DONICO
After knowing what Reina tasted like, all I’d wanted ever since was to be buried deep inside her, to never be apart from her, not even for a second.
I was a forty-six-year-old man, yet Reina made feel things I’d never felt before. Not a single woman from my past had ever gotten under my skin the way she did.
Even now, just having her breathing next to in this car was enough to knock the air out of my lungs. Enough to make hard and desperate to sink my cock into her tight, perfect cunt.
"Take off your clothes," I growled, tugging at my shirt and ripping off the top buttons as I pulled into the parking lot.
I didn’t bother checking what the building was. It could’ve been the damn police precinct for all I cared.
"Wait, what?" Reina gasped when I turned off the engine, her eyes widening in shock as she realized I wasn’t joking about fucking her in the car I’d just bought for her—right out in the open.
I knew exactly how I got whenever I was with her. That was precisely why I’d ordered the windows to be tinted—to make sure no one could see us from the outside whenever I decided to claim what was mine, be it in public. And even if they did, I wouldn’t give a damn.
God gave them eyes for a reason. If it wasn’t to witness things like this, then what the hell was it for?
"Right now? Right here?" Reina was still stamring when I pulled my belt free, ready to take out my cock and show her just how painfully hard I was for her—and how badly I wanted to fuck that sweet cunt again.
I knew it hadn’t even been three hours since I last fucked her on her husband’s bed... and then again, in the bathroom, when I had her perfect little mouth wrapped around .
But can you really bla ? Reina was just too damn sexy. I couldn’t help getting hard just by looking at her face.
"Yes, I’m fucking taking you right here in this car," I grunted, my patience wearing thin. "We haven’t christened it yet, after all."
"I don’t care. I’m not having public sex," she pouted then frowned, glancing out the window to check where we were.
Just now, I hated what she was doing. She kept looking everywhere but at , handing her attention to everything that wasn’t mine—and I wanted to punish her for it, harshly.
The more she fixed her gaze out the window, the more she denied those eyes I worshipped... those grey, dangerous pools I loved to watch.
It was like being starved while a feast sat right in front of . My jaw tightened, heat crawling up my spine. I could feel the pulse at my temple thudding with a slow, furious hunger.
I reached for her, rougher than I ant to be, fingers trailing along the side of her face until she turned, startled.
"Look at ," I snapped, voice low and strained. The command was a rasp against her ear; the car humd around us, but all I heard was the ragged drum of my own breathing.
She swallowed, eyes wide, finally eting mine, and the sight of her—vulnerable, startled, resisting—lit sothing cruel and ecstatic in .
I wanted to make her pay for teasing , for daring to refuse even with those tiny, defiant movents of hers. My hand tightened on her thigh, nails pressing through fabric.
The car felt smaller, the world outside a blur; everything narrowed down to her: the way her lips trembled, the flutter of her lashes, the quick hitch in her breath. I leaned in close enough that she could feel the heat of , low words rumbling against her skin.
"You look at now," I promised—part threat, part promise—and the way she shivered told she knew I ant it. "Why do I feel like you’re lying to ? Lying about not wanting to fuck you in here?"
A soft gasp escaped her lips, her mouth parted slightly as she frowned at . "Why would I lie about not wanting to have sex with you in a car, in the middle of the road?"
"Not exactly," I said with a smile, brushing the back of my fingers along her jawline, aching to kiss those pink, pouted lips of hers. "This is a parking lot."
"Does it really matter? People might see us," she groaned, batting her long, dark lashes as she leaned into my touch.
Good girl.
"No, they won’t," I said, my voice dropping to a rasp. "The windows are tinted."
She opened her mouth, the urge to protest lingering on her lips, but before she could say anything to ruin the mont, I grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard through her bra. She let out a soft moan.
"What the..." she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut on their own as she shifted in her seat. "You’re just as thick as it gets."
"I’ll take that as a yes," I smirked, slowly letting go of her and leaning back into my seat. "Now be a good girl and take off your clothes, princess. Daddy’s going to die of blue balls if you don’t get naked right now."
Her breasts heaved up and down as she breathed heavily, and I could see a little dab of wetness begin to form on her pants.
Fuck! She’s so wet for already?
I let my eyes follow the movent of her hands as she tugged at her pants, pulling them free and exposing her long, tan legs.
My gaze dropped to her foot, still clad in heels. My eyes lingered on her toes, and a deep grunt rumbled from my throat. Fuck! I wanted to suck those perfectly manicured toes into my mouth and—shit!
My hand moved to my pants of its own accord. I unzipped my fly and let my cock spring free from its confinent.
"Ahh," I grunted, fisting my cock and stroking it gently so I wouldn’t spill my load before I even got the chance to fuck this sexy woman before .
I dragged my gaze back to Reina—and a throaty sound escaped when I saw her sprawled out on the seat, her clothes already discarded, legs spread apart.
"Spread them wider," I commanded.
Reina did as she was told, and then her silver eyes darted down to my cock.
"I’m really wet," she admitted.
"I can see that... let remove these for you," I said, I was too excited to touch her again that my hands started trembling even before it would t her skin.
She brought her legs closer together as I gingerly pulled her underwear down past her slim legs and to the carpet of the car. I then slowly crawled on top of her, and she scooted back a little just to accommodate .
Without breaking eye contact, I lowered myself down and placed one lavender leg over my shoulder. Then I slowly leaned closer to her crotch, and she gasped as I pressed my mouth against her wet pussy.
She tasted amazing, and I couldn’t help but moan as I licked her clit and the inside of her pussy in slow circles.
Her hand reached out and grabbed my hair, and she moaned as I used my tongue to taste the inside of her. The deeper I went, the harder she panted.
"Oh, fuck," she cried out with her eyes tightly squeezed shut. "I think... I think I’m about to co! Oh, daddy!"
"No," I growled as I ca up for air. "You won’t co until I fucking tell you to. You don’t get to co until I fuck you with my cock."
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