The car was hot, humid, the cramped space filled with gasps, grunts, and moans. Your body was thrown over kylos lap, his muscled arms holding you tightly as he kissed you, gasping into your mouth.
He tasted like ice cream, as well as you. You could smell his rich and lavish cologne. His hands were needy, gripping at every inch of skin he could find on you, hunger crawling in his throat for the lost time.
Your hands laced between locks of his long and raven hair, tugging at it as you grind your hips down, purposely rubbing yourself against the crotch of his tented trousers. You couldn't get enough of him.
He was quick to peel off the t-shirt you had been wear, fingers eagerly tugging your breasts free from your bra, the calloused pads of his fingers rolling and pinching at the sensitive coral buds.
His lips move to suck at your throat, voice deep in your ear. "I fucking missed this." He hisses, teeth nipping at your sensitive skin.
"Did you miss me? Did you miss my cock?" He grunts, snapping his hips up into you as a strives for more friction.
You barely squeaked out a 'yes' as his lips trailed over your skin, fingers prodding at your pebbled nipples. You let out a small cry into the crook of his neck, cunt dripping for him inside of your panties.
His hands swiftly tugged at the waistband of your jeans, the course fabric scratching your skin as he forced it down. He quickly shoved his large hand into your panties, fingers searching for that right spot.
"Fuck," he began, "so wet for me, Angel." He chided.
When his fingers find your clit, your head is thrown to the side, back arching. Your face pinched in pleasure, his big hand working feverishly inside the lace of your panties. Nerve endings explode within your chest.
"Oh god," you whimper, "D-Don't stop, Kylo, please." You add, burying your face into the crook of his neck as you began to grind down on his hand.
Rocking yourself against his hand, the car begins to grow even more humid, fog starting to collect on the tinted windows of his Porsche. His body was cramped under yours, sheens of sweat collecting on each other's exposed skin.
You could start to feel your high building, whimpers and moans leaning you. Kylo could feel your cunt fluttering on his fingers, his hand quickly tugging away just as you began to peak.
You watch as his large hand moves from your panties to the zipper on his trousers, fingers swiftly tugging it down as his red boxers become exposed. He wastes no time pulling his tented and straining cock free.
He takes your hand, guiding it to grip the purple-red pulsing length, a long groan leaning him. "Fuck, just like that Angel, you know what to do..." he trails off, husky voice caught in his throat.
You tried to hide the expression you made as you began to tug at his hard cock. After spending so long without him, you had forgotten how big he actually was. But you still tried your best, your palm twisting and pulling.
You sat straddled back on his waist, his thick thighs under yours. You could feel the muscles tensing, his cock twitching in your fist as he drew in sharp breaths through his lungs. You could tell he was needy, beginning to grow impatient.
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HARD CANDY - Kylo Ren.
Fiksi Penggemar" Loving him was bittersweet, like a hard candy. Sweet to the taste, hard to the bite." Fresh out of college and working as a waitress, you had given up on men after a series of shitty hookups and failed romances. When your sugar baby friend...
