MAEVE HAWTHORN.
A bright light twinkled in the depths of his green eyes and they were observant and serenely compelling, pulling me with each chance they got.
My mind was a total haze and just when I was starting to forget about why the glint in his eyes were there, just when I was bringing myself to get lost in the devilish, magnetic eyes of his, I felt the vibration between my legs.
My pussy clenched so hard that I could feel it clinging to the vibrator, my hand fisted into the car handle even more and my clit throbbed.
His face was deviously close to mine, making my body shiver as his gaze lingered on my body, his gaze lowered soon enough, taking in my nipples as he pinched the one he had between his fingers.
“Enzo!” I’d screamed out before I knew it, my legs were shaking and I knew that it was only a matter of time before I’m squirting everywhere.
It’s only a matter of time before I filled and littered everywhere with my juice. The air conditioner was working perfectly but I still felt hot from within me.
It was as though I was in another realm, a realm where my pain and misery is nothing but fun to Enzo, his lips parted, revealing his perfectly shaped teeth.
“What is it, baby girl?” He asked, his gruff voice pushing me to the edge and making it difficult for me to hold back my orgasm while his hot breath on my face threatened to be my undoing.
His hand slid down, between my legs and my breath hitched, catching in my throat as I struggled to release.
The tip of his fingers were cold and as they moved deeper into my thighs, disappearing between my legs, his eyes became flat, hard but at the same time, filled with passion.
“You’re wet, wetter than when I’d first put the vibrator in you.” He declared with a kind of voice that scared me, the kind of voice that made me think he was mad at me.
It’s not my fault. I didn’t intend to get wet but I keep losing it no matter how hard I try.
I wanted to put these things into words, I wanted to let him know that being so close to orgasm and yet being unable to cum was driving me nuts.
I felt like it was only going to be a matter of minutes before I’m desperately letting my juice wet everywhere but the look in his eyes caused me to kill and bury that thought.
His burning eyes held me still and the amused look he had in them thirty seconds ago had completely vanished, his eyes became pale, like bits of stone.
Enzo slid my panties to the side and grazed my sensitive, tiny clit with his excruciatingly cold fingers and I squealed, an action I regretted because I had no control over the spurt of juice that seeped out of my cunt.
“Oh, you keep elongating your punishment each time you squirt like that, Maeve.” He whispered, eliciting a moan out of me as my eyes rolled so far back that l could feel it at the back of my head.
My throat felt as though it was going to close up, the air in the car became hotter and thicker and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t breathe.
Along with the vibrator going to town on my pussy, Enzo’s finger slipped in and I lost it, I screamed like my life depended on it.
“Sshh, be still, you can’t let anyone see or hear us.” He hushed, his mouth so close to my ear that I could feel each breath as he released them.
My eyes closed tight and my toe curled as I nodded deliriously, my eyes had gotten so laden with unshed tears.
“I-” I breathed, trying to force the words out of my mouth but somehow, they seemed to have gotten stuck there, “I. Will. Be. Still.” I murmured, each word punctuated by my shaky breath.
I had said that but I couldn’t keep still or remain quiet, the vibration of the car, the vibrator in me and the way his fingers moved in and out of my cunt made it difficult to remain still.
I tried to be quiet but my moans grew even louder and more desperate as Enzo pulled away from my ear so that he was looking into my half closed eyes.
“It’s hard for me too, baby girl,” he started, his fingers pumping into me really hard, heavy with urgency as he held eye contact, “it’s hard for me to not fuck you knowing how wet you are, how desperately you want me to fuck you.”
He took my hand in his and I felt a jolt of electricity at his touch, it’s bad enough that he’s this close to me, bad enough that his fingers are pumping into me as hard as this and the way his eyes just kept looking in mine.
The way his eyes held mine like they were searching for something was excruciatingly painful and now, he’s holding my hand like it’s nothing.
He trailed a wet kiss down my arm, feeling the softness of my skin and biting into it gently but it was burning, deliciously distressing.
“Because right now, I’m craving a taste of you. I want to go to that restaurant well-fed because I’ve had all the food and nutrients I want from you.” He leaned into me again, his lips brushing against mine, making me shiver.
Why is he doing this? Is he going to fuck me or not? Will he eat me out or not?
The suspense was killing me. My cheeks burned with desire as my heart raced with anticipation and excitement while I waited for what he was going to do next.
If he’s going to give in to his cravings as much as I’m praying for him to. My body craved his touch in different places, I felt exhausted just waiting for him to do something.
My pussy ached for his cock to fill me up and not just some vibrator and a finger, I wanted him to fuck me right here, in this parking lot, while the car is on.
“I c- I can’t- Fuck me, please.” I begged, the tears that had welled up in my eyes trickled down my cheeks as I begged with desperation.
“You own me,” I breathed shakily, “I want you to show whoever cares to watch that you own me.” I forced the words out of my mouth as I writhed.
“I want to moan your name, I don’t care who is watching.” My eyes burned with the stinging tears that were still making their way out of them as I looked into Enzo’s green dubious eyes.
Excitement filled me as he delivered one heavy thrust into my dripping core, my back arched and I shook. To have him own me, fuck me, to make me moan and scream his name right here and now… it’s thrilling.
“Oh, baby girl.” His whole face spread into a smile, successfully disarming me as he slowly pulled his fingers out of my cunt, wet and drippy.
“I’d do that,” he started, making me watch him as he licked my juice off his fingers, “but that would be too anticlimactic.”