Sugar and Spice / l.h ✔️

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~Maeve's POV~

Luke hauled open the back door to his car and ushered me in first, slipping his way in after me. I pressed against the opposite door and eyed him as he slammed the door and then flitted his gaze to meet mine. I was unsure what to do, being that I'd never done this.

A little grin formed on his handsome face and he leaned over, grasping the front of my dress to tug me towards him, his lips meeting mine in a frenzied kiss. I gasped softly and placed a hand on his thigh, leaning further into him as I kissed him deeply. His hands wandered down my back until he grabbed my butt, yanking me over into his lap. My chest smushed up against his, a low moan slipping from his lips as I straddled him and pressed my hips against his. Goosebumps rose on every inch of my skin when I felt his erection under me, showing just how eager he really was.

"You feel that, Maeve? You make me so fucking hard." He groaned, nipping my bottom lip. I wiggled down against him and moaned at how big he felt even through his pants, his tongue slipping into my mouth. Our kiss was sloppy and wet, but not in a bad way. It was just filled with desire, his palms groping at my backside as his tongue stroked and teased mine. By now, I was just as turned on as him, feeling my panties get wetter as I rocked against him gently. "Fuck, that's it." He murmured in encouragement, pressing me down against him firmer. I moaned against his lips and threaded my fingers through his hair, pulling it softly.

All of the sudden, Luke was swearing colorfully against my lips before he broke away, panting as he gave me a look that told me he was done waiting. "Up, blondie, and turn around." He demanded, ushering me off his lap.

Scrambling to get up, I had to awkwardly hunch over between his legs, not wanting to hit my head against the roof as I leaned over the console between the front seats. I waited patiently, hearing a little shuffling behind me, but then nothing happened. Still, I decided to just wait a little bit longer.

Right as I was getting rather impatient, I felt his hand yank my dress up over my butt and then pull my panties down my thighs until they were around my knees. I gasped as he plunged two fingers into me, gripping onto the back of the seats in front of us. "So fucking wet for me. You're dripping, fuck." He groaned, then pulled his fingers out, leaving me with an empty feeling that made me whimper in need. I knew he heard it because he chuckled lowly and gripped my thigh. "What's the matter, Mae?" He hummed, and I whined as I arched for him. "You're the one who was being all handsy inside and now you're teasing me!" I complained, pouting as I glanced at him over my shoulder.

My eyes widened when I saw he already had unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pushed them down just enough to get his member out. And he was just lazily stroking himself with one hand, his bicep flexing as he peered up at me.

Wetness gathered between my legs and I clenched my thighs tightly, beyond turned on at the sight of him touching himself. His lips twitched up when he noticed my reaction and he cocked his head to the side slightly, forcing my thighs apart as he tightly gripped the base of his length. "You like watching me touch myself, don't you? Does it turn you on?" He teased, blue eyes glinting with mirth and cruel playfulness. I whimpered and nodded weakly, my core aching to be filled. "Please. I can't wait." I begged, digging my nails into the seats.

Luke grinned wickedly and he ignored my plea, releasing my thigh to focus on himself, my thighs trembling as I watched him slowly and gently squeeze his balls with one hand. "Luke!" I whined, not missing the way he smiled slightly as he lulled his head back into the seat and chuckled breathlessly.

"Don't bother, blondie. I'm gonna let your pussy drip and throb while you watch me stroke my cock. And when I decide I'm ready, I'm gonna pull you down on my cock and you're gonna get fucked hard." He murmured.