Kristian
Fuck, fuck, fuck. This was not how I wanted the evening to play out, but I couldn’t deny the forced proximity and threat of being discovered added a new level of excitement that my attraction to Bianca most certainly did not need. She was addictive and though the sensible portion of my brain screamed at me to reconsider, I knew what my primal side was about to do.
“Javier? I’m due on an important, confidential call. I was hoping to make it back to the hotel before I, uh—” I caught Bianca’s eye. “Had to take it.”
The beautiful brunette’s cheeks grew pink as she connected the dots and realised I meant to go through with our plans for the night, regardless of location. She grinned at me with that smile that got my heart pumping and stroked a stocking–clad foot up the back of my calf. Bianca was game – not that I was surprised by that – and my nerves blended with my lust. It was intoxicating. Never had been so hungry and desperate for someone as I was for Bianca.
“Not a problem, Mr Wright,” Javier, the driver, replied. “I will keep the hatch closed. Feel free to use the intercom if you need anything in the meantime.”
Bianca and I fought to keep our eyes off one another as we waited for the barrier between us and the driver to rise. As soon as it clicked into place, she was up on her knees, cautiously clambering towards me.
“A condom?” she laughed, hooking her leg over me before sitting in my lap and kissing me. “He said anything, right?”
“I’ll concede to messing around with you, but I’m not fucking you in the back of the team car,” I muttered between kisses, hands already all over Bianca’s body.
“Yes, you are,” she replied with an easy confidence that made me laugh.
“Oh, you’re certain about that?” I cocked my brow.
“Mm–hmm.” Bianca peppered soft kisses over my cheek and down to my jaw. “I want you, and I always get what I want.”
“God, you’re such a fucking brat,” I growled, snatching her face in my hand and kissing her roughly. “What happened to being good?”
“It got old.” She paused. “Although apparently old is my thing now, so—” Bianca squealed as I jabbed my fingers into her ribs.
“Ssh, keep it down,” I chastised, my lips curving into a smile. I hastily unbuckled myself from my seat belt and shifted Bianca’s weight in my arms until I could scoot nearer to the edge of the seat. My fingers found the zipper at the back of her dress, and I tugged it down, just enough to loosen the material and free her breasts. Still attached at the mouth, I grabbed one in each hand, massaging them and tweaking her nipples. A shudder rippled down Bianca’s body and she writhed in my lap. I hadn’t touched her yet, but I already knew I’d find her flesh wet and wanting. My cock pulsed against the tight material of my suit trousers. Fuck, I wanted her so badly. My mind raced with memories of how herbody felt pressed against mine, her soft moans in my ear, the taste of her pussy…
I gathered Bianca up in my arms, turning and shoving her from my lap until she was laying on her back, splayed out across the leather seats of the car.
“Keep quiet,” I instructed her, voice barely above a whisper as I pulled her underwear down. Bianca lifted her hips and brought her legs together, helping me slip them from her. I discarded them into one of the foot wells, my attention fixed between Bianca’s thighs as she spread them eagerly. Just as I had expected, she was glistening with arousal, her pussy pink and swollen. I couldn’t trust myself to speak, so instead just leant in and licked her slowly. A strangled moan escaped her, though she hastily smothered it with her hand and Bianca’s head fell backwards, legs shaking. This wasn’t going to last long, but perhaps that was a good thing given the circumstances. As I continued to lick her, Bianca rocked her hips up to me.
“That’s so fucking good,” she whispered. “Keep going, just like that.” A hoarse moan slipped from her. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come.”
Already? I’d better make it worth it.
Being careful not to slow my pace or jostle her, I brought my fingers to her entrance, teasing her with them. Bianca’s thighs trembled ever more violently.
“Yes, yes!” she gasped, still whispering. “Push your fingers in and call me your good girl.Please!I can’t take it.”
Neither could I. Without a moment’s hesitation I slipped my ring and middle finger inside her. I’d barely managed to get them fully seated before Bianca tensed up and grabbed a fistful of my hair. Her pussy clenched around my digits, fluttering and twitching as she came.
“Mm, that’s it. You’re a good girl for coming so quickly for me,” I groaned, slowly pumping my fingers in and out as Biancacontinued to writhe and shake. I wasn’t sure what it was about this situation that made me lean so heavily into the ‘good girl’ play – it had never been a kink of mine before, but I supposed I’d also never fucked a gorgeous subordinate who was so much younger than I was before either. It seemed to roll off the tongue so naturally around Bianca, and it was a real bonus knowing she was getting off on it too.
Bianca allowed me to fuck her with my fingers a moment longer before pushing me away and snapping her thighs shut. Her dark eyes locked with mine as she swept her hair out of her face.
“Get that amazing cock out.”
She wasn’t asking and I wasn’t about to be refusing. I sat back in the car seat whilst I wrestled with the flies of my trousers. I tugged them down, just enough to free my hard–on, but before I had the chance to ask what Bianca had in mind, she leant over me and sucked the head into her mouth.
“Fuck,”I groaned, my head falling back against the headrest.
“Keep quiet,” Bianca replied, her tone mimicking mine from where I’d told her the exact same thing just moments before. “Does it feel good?” I watched her swirling her tongue around the tip and my cock jerked, answering for me. Bianca smiled briefly before dipping to take me deeper, head bobbing up and down.
Somehow, I wasn’t surprised that Bianca was good at giving head. She was nothing if not passionate and enthusiastic in all aspects of her life and this was no different. I gathered her hair up in my hands and gently guided her, aiding her sucking by rocking my hips up to her.
“Can you take it any deeper?” I asked her, voice rough. Bianca didn’t falter for a moment, humming around her mouthful of me in agreement as she allowed me to push her down a little further.Just as I thought I was about to lose my mind, she coughed and spluttered, snapping me back to reality.
“Careful, gorgeous. You don’t need to take it any further than you’re comfortable with. It feels fucking—” I simply groaned, voicing my appreciation.
