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You had been teasing him all night, whether it was squeezing his thigh, or running your foot up and down his leg under the table. You knew he hated to be teased, but you also knew that it would pay off at the end of the night. When the both of you got into the car, he told the driver where to go and then put the partition up. He looked at you, his blue eyes piercing your own through his red tinted glasses, “Did you enjoy what you were doing in there in front of all those people, hm? Gettin’ me all riled up honey?”
You gave him a knowing smirk, turning your head to look out the window, your hand landing on his thigh. At this point he was fed up, “Look at me when I’m talking to you little one.”, his hand grabbing your chin, forcing you to look at him, “Now answer the question.” his hand was still gripping your jaw, his rings cold against your warm skin. He maintained eye contact, his eyes shifting down to your lips once you answered, “Y-yes sir…”
“Mmmhmm” he hummed, his eyebrow raising slightly. That's when you saw his eyes turn dark, his hand leaving your jaw. He faced forward, his legs spread, signature EP glasses sitting on his nose. His hands rested on each one of his thighs, “Get on your knees, little one.” Your eyes went wide, “But E… w-what about the driver?”
“I dont give a damn about a driver, you're mine, and I'll use you no matter who’s listenin’ little one.” He raised his hand, snaking it to the back of your neck, slowly making its way into your hair. He pulled slightly, his hand making a loose fist, you moaned at the slight pull against your scalp, “Now I shouldn't have to ask twice…” You moved to your knees, settling in between his open legs. He removed his white pearl gun from the front of his pants, sitting it on the cushion next to him. You moved to unzip his black velvet pants, unbuckling his black chained belt. He already felt hard under the fabric of his velvet pants. You unzip them, jiggling them past his cock, until it sprang out from its constraints. You started moved your hand to the base of his cock before he stopped you, grabbing your wrist, “Now I better not catch you touchin’ yourself, you don't get to cum tonight unless I say so, you hear me darlin?”
You slowly nod your head, a moan stuck in your throat. He had talked to you like this many times, but the fact that there was now someone listening made it even hotter. You put your hand at the base of his cock, your lips placing a small kiss on his tip, his pre-cum shining on your lips. You lick them, savoring the salty taste of him. He watched you carefully, his blue eyes watching you through his red tinted glasses. You then took his tip into your mouth gently sucking it, his head fell back on the seat, his adams apple bobbing up and down as he groaned. Your hand moved along his shaft, your mouth following it, slowly bobbing your head. “There you go little one, you're doing so good for me baby.” his hand moving to your hair, pushing your head further down, his cock hitting the back of your throat. You slightly gagged, your hand moving to his thigh to push yourself off of his cock. “Uh uh darlin’ where you think you're going, I didn’t say you could move. Move your fuckin’ hand.” he growled, his hand still in you hair keeping your head in place, his cock still down your throat. Your eyes began to water, tears falling down your cheeks as he started to lift his hips. You began to relax your throat, gagging every so often. He did this for a couple seconds before he pulled you off his cock by your hair, the pleasure causing you to moan as you released his cock. You gasped for air, as he leaned down to get close to your face. His hand settling on your throat slightly squeezing, the sensation of hair entering your lungs quickly being slightly cut off. “You like when I use you like this little one? Huh?”
“Yes, sir.” you rasped, his lips curling into his smug smirked, he loved to see you completely fucked out, your eyes glazed over and lips slightly red, your makeup running down your face. He moved the hand that was squeezing your throat to your cheek, his thumb softly stroking your face. He looked at you so lovingly, his eyes still dark, “Do you wanna ride daddy’s cock, keep it warm until we get home little one?” he nodded his head, you nodded with him. “Okay honey, turn around.” You got off your knees, crouching to turn around, the roof of the car grazing your head. He pulled your dress up over your hips, “Oh you naughty girl, no underwear. You wanted this didn’t you?” He spit into his hand, his fingers running through your folds, “Oh Darlin’ you’re already so wet for me. I didn’t even touch you yet.” He slipped two of his long fingers into your heat, slowly moving them in and out, curling them slightly. You moaned, your hands falling on the partition, you were trying so hard to keep your knees from buckling beneath you. You were so starved of his touch you could cum any second, but you knew better than that. He spit into his hand again, stroking his cock. He then entered you with no warning, his cock stretching you so beautifully. “Oh my god.” you moaned, your hands sliding down the partition window. You began to move up and down on his cock, your hands moving to support yourself on his thighs. He grabbed your arms moving them behind your back, his hips starting to move a little faster, his hips starting to pick up their rhythm. His other hand moved to your hair, pulling you head back, your back arching into his lap. “Little one you feel so good, so tight around me.”
“Sir, I-I think I’m gonna cum, can I please cum?”
“I’m right behind you baby, wait for Daddy ok?” you nodded, your mouth too dry to try and speak. He tugged on your hair, “Use your words baby or you won’t cum at all.” he growled.
“Yes daddy, I’ll wait for you.” At that his rhythm began to pick up, his cock beginning to slam into you. He let go of your arms, his hands settling on your hips, helping you to move up and down on his cock. “Daddy, please” you whined, the coil in your stomach starting to break.
“Ok little go ahead, cum all over Daddy’s cock, c’mon.” And with that the coil in your stomach broke. You moaned his name over and over again, like a prayer as he continued to stroke into you. As your walls tightened around his cock, you felt his hot release shoot against your walls, the movement of his hips becoming more erratic. He growled as you grinded on him, his cock still deep inside you.
“Good job baby.” He said reaching around to put his hand on your cheek, guiding your lips to his. He kissed you languidly as your hands ran through his hair and sideburns. You moved to turn around, but he stopped you. “Uh uh little one, you’re gonna stay on my cock until we get home. I’m not done with you yet honey.”