and pulled me closer, his lips captured mine and he started devouring my lips in a beastly way. My pace couldn't match with his but I gave my everything in it and the temperature of the environment kept rising, not knowing if it's our intimacy or the weather.

Our lips parted and before we could continue feasting each other again, I put my index finger on his lips, telling that 'we need to continue this later'.

" Don't complain when my cock is wrapped around your needy pussy and you are begging to God for the need to stop yet so filled with pleasure that your body speaks to the contrary. "

My cheeks flushed at his words and the sight formed in my brain for his words making it thousand times worser for me. But the excitement which piled up inside me made me act bold and a smirk filled my face, covering up my flushed cheeks.

"If I complain, you are gonna put your dick out of me at that very moment, understood? " I said in a confident tone, but his enticing eyes made my decision and knees weak.

His small kiss on my earlobe answered my demanding question which was no where to be fulfilled. He will punish me to last of my propensity that I would be proved wrong and get back with my words. But the throbbing sensation in my pussy and the exciting urge of the upcoming torment to be perceived throws away all the other thoughts from my mind.

The car ride was silent, but our raged breathing made it clear, how impatient we were. The night streets passing by, the darkness providing a peaceful ambience, trees moving in a flash and the flickering street lights imparting a dim of light.

I was still sitting on his lap. My head resting on his chest, enveloping me in a sense of comfort and tranquillity. The windows were rolled down, allowing the night breeze to flow through, adding up to the moment. He turned on the speaker and a song started playing.

It's your smile
Your face, your lips that I miss
Those sweet little eyes that stare at me
and make me say
I'm with you through all the way
'Cause it's you
Who fills the emptiness in me
It changes everything, you see
When I know I've got you...with me...

The lyrics did something within me and I snuggled closer to him. Entangling myself in his embrace which is soothing for me unknowingly.

Was it my drunk state nerves or actually happening with my heart?

I didn't want to believe in any of those shits which say that people which you may hate might share a sense of harmony with you. But my heart speaks the contrary to my mind.

And even through all this, I just wanna hold onto this moment for a little long, even if it's clouded with confusion.

You pushed me up when I was about to give up
You're on my side when no one seems to listen
And if you go, the tears can't help but show
You will break this heart and tear it apart
Then suddenly, the madness starts

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