Addicted to Mr. Wrong

Breathe, baby

Zeke’s POV

Despite her protests, she moans and gasps into my mouth, spreading her legs open for me.

She tastes like sin, hedonistically sweet, and forbidden.

My finger dip into the vast wetness between her thighs. So creamy, so wet, making my c**k twitch hungrily.

Her face is twisted in a pained expression, reeking of need and desperation.

I can see that she’s concentrating her full attention on holding herself back.

Her body is terse. I lower my face to her neck, nuzzling, filling my lungs with her scent.

I brush a finger across her c**t lightly, eliciting a fiery jerk of her body.

She groans, eyes darting to my driver ahead of us. “What about…he’s gonna see us,” she whispers.

“Don’t worry, he doesn’t see a thing. It’s part of his contract agreement, right Xavier?” I return, amused.

"Yes sir," the driver, Xavier, retorts keeping his eyes on the road.

“Still, we can’t….” she whispers hoarsely as my fingers flicker on her c**t.

I nuzzle close to her cheek. “We can do whatever we want in my car, baby,” I return, pushing a finger inside her.

She squirms, making a run for it.

I hold her down, pinning a hand on her thigh to keep her there. “Hold still, princess, don’t run from me now.”

She moans, tensing up, but she stays. Obedient and sweet. My dream girl!

I grin against her lips. “That’s it, baby, just like that.”

She lets out a small moan, throwing her head back against the car seat.

I lean down and run my nose over hers, smelling her.

My greedy fingers thrusts into her, slowly, and then my tempo slowly grows until the squishy sounds of my finger fuckin her fills the car, overpowering the music.

My tempo builds, hungrily. I yearn for more. I want to feel her with my d**k. She is so warm, so tight, so ready for me. All mine!

She tilts her pelvis, thrusting her hips in my direction to meet my fingers half-way.

I can’t stop looking at her. Her pretty face, her stalled breath, hiccupping breathlessly like she’s about to die from all the pleasure.

“Ah, look at you, such a pretty mess!” I mutter, teasingly.

Her body responds to each word. She tightens, gasps, rocks herself.

She rakes her fingers through my hair, muffled groans escaping from her lips.

“Breathe, baby girl. That’s it, just breathe,” I guide her. I can’t have her fainting on me.

I’d never had this kind of reaction before. It’s almost as if this is her first time being touched. She’s starving for it, yearning for it.

A mischievous idea comes to mind. I move away wondering….

What would happen if I just pulled out ---?

She grabs hold of my hand as I slip out of her, nearly in tears. “No, no,” she cries out.

Desperation is written all over her face. Her need is visible. She can’t take this teasing.

For all her attitude, she is hungry for me in a way I did not expect. I thought she’d give me a lot more trouble.

I grin proudly, switching my voice into a mocking, condescending lilt. “Poor baby, use your words, sweetie. What happened to all that attitude?” I tease.

She’s still holding onto my hand, begging. “Please don’t stop, please don’t do this to me.”

My chest constricts. Seeing her so tear-streaked, begging for it, makes my d**k harder than rock.

Oh, she’s going to be a perfect sub. She’s so ripe for punishment. She’s so eager. I couldn’t have molded a better sub myself.

She’s peering at me, begging. “Please don’t do this. I need you.”

I can’t stop the smile on my face. Few minute ago, she was ready to tear my head off for even suggesting this and now ----

She can’t stop begging for it.

“Where’d you want it, baby? Take my hand to where you want it,” I instruct sensually.

She guides her fingers into her wet p***y, hungrily. “Inside me. I want you inside me!” she begs.

Those words ring in my head. I want you inside me. My d**k or fingers? Well, for now, my fingers will do.

I slip one finger in, she reacts. Her legs widening. Then two fingers. She gasps, taking a sharp breath.

“Ah, so greedy,” I grumble.

Her eyes are focused on me, as if she’s scared that closing them would make me stop again

Those eyes hold me captive. They’re gleaming with tears and desire. The big bright circle of blue in them is so attractive.

Does she have any idea how hot she is? Does she have any idea what she’s doing to me? Her eyes, the way they beg; her body, the way she reacts.

Each movement is specifically designed to make me flush with need. My God, I love seeing her like this. So vulnerable, helpless, open, and ever so compliant.

I can’t wait to get her in my bed. I can’t wait to make her mine! Utterly mine! Utterly mine!

The air is crackling with something dangerous and brittle, threatening to break apart.

Finally, three fingers dig into her. She’s falling apart. Her eyes are hooded now.

I stroke deep, my thumb rubbing her c**t. She grips my shirt tight, her nails digging into my skin.

I feel her muscles down there tightening, contracting around my fingers.

“More?” I whisper against her ears, my lips trailing her earlobes.

She jerks, quavering uncontrollably, while bobbing her head enthusiastically. “Yes, please. More please.”

“Show me then. Show me how much you need it,” I command.

“I need you so bad, I’m gonna come,” she sobs.

The music in the car builds to a high crescendo like a storm waiting to burst forth.

I follow its tempo, thrusting faster, harder into her. “Come for me, baby, let go,” I murmur instructions into her ears.

The pressure mounts, a wave gathering inside her. Her breathing intensifies till she’s panting breathlessly.

I don’t let go. “That’s it, baby, come for me. Show me.”

Upon my command, she crashes on my fingers. Her release comes with squirting. She's making a mess of the car and I loved every second of it.

Poor Xavier though. He's gonna have to clean up this mess later. Part of his contract.

She falls into my chest, convulsing uncontrollably.

I hold her steady, f*****g her harder. “Good girl. That’s it, my sweet baby,” I whisper.

She is feral, gripping my shirt tighter.

Breathless, I whispered against her lips. “So, do you want to consider my offer?”

She didn’t even know when the answer left her mouth without hesitation. “Yes.”