~Gabriella’s POV~
I’m not sure what this man is up to but fuck it, I’m game. He began unbuttoning his shirt just before he began driving. My cheeks began to flush. The heat radiating from my cheeks reached all the way to my core. I couldn’t stop myself from rubbing my hands all over his chiseled muscles. Did I add that this dude continues to drive me insane to this day? To be honest, I have no regrets about the night he taught me how to have sex at that hotel. He looked at me with lust in his eyes as I fixed my gaze on him.
“Are you planning on driving without a shirt on?”
“Can you tell me how we’re going to get into trouble with my shirt on?”
“What are you up to, Mr. Hills?”
“You haven’t seen anything, have you? We’re heading out on a road trip.”
My mouth dropped open. He punched the throttle pedal and got behind the wheel. God, he oozed with a ferocious gaze and a ravenous stare. His chiseled jawline was carved with the look of longing and need.
Is he going to fuck me while we’re on the road? But this is wrong. But the prospect of it makes me happy. As the car began to climb the highway, I gazed at the Greek god who was driving both me and the car insane. I locked my gaze on his azure blue eyes for a long time, his muscular arm. The way his chest wobbled when he drove the car: these were all things that stood out. The way his cock bulged within those pants. What a sight! I wish I could touch him. I shuddered at the prospect of sucking him in the car while he drove.
“Gabriella!” a stern voice yelled out, jolting me back to reality. His voice echoed throughout the car. I went completely stiff as I thought I was actually saying what I was thinking aloud. My veins are alight, and my heart leaps into my throat at the possibility of fucking and sucking him while he drives. His deep voice awoke something within me. His chest was heaving and falling as he gazed at me for a moment before returning his gaze to the road.
“Take your clothes off.”
“What!” I exclaimed.
“Take. Off. Your. Clothes.” My pupils dilated.
Is it really Javier’s intention for me to be naked in the car on a road trip? He leaned in closer and kissed me passionately. His gaze is fixed on me at all times. Because he was no longer looking where he was going, I began to unbutton my blouse. While driving, he couldn’t take his eyes off of me.
I caught a glimpse of flames and a burn in his eyes, which screamed hunter. As his chest trembled up and down, which caused my pussy to begin pounding beyond my imagination. My husband, on the other hand, simply smiles at me. He is truly transforming me into a wild fox at the moment. As I continued unbuttoning my blouse, I shivered. He didn’t bulge. He didn’t even turn to look in the direction he was driving. His eyes piqued my interest even more, as he began touching my exposed skin while I proceeded to unbutton the blouse gently. The blouse, to be precise. Goosebumps began to form in each spot where he fixed his gaze. As I unbuttoned the final button, I trembled in my seat. He clenched his teeth and stared at the road before returning his gaze to me.
He leaned in closer, his soft lips grazing my cleavage. He kissed every exposed area of my cleavage and then licked between my boobs. He then returned his gaze to the road and me.
“Are you ready for the adventure, Mrs. Hills?” I gave a nod.
He reclined back in his seat and began unbuckling himself, all the while controlling the car with his other hand. He adjusted his seatbelt and sat with his legs apart. He was driving and unzipping his slacks with his free hand. He nibbled the inside of his bottom lip.
“I want to take you. I want to cram my cock inside that sweet, curvaceous pussy that gave me children. But for the time being, I’d like to see the pussy that gave birth to those naughty, gorgeous children of ours.” I bit my lower lip. Fuck! He’s speaking in a fatherly tone. And when Daddy speaks, Mommy must listen.
I unfastened the final button on my blouse, revealing only my bra.
With his free hand, he reached out and massaged my boobs. I let out a loud gasp. I took one of his fingers and began sucking it as if it were his dick. He leaned back and concentrated on the road. As he drove, the car roared down the highway, making my heart pound with each revolution.
“Take off your panties.” I smiled as he snarled. My tongue lunges forward to moisten my lips. “Gabriella, show me that wet pussy that gave me children.” He purrs softly.
His eyes were ablaze with fire. “Show me how ready that pink little cunt is for me.”
I whimpered as the sensation of his strong words rumbled through me. I was horny as fuck. I shifted in my seat to face him and slowly drew down my lace thong for him. I eventually removed my silky lace thong and tossed it in his direction. He grabbed it with his mouth. He took it out of his lips and began sniffing it.
Fuck! He snarled.
I leaned against the door, my legs parted for him. I bit my lower lip.
“Are you pleased with what you see, Mr. Hills?” I gurgled and cooed. Javier pressed lustfully on the gas panel. I grinned as I watched his face light up with lust and his hands tighten to a knuckle grasp on the wheel.
Fuck! Gabriella!
He hissed as he sniffed my thong.
“Don’t forget, Mr. Hills, you’re still driving,” I murmured seductively.
“What are your thoughts about my pussy, Mr. Hills?”