The List || h.s au

Betraying

Hi bellas!

Now the chapter you've been waiting for...

**WARNING**

Contains certain mature content, if you don't like this type of chapter, I suggest you not to read it, but you're going to miss a big part of the story meaning that you should read it or you'll not understand ;)

**WARNING**

Mucho love,

Pumpkin xx

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He puts me back on my feet and opens the door for me. It wasn't anything fancy or too big, but the inside was clean, which surprised me of him.

I don't know, I always thought guys had messy smelly cars. His smells of lavender, surprising me again because I thought it'd have the same perfume as him.

And why am I even thinking about that? I think I drank too much tonight...

"My place or yours?" He asks. I always bring them to my apartment because I prefer kicking them out rather than being kicked out.

"Mine" I answer. The ride seems shorter than earlier in the taxi. I show him the way to my flat and he looks surprised for an instant, but he keeps talking and I push my questions in the back of my mind.

"This isn't my car by the way, it belongs to my friend"

"That's why it doesn't smell like you" The alcohol makes me speak my thoughts, if you want to know a secret about me, ask me while I'm drunk. I few people know that about me (aka Carla) so I don't mind getting drunk, as long as you don't ask personal questions.

From the corner of my eye I can see him glance at me, smiling. I look at him, a devilish smirk plastered on my face. Slowly, I place my hand on his thigh and squeeze it, feeling him tense under my touch. He looks down at me, frowning at my sudden gesture.

I bring my hand higher on his thigh and feel the material of his jeans tighten under my finger tips. He uncomfortably shifts on his seat and sends me nervous glares while I rub circles with my thumb on his thigh. 

I then grave over his crotch, my palm pressing hard enough on his jeans so create a friction. He coughs to hide his moan and tries to move my hand away while driving.

"Stop" He pleas, his tone slightly shaking but still strong. Being my horny stubborn self, I keep my hand on his pants and move it up and down, creating even more friction.

He groans and holds the steering wheel even hard, his knuckles turning white. I keep my gaze on him, my hand still moving.

Well now he was mad. I like that. And I know exactly where that leads to..

"You're going to regret it if you don't stop" His husky deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

"What are you going to do if I don't?" I whisper in his ear, teasing him. I'm now practically on his lap, only the securety belt preventing me from moving myself over him.

He stays still, his frown never leaving his face. I leave small kisses on his upper jaw, tugging on his ear to tease him even more. My lips can feel the goosebumps on his skin, making me smirk.

we finally stop in front of my building. He parks the car and immediatly gets out and opens the door for me. I could see how turned on and angry he was at me for disturbing his driving, but what can I say? I'm such a tease.