Hey love! Can you pls do a smut where they f*ck in one of his cars? Like it first starts of with her teasing him and then she rides him sumthin like that hihihi ty<333
Desperate
smut! oral (f), exhibition-y, maybe a little degradation. enjoy!
Desperate - probably a word overused in these situations but no other describes how you feel right now. The aching between your legs has grown to consume your entire body now, your breathing heavy and shallow. All you can think about is having him inside of you, pounding you into submission as you scratch your nails down his back and whine uncontrollably.
You look over at him, his brown eyes focused on the road in front of you guys as he drives you to his parents house for dinner. He’s oblivious to the filthy thoughts racing through your head and you can’t help but smile a little as you bite your lip. He notices your gaze from the corner of his eyes and looks at you.
“What?” He asks, a small smile pulling at the corners of his own mouth.
Should you tell him what you’re thinking? It wouldn’t be hard for him to guess if he had to, you do this a lot; like that time at the pool party where you lured him into the bathroom, or the time you guys fucked in the dressing room at the mall. You were always horny at the worst times and the Seattle trip to meet his parents is no exception. And, even though he never turns you down or says it bothers him, you still feel a little guilty at how needy you are.
The sliver of guilt you feel still isn’t enough to calm you, though. Unsure of what to say, you only shrug in response. Your smile turns to a smoulder as the thoughts become more intrusive - the gray sweatpants he has on certainly aren’t helping your case. You let out a small sigh. Maybe this time it would be better to show him what you’re thinking rather than tell him.
You glance beside you to make sure no other cars are next to you on the highway, and luckily it’s pretty dark outside now so even if someone passes, they shouldn’t be able to see inside. You slide your shoes off and undo your seatbelt, lifting your butt off the seat and sliding your pants down along with your underwear. You feel the car jolt a little to the side as Vinnie clears his throat.
“Y/n,” he says, his voice low. You look at him again and his eyes are glued back on the road in front of you, the light of the cars on the other side of the median lighting his face just enough to see his beet red cheeks. Your devious smile returns and you stay silent as you lift your shirt over your head and undo your bra to expose your tits. Though it’s unlikely anyone could possibly see you right now, it still adds a bit of excitement at the possibility of getting caught. You put one foot on the dashboard and bring the other to the seat, spreading your legs.
“Baby,” he says, almost in a whisper this time. His grip on the steering wheel is so tight his knuckles are turning white.
“Vinnie,” you say softly as you bring your fingers to your mouth, soaking them in spit before you move them down to your drenched slit, rubbing small circles over your swollen clit. Your body shudders at the feeling but it’s nothing compared to how he could make you feel. You rest your head against the seat behind you and your eyes trail to the growing bulge in his pants as you keep working yourself.
“We’re almost there,” he says, looking back over at you and soaking up the sight of what you’re doing to yourself.
“But we’re not there yet,” you smile again, sliding your middle finger inside of yourself.
“Fuck. What - what do you want me to do? Pull over and fuck you right here on the side of the highway?” He snickers, though his question is rhetorical. He already knows the answer.
“Mmhm,” you nod, bringing your free hand to your tits, squeezing one of your nipples tightly.
“Can’t wait until we’re back at the airbnb?”
“No,” you shake your head, a small pout resting on your lips.
“And what if a state trooper or a good samaritan pulls up behind us wondering if we need help?”
“Then we’d both be in a world of trouble,” you giggle a little.
“That doesn’t scare you?”
“Not enough to make me not wanna do it,” you say. You start to curl your fingers just right against your walls, making your leg jerk a little and a small moan leaves your mouth.
He shakes his head, focusing his narrowed eyes on the road again. He switches on the blinker to make his way across the 3 lanes to the shoulder of the road then slows to a stop, putting the car in park.
You laugh a little, excited by his reaction. “I’m surprised you’re gonna do it.”
Without saying a word and before you can do anything else, he unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car. You pull your fingers away from your core and watch in confusion as he slams the door behind him and walks over to your side to open your door.
“What -” you start to say and get cut off by his hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing just enough to be uncomfortable and earning a whine from you as your fingers wrap around his wrist.
“Of course I’m gonna do it,” he says through lightly clenched teeth. “With you sitting beside me, fingering yourself,” he presses his lips to yours and wraps his free hand around your thigh, pulling your legs out of the car.
“Vinnie,” you break away from the kiss. “Someone’s gonna see.”
“Thought you didn’t care?” His lips trail down your neck, his hot breath lingering against your skin.
“I -” you try to say, but the words won’t come out. Your eyes roll back and the thud of your heart against your chest gets harder. You weren’t being serious when you said you didn’t care but maybe you really don’t care - maybe the risk of getting caught is a small price to pay for him to satisfy you right now.
His small moans as he sucks on your sweet spot sends chills down your back as the realization of the kind of hold this man has on you fully sets in. You’ll never get enough of him. He could fuck you senseless every day for the rest of your life and it still won’t be enough, and constantly being in a frenzy for him is going to get you into real trouble one of these days. You know this yet you can’t pull yourself away from him.
Your hand grips his shirt collar as his mouth leaves the fresh bruise on your neck to continue down to your tits. You scoot forward a little and lean the curve of your back against the middle console, spreading your legs to give him better access and accepting your fate with him. If your raging desire for him takes you down, then so be it.
You look down to watch him as his tongue swirls around one of your nipples, teasing you as it glides warmly over the bud and leaving a thin layer of wetness in its path to cool and harden it. He pulls away with a small string of spit connecting from his mouth to your tit as he moves to the other one to give it the same treatment.
“Mmm,” you moan, tilting your head back while placing one foot on the inside of the door enjoying every bit of this.
Soon after, he licks his way down to your inner thighs. He can feel the heat radiating from you and the light glistening off your pussy was all he needed to see to lose it as he dives in, desperate to taste you now and latching right on to your clit.
The moans leaving your mouth are muffled by the sounds of the cars racing past you guys and this frustrates him. All he wants is to hear you but he knows you’re enjoying yourself so he keeps on for a few more minutes, lapping up every ounce of you.
He slides his finger into you, searching for that spongy spot inside that drives you crazy and as soon as he finds it, the pleasure ripples through you as your favorite feeling in the world starts to creep up, knotting your stomach and curling your toes.
Your fingers tug on his hair with no mind to how hard you’re pulling as you become consumed by your orgasm. Just as soon as it’s over he pulls back and stands, leaving you a breathless dripping mess.
“Scoot,” he nudges you. You swallow and move to straddle the console, surely leaving a wet spot as he slides into the seat, shutting the door behind him. He takes his shirt off and pulls his pants down just far enough to let his pretty, aching cock spring out before he wraps his hand around your waist, pulling you back on top of him.
You don’t waste a second to sink down onto it, fully coating him in your cum. A groan leaves his mouth and his hand grips your ass tightly as you start to grind on him, so sensitive from your orgasm that you can feel every vein on his cock pressed against the inside of your cunt.
“So naughty, couldn’t wait another hour for this, could you?” He teases, his breath against your ear sends another wave of tingles through your body. “Always gotta get your way right when you want it, huh?”
“Y - you don’t make it easy for me, y’know?” You moan.
“I didn’t do anything,” he says, thrusting up to meet each of your movements.
“The sweatpants… and the way you kissed me earlier. You knew,” you moan as he picks up his pace a little. “You knew what you were doing.”
He chuckles as his lips meet the curve of your neck. He can’t deny he does a lot of these things on purpose, like grabbing your waist just a little too tightly and lingering just a little too long as he walks past you in public or at the house, always kissing you in a way that leaves you wanting more, or making sure you see him with a towel wrapped a bit too low around his waist when he gets out of the shower.
It’s unbelievable how easy you are to turn on and he’s made it his mission to do it whenever possible, but he’ll never admit it to you. He likes watching you struggle and seeing the glazed look in your eyes and the bite on your lip when you’re horny and trying to hide it. It’s his favorite pastime.
“I think you’re just a desperate little thing,” he says, moaning a little. “Aren’t you?”
“I am,” you nod. “I just… I love you, and I want you all the time,” you tilt your head back and move your hand down to rub your still sensitive clit.
“I love you too, baby,” he smiles, kissing his way from your neck to your lips. “My sweet girl.”
Your small moans get louder and come out faster as you get closer to your next orgasm and it doesn’t take long before you’re there again.
“M’cumming,” you groan, dragging your nails down his shoulder, leaving a trail of red skin in their place as you pulse around him. Your wetness coats him all the way down your thighs to the seat below you guys as you shamelessly let it all out. His own follows right after you, low grumbles and unintelligible words leave his mouth as he fills you to the brim.
Both of your movements eventually slow down, leaving you both breathless and tired.
You lay limp in his arms with your head against his rising and falling chest as the lust starts to exit your mind, leaving clarity in its place. You start to come back to your surroundings, and glance out of the window facing the road just in time to see a cop slow on the other side of the median. Your heart instantly leaps into your throat and you lift yourself off of him, climbing to the driver seat.
“What?” He asks, looking out of the back window. His eyes quickly find what yours did and he pulls his pants up and tosses yours to you along with your shirt. “God damn it,” he says with a worried look on his face as he frantically gathers himself.
As nervous as you are, you can’t help but giggle as you get dressed. “You jinxed us!”
He smiles, shaking his head. “Don’t even play with me, woman.”
You slide your shirt on just in time to swap spots with him and act innocent as the cop pulls up behind you guys.
