“Ah, Bryce...”
He rubbed me faster, creating sizzling pleasure in me that threatened to burst each second... I was moaning louder and louder, squirming on my seat as we rushed past buildings.
“I’m going to come...”
Without a word, he removed his hand and changed gear, denying me my release.
“Bryce! No.”
His smirk was devilish. “Or maybe I won’t let you come just yet.”
He repeated this once more, this time fondling my breast on his way to my pussy. I was needy and wet, anticipating his touch more than anything. Turning into another boulevard, he returned to my mound, pushing his fingers through my slick folds. I separated my legs wider, allowing him full access as his middle finger reached my hole and probed it.
“You look so sexy,” he muttered, and I glanced at him, finding him looking at me. There was something animalistic in his eyes, something that aroused me badly. I called his name again and again, begging him to let me come, but he never did. His finger fucked me fast, always keeping me too close, and my juices ruined my undies.
He removed his hand when I was so close that I already started convulsing, entering his underground garage.
“Fuck. I need to have you right now.”
Parking his car near the elevators, he rushed out of his car and opened the door for me. Just as I straightened myself up, my dress still raised around my waist, he picked me up and placed my legs around his waist. Our mouths fused, his cock grinding against my throbbing pussy.
“The elevator is private and has a direct access to my place, so no one will disturb us,” he said when we entered it and he pressed the button for the last floor.
It was a long ride, which he used to the fullest. He ground me against him as his hand slid over my waist to my breast. His lips roamed over my neck, his teeth grazing my skin in some places, making me scorching hot. I began moaning loudly when he moved me faster against him, which was too much for my already hypersensitive mound.
“I’m going to come, Bryce... Ah...”
“No, you won’t.” With a smirk, he let me down, breaking our contact, and the doors of the elevator opened. “Come on.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me out into his hallway.
I barely took in the luxurious interior of his penthouse, when he grabbed me and spun me around, slamming his lips against mine. His hand worked fast to take off my dress, leaving me in my bra, panties, and high heels only.
“As much as I love seeing you in this lingerie, I need it off now.”
The next moment, he ripped it off me and stepped back to look at my whole body.
“Jesus. This is exactly how I wanted you. Only in high heels. Perfect.”
He dragged me to his living room and pushed me down to the couch. “So sexy,” he said and spread my legs wide open, kneeling in between them. “And only mine.”
I leaned my head against the back of the couch, grabbing a handful of his hair when he lowered his lips to my breast and took my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh... Don’t
stop, Bryce. Please, don’t stop now.”
“Not this time, honey. I promise.”
His mouth was hot, his tongue sliding across my nipple languidly as his other hand played with my other nipple. I was breathing too fast, unable to stop panting and moaning, thrashing against him.
He moved his mouth over my stomach painfully slowly, his eyes watching my reaction carefully, which brought a slight blush to my cheeks. A pang of pure pleasure spread through me when those lips finally connected with my burning flesh, intensified the very next moment when he began sucking my clit.
“Ah... You’re so good. Yes. That’s it... Just like that...”
I couldn’t stop squirming, pushing his head into my mound that was now throbbing too fast and too hard. After all his teasing, I was more than ready to explode, soaking his face with my juices.
“I’m going to come, Bryce. Don’t stop. I’m so going to come...”
He sucked me quicker, adding one finger into play when he pushed it into my hole, and it was all I needed to come so damn hard.