Timeless - Mark Tuan

Chapter 14

His arms are around my waist as I straddle him on his lap, my hands on his scruff, letting my fingers touch the tips of his hair there. 

I can't even control my body anymore. I'm bare from waist up, my skirt riding up my thighs.  I can't stop myself from grinding against his jeans where his hardening member is becoming more obvious. 

The fact that we're in a public parking lot, in the middle of the day, doesn't bother us. Though the windows are tinted, part of the windshield isn't. Luckily, the place is empty except for some other parked cars a bit far from ours. 

His cold fingers contrasting my heated body. I pull off his shirt, putting it on top of mine at the seat where I was. He pulls me back in his embrace, my breasts on his chest. He sniffs my hair and lets the tip of his nose touch my cheek, as he pecks me lightly on the lips. He whispers something I didn't quite get. 

"Huh?" I breathe out as he continues to nibble down my neck. He whispers again though, even softer. I arch my back and moan when he goes to my nipples. His tongue flicking, his teeth biting. I move my hips against him, harder. 

He unbuttons his jeans and I lift myself a bit to allow him to pull his pants and boxers down, freeing his tool that has been struggling under them for quite some time. "You want me in you, don't you?"

"Yes." That comes out without a thought. It's the only thing I want at this very moment. 

"Then let me." His hand goes under my skirt, between my legs, rubbing my now wet panties. 

"Mark." I moan and bite down on his shoulder as he continues to tease me with his skillful fingers. I let out an even louder sound when he moves my panties to the side and he slides his cock inside me with ease. 

"I love it when you say my name like that, baby." 

"Mark." I say it again, starting to move my hips again, making that addicting friction get to me. The electrifying feeling pumps me up and I can't help but moan his name over and over. I press my lips on his to stop me from making any more noise. He parts his lips and his tongue pushes forward, entering my mouth. He lets it play inside, tasting every part, fighting for dominance with my own tongue. 

His hands don't stay idle. They caress every part of my skin, touching, squeezing, arousing me even more. 

I rest my back on the steering wheel and his hands knead my breast, his mouth follows, wetting my breasts and tits before letting his thumb and finger play with them. 

He thrusts his hips forward and I do the same, meeting each and every pump. He holds my hips and pulls me harder. Our bodies making slapping sounds as they come in contact with each other. I grab onto his arms as I feel my juices starting to come out. "Mark. Harder." I bite my lower lip, trying my best to muffle my moans. 

His throaty groans are becoming louder, too. "Fuck, baby." He hisses. He pulls me back to his chest, one arm around my waist and another on my leg, holding me closer to him. Then I feel my insides getting wetter and wetter as I release. 

"Go to the back." He instructs, pushing me gently out of his lap. I obey. Though the car is not really spacious, we both have room enough so I could kneel on the backseat and he goes behind me, one foot on the seat and the other on the floor. 

I reach down between my legs, grabbing his dick and positioning it in my entrance. He comes back inside me, almost immediately ramming hard. 

"You're mine, Arnisa. Only mine." He says, gripping me tight. 

I suddenly tense up at that. All my senses rushing back. It feels like I've been in a trance.  What the hell am I doing? Just then that I realize the situation I am in. I want to break away from him, but he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me in place, not allowing me to move even just an inch.