Seduce & Destroy - Page 105

“You.” She confirmed and loosened the grip on my lips, shifting instead to softly squeeze my clit between her fingers.

“You’re killing me.”

She grinned, wickedly and reached up for a hot kiss on my jaw. “Karma.” She cocked her head to the side.

I laughed. The strength in my arms was waning, so I pressed my body on top of hers, trapping her hand between us and I rocked against it. Sharp flashes flit in and out of my vision as the wave of pleasure rose in my core.

She pinched my clit again and I jumped up on my elbows. I could’ve come right there and then, but delayed gratification was now my game.

Circling my arms around her waist, I lifted us into a seated position. Our mouths level, I kissed her with bruising pressure and no less desperation.

I pushed Laney’s back into the door, moving myself between her legs, so that I had a clear sight of her glistening pussy. She groaned at the impact, but as soon as my mouth latched onto her clit, there wasn’t even an air of complaint.

“Go slow,” she said between deep breaths.

I wasn’t sure I could promise it, though, I was yearning to make up for lost time, but her wish was my command. Moving my tongue from her entrance to her clit, I teased her relentlessly with the slowed laps of hot saliva I was spreading over her pussy. She keened and keeled at each stroke on her clit. I kept a regular tempo and soon, her body convulsed into a mounting orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes,” She fisted her fingers into my hair and pulled me up to focus only on sucking her clit, and I sucked extra hard. Just for her.

Her body seized in pleasure. A groan stuck in her throat released in slow bursts as her hips bucked repeatedly before her come down.

I kissed her clit, then kissed her on the mouth, showing her how sweet she truly tasted.

“Hmmmm,” she hummed, seemingly satisfied, but when she opened her eyes again, they were anything but satiated. She pounced on me, pushing me to lay down on the seats.

Grabbing hands found my breasts and squeezed mercilessly. Her mouth found mine, trading spit as she continued to knead my breasts. The rain had evaporated off our bodies, all that remained was burning skin, itching with the need to be touched.

She laid on top of me with all her weight, one leg between mine, where her thigh rubbed at the outer skin of my pussy. Not close enough. Her hands explored all that she could reach, then she grinded her hips into my lower stomach hard, placing pressure on my bladder.

I groaned loud, thankful that there was only the forest around us. Her breasts hung in my face as she writhed her body into mine, and I bit the outer boob. She flinched but didn’t slow her pace for a second.

The world fell away when she peeled her skin from mine and slid a hand between our bodies to fiddle with the sensitive folds of skin around my clit. Her eyes were on mine as she teased me. My eyelids fluttered, imploring her to give me the touch that I craved.

She revelled in the control, I could tell from her cruel smile. “Patience.” She mouthed. Bitch.

I lifted my hips to add pressure to her touch. It was fruitless, she instead, moved her fingers away from my most sensitive spot to my entrance. She penetrated her fingers into me to coat them until they glistened.

“So wet.” She said in a new kind of wonder. Taking her fingers out of me, she spread the moisture from my entrance to my clit to my lower stomach.

It was dirty but so hot.

My heart threatened to skip a beat when she brought her soaked fingers to her mouth and licked them clean, before she inserted them into me again. She hit my clit again, but instead of her mouth, she brought them to her entrance. Mixing moisture.

When she sucked her fingers a second time, she brought her mouth to mine intertwining our tongues in a dance and returned her fingers to my clit where she drew light circles on it.

I struggled to breath. She was too hot. Too perfect. Too perfect for me.

Her body aligned with my side, wrapping her legs around one of my legs and spreading my legs further apart. She kept up a steady swirl on my clit and I writhed beneath her. Hair tickled my shoulder from her leaning over me slightly to watch her fingers work my pussy into a sore mess.

The heat from her pussy created a staining wetness on my upper thigh from where she had my leg wrapped between hers. She made small shifts to rub herself on me as she rubbed me.

Soon, a blistering heat formed in my gut and erupted in shakes and bumps as Laney made me explode in ecstasy. My body constricted as I rode the wave of my orgasm all while she kept up the circular motion on my clit. It rocked the car.

When I could finally breathe normally again, the rocking of the car hadn’t ceased. I looked to my side. Laney grinded her forehead into my shoulder as her hips clashed into my thigh until she rode out the eventual climax, I hadn’t even noticed in my blissed out state.

I pushed air out of my lungs after a moment and kissed Laney on the top of her head. In all my life, I knew that most people were temporary, so I never wished for more than sex from them. It took too long for me to realise how foolish that thought was. Nothing was better than holding a source of happiness in your arms and knowing that it could stay. She could stay. She’s mine.

A moan morphed into a sigh. I felt her body relax into mine. This was perfect and I was so overcome that I could only think of one thing to say. “Thank you.”