Sexy Domain

Sexcapade 8 – Getaway Car

“Hi, I’m Seth.” The woman turned around and smiled at the man by her side.

“Hi, I’m Tiffany, Jessica’s cousin.”

“Yeah, figured. Royce told me I would be walking with her cousin.”

“Oh, yeah, so you’re Royce’s cousin too.” They shared a chuckle and then both looked away. “Are you close to Royce?” she finally asked.

“Yeah, we all grew up together; he’s only a few years older than me. What about you? Close with Jessica?”

“For the most part. I’m the youngest of the cousins, so I was more of a tag-along, but over the last few years, we’ve gotten closer. She was there when my ex broke up with me, well; she saw it all so she was the shoulder I needed to cry on.” She wasn’t sure why she opened up about it, but she didn’t regret it. His smile drew her in and she could easily see why Jessica said he could have any woman he wanted. He was gorgeous, with those sharp, deep blue eyes that reminded her of skies before a storm back home, and those dimples that called to her, and those arms, oh they were just perfect for her in the muscles department. And standing next to his 6’2 frame, she felt short, even with her heels. She knew she would be the envy of every woman when they walked down the aisle, but she was certain that’s as far as it would go too.

“Well, he’s an i***t. Who would dump someone like you?”

“You don’t know me, Seth.” He shrugged but once more grinned.

“You’re beautiful, have a wonderful smile, and from what I can see, some killer legs; all of which are pluses in my book.” She laughed, she didn’t mean to, but she couldn’t stop it either. It had been a while since anyone flirted with her and even though it was simple in nature, it felt good.

“I’ll have to remember to wear my killer heels tomorrow for you then.”

“Do they make your legs look good?”

She leaned over, cupped her mouth with her hand, and whispered, “They make my legs look even better than these do.” She pulled back as he licked his lips, his eyes traveling over her once more and he had to nod.

“In that case, Tiffany, make sure you wear something sexy under that dress tomorrow, just in case there’s more that happens at the reception than just dancing and drinking.” She couldn’t help the blush that stained her cheeks after that comment. Not that she believed him actually; he could have any woman and she had seen some of Jessica’s friends, they were gorgeous and she knew she didn’t hold a candle to them, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t enjoy his flirting, or that she wouldn’t flirt back.

“For you, Seth, I’ll make sure to wear that sexy, red lace thong I have.” She paused and took his arm as they lined up to walk down the aisle. “That is, of course, if you promise to take it off with your teeth.”

He leaned down close to her ear and she felt the breath on her neck, “Red is my favorite color and you have my promise, I’ll do something with them.” She ducked her head at his comment, trying to keep her focus on the instructions that the wedding planner was giving them.

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“I saw you flirting with Seth.” Tiffany looked up at she helped Jessica in the bathroom before she walked down the aisle and lifted a brow. “Oh don’t give me that. There is a reason we paired you up, and it wasn’t just because we thought you two would look great together for the pictures.”

“You want me to date him?”

“No, I want you out of your funk. Sometimes, Tiffany, I see you more as my little sister than I do my own sister. And I didn’t like seeing you after that asshole pulled that stunt and I think having someone like Seth to even hang with would be nice for you.” Tiffany shook her head as she helped Jessica stand up and fixed her dress along with her veil.

“I think you are a sly devil, Jessica.” Jessica gave her a wink and Tiffany walked out and took her spot beside Seth, who smiled down at her.

“I was worried about the color schemes that Jessica and Royce came out with, but that burnt orange against your skin tone makes you look all the more stunning.”

“Are you trying to make me blush before you lead me down the aisle?”

“Maybe or maybe I’m just trying to give you some of the naughty thoughts I had in my mind all night long. Like taking that little red number you’re wearing off with my teeth and then eating you out over and over.” Tiffany opened her eyes wide as she stared at him. He only shrugged and smirked and she shook her head. She had to admit, he did a damn good job of transferring those thoughts because now she had so many naughty images and she would have to struggle to make sure they weren’t displayed on her face.

“What makes you think I wore it after all?” He glanced around; making sure no focus was on them.

“Maybe I’m not thinking so much as hoping. The thought of seeing that ass in a thong and having those long-ass legs wrapped around my hips gave me a massive hard-on all night long and I was really hoping you’d let me have some of these naughty thoughts become a reality.” They started the procession and she looked up at him, a smirk tugging at her own lips.

“Depends on the type of boy you’ll be later on.”

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Tiffany laughed as she danced with the girls in the group. Jessica was right, she had been in a funk, and she needed out. She glanced over her shoulder at Seth, who had been watching her. He sure wouldn’t be a bad f**k to have for the night and she would imagine that it would help her out of her problems pretty fast.

When the song came to an end, the group split up and she made her way to the bar, an extra sway in her step as she walked up to him. Her hand rested on his shoulder and he glanced down at her, a drink in hand. He offered it to her and she took it, smiling all the more as she sipped it.

“Dance with me?” she asked and he nodded, sat their drinks down, and then took her hand and led her on the dance floor right as some Latin song came on. His hands grabbed her hips as he held her close and she could easily feel the hardness through his pants, not that she minded that. She slide her hands up his arms to wrap around his neck as she pressed her body against his as they rubbed against each other to the beat of the song.

“You got moves, Tiffany.”

“So do you.” He pulled her even closer as his hands traveled over her hips to cup her ass. “You’re also very hard.”

“I told you I’ve been hard. And watching you on the floor, shaking that f*****g perfect ass has made me even harder.” She made sure to slip her leg between his legs and rub her thigh against his hardness, smirking as he groaned. “f**k, you are a tease.”

“Mmm, maybe not.” She pressed a little harder before stepping back, not caring if anyone saw them leave. “Come with me.” She took his hand, walked out of the hall, through the front doors, and straight to the car in front of the walkway, the car’s sleek red lines matching her thong perfectly.

“We can’t, that’s their getaway car,” Seth told her.

“Then we get to taint it before they do.”

“You are a bad girl.” He didn’t give her a chance to respond as he pushed her against the car and kissed her, his hands roaming along her back and down to her ass, cupping it and hauling her against him once more. She moaned against her lips as she dug her fingers in his hair, the kiss hard and passionate. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him, rubbing her soaked p***y against his hardness. f**k, they were both ready.

He walked to the hood of the car and laid her down, unhooking her legs from around him as he bent over her. He broke the kiss, a smirk on those lips as he ran his hands along her hips and thighs, pulling the dress upward. He shifted, spreading her legs wider as he disappeared beneath the skirt of her dress. She felt his breath over her thighs and then felt a lick at her p***y through her thong and her hips jumped off the hood. He moaned as he smelt her and pulled the thong off with his teeth, taking them off the rest of the way.

“God damn, Tiffany, you’re so f*****g wet.” His finger ran over her p***y before his tongue pushed in there and she cried out, loudly. He lifted his head, looked around to make sure they were alone, and then stuffed the thong into her mouth. “You have to be quiet; we are in public, gorgeous.” Without warning, or without her nodding, he went back down, licking her fast and hard. She moaned around the material in her mouth, tasting herself, and she could feel herself get wetter. Her hands dragged through his hair and yanked with every swipe of his tongue.

She had no clue when his tongue stopped and his finger went in, but she just knew she could feel his tongue on her c**t and she was seeing stars. He added another finger and urged her on, climbing that mountain and not giving her warning as she fell over the edge, coming hard on his tongue and fingers. She moaned again and lifted her head to look at him as he stood up, wrapping her legs that easily felt like jello around his waist and walked to the back of the car.

He fumbled with the door handle, taking a moment to yank it up open, and managed to climb in with her still around him. He quickly undid his pants and pulled his hard d**k out. She eyed it, her thumb rubbing over his soaked tip before she took it, and moved herself to slide down on him. He cried out into her neck and removed the thong from her mouth.

“I want to hear you cry out in here babe as you f**k me hard from on top.” She looked down at him as her hands held onto his shoulders while her hips rocked against his.

“f**k Seth, yes, like that. f**k you’re thicker than I’ve had and it feels so good.” She tilted her head back as she leaned back and gasped. That spot, that angle, had him hitting her glorious spot and she couldn’t even speak. She rocked faster, harder, the stars turning to spots before her eyes. The pleasure that was rolling through them was unmatched like never before.

“Oh f*****g hell, Tiffany, if you keep that up, that pace will kill me. God damn, I’m so close.”

“f**k, so am I. s**t Seth, I can’t even think.” He licked and nipped along her neck as he started pushing up to meet her thrust for thrust. And with his d**k buried to the hilt, his lips and teeth sucking at her pulse point, her arms wrapped around him, and their cries echoing in the car, they both came hard. She collapsed against him, his arms holding her tightly as they leaned against the back seat.

“f**k, Tiffany, that may be the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Royce will kill me if he knew I used the car before he did.” She grinned as she pulled back and gave him a soft kiss.

“Let’s go so they don’t question us.” She slid off of him while he fixed his pants and climbed out of the car. He held out his hand to help her out and she took it, her other hand holding out for her underwear.

“Oh no,” he said as he stuffed them in his pocket, “those are mine to keep for the night.”

“Seth, I need them!” He laughed, took her left hand, and placed a kiss on the place where he could see a one carat diamond engagement ring that would be from him, something he never thought he’d see.

“No, you don’t. I also hope no one decides to taint our Getaway Car.”