sex with me | pt 1

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Robyn

I unbuckled my seat belt and rolled over to the drivers seat, straddling Jac's lap. I swear, he can only make me feel good. Sexually, emotionally, physically and mentally, he makes me feel alive and beautiful. He's attractive too, hard to not want. His every word, the mix of aggression and mild-mannerism, makes me want him more.

"Strip."

That was the last of his voice. Nothing else was spoken, but actions speak louder than words.

Being a good noodle, I did what Daddy told me, discarding of my clothes layer by layer. He then picked me up and tossed my naked body over to the back seat. He turned off the car and got out.

His car seemed average sized at first, but chilling, laying across the back seat naked seemed to open it up a little bit in here, you know ?

He opened up the back seat door, and climbed in, hovering over me. He had taken his shirt off, so his very masculine upper body was exposed. Without much thought, I ran my hand down his chest, and traced his abs with a single finger.

He lifted my chin, so I was face to face, eye to eye with him. I could feel his even breath, and I'm pretty sure he could feel mine. Not even moments later, our lips made contact. His lips were large and damn near edible.

As my tongue glides across his bottom lip, asking for entrance, Jacques decides to bite the tip of my tongue. It hurt, but it was sexy. I let out a quiet moan. Even though he might not have heard it, he more than likely felt it.

He let my tongue go, and met it with his tongue. They wrestled for a bit, both tongues eager to win, yet neither successful. Slowly, but surely, his body relaxed and laid on top of mine. I'd think he'd feel weird laying on top of a naked body with pants on but hey, that's Jacques.

He broke the kiss, and licked his lips. I swear, it was already like Niagara Falls down there, I guess he's just trying to make Niagara fall again.

He took my titties into his hands, mushing and playing with them.

"They're pretty." He complimented, in a deep, sinful voice. I contemplated on responding, saying thank you ruin things, I could've laughed but that would've ruin shit too.

Before I could even think of what to say, Jacques was tracing my nipple with his tongue. The feeling was warm and wet, but somehow sent chills down my spine. He then started sucking on them like a baby sucks on a pacifier. He was really trying to breast feed himself or some shit. Felt mighty fine though.

I let out a moan.

"That's what Daddy likes to hear." Jacques speaks again. He pushes himself off of me and stares me down. His eyes trailing from eye level to as far down as he could physically look from the position he was in.

He then pushes my legs open, and holds them over my head with one hand. His other hand makes contact with my lowkey region, massaging my clit.

"Shiiiitttt Jacques." I spoke lowly, before biting my lip.

"You like that mama?" He asked. I nodded, trying hard to keep from moaning again.

"Nah, nah, nah, you know Daddy likes to hear you," he reminded in a whisper. I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, he pushed two fingers inside of me.

"Fuuuuuck." I moaned, aloud this time. He pumped, slow and deep.

"Let's try this again, you like that baby girl?"

"Mmmm," I nodded, "yes Daddy, I like that."

The stroke of his two fingers got harder and faster. While pumping in and out of my lower region, he managed to massage my clit with his thumb.

My breathing got faster, and my body started to tremble causing me to sweat a bit. As I began to near my climax, my eyes rolled to the back of my head and my lips parted. I tried to grabbed hold of anything within reach, nothing. Somehow though, I was able to eventually take hold of the car seat.

"Shiiiiiiit," I hollered.

"Hold it." He commanded against my ear lobe.

"Fuck, I caaaaan't. Shit, I'm bout to cum, I'm bout to cum." I whined, shaking uncontrollably.

He speed up the pace one last time. My walls tightened around Jacques' fingers and before I had the chance to think, I released my juices all over his hand. I took a breath.

He didn't hesitate in licking it off of his fingers, and leaving my dripping pussy spotless.

"Drive home, we're not done." I told him.

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Heyyy,

So this is back up lol. Um, I'm terrible at sex chapters, I really laughed at myself the whole time trying to write this. My apologies if it's ass. But um, welcome back.

*excuse typos*

Adriana 💛

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