“Mr. Goz?” There is no way I heard him correctly.
I must have sohow made up what he said because there’s no way those words ca out of his mouth. My mind began to spin when he scolded Dalton, but the firmness in his tone did sothing to my body. I thought I felt so kind of dominance in his texts to , but I dismissed it as seeing sothing that wasn’t there. He didn’t text the rest of the day, and I was confident that I’d read them all wrong. Now I’m not so sure.
“You heard what I said. I don’t enjoy repeating myself.”
A rush of hot desire soaks my panties, and I have to hold back a gasp. Who knew the tone of soone’s voice could be so alluring? My body responds to him in a way I’m not fully understanding.
I glance down and realize my skirt has ridden up my thighs, and my legs are only barely parted.
“I’m waiting,” Siegfried prompts, and I sink my teeth into my bottom lip.
Without making him wait another second, I spread my thighs wider and watch my skirt continue to bunch up. In the mirror, his eyes drop lower, and I feel the heat of his stare between my legs.
Oh god, what kind of panties did I put on today? I’d been in such a hurry I hadn’t thought about it when I’d gotten dressed. I bet they are my stupid cotton ones even though I have so that are prettier. I bought them when my sister and I went shopping, but I hardly wear them. I always thought what’s the point because no one sees them. At least I thought no one would be seeing them.
Siegfried makes a sound like a painful grunt before he looks back at the road. “Keep them open,” he orders as he pulls away from the curb.
As I sit there doing as I’m told, I feel the wet material of my panties cling to , and my clit begins to throb. Every so often, Siegfried’s eyes move to the mirror, then back to the road. When he rolls to a stop at the next light, he turns his head, and this ti he looks directly at the space between my open legs.
“You’re wet, Rosie.” He licks his lips, and I open my mouth, but no words co out. “You don’t have to tell .” He nods to what I assu are my drenched panties. “I see it for myself.”
After that, he turns back, and the light changes to green. It takes a few seconds to figure out that Siegfried doesn’t turn down my street but keeps driving right past it.
“Where are we going?” My voice sounds foreign in my ears.
“Are your sister and her husband ho?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“They’re out for an event tonight in the city.” I hear Siegfried mutter a curse under his breath.
“And what about the driver that was to pick you up?”
“I told him I got a ride.” I’d texted him right when we’d gotten into the car so he wasn’t rushing to pick up and could deal with the flat tire.
“Rosie, Rosie, Rosie.” He repeats my na, shaking his head. “You just told that no one is going to be wondering where you are for the rest of the night. That’s very naïve of you.”
I don’t know if he’s trying to scare into realizing the predicant I’ve put myself in, but it’s not working. Scared is the very last thing I feel right now.
“I’m not naïve. I’m just not experienced.” My cheeks heat at admitting that. I’m sure he’s used to won who know what they’re doing, and although I’m so out of my depth right now, I don’t care. At this mont I’d let myself drown for him. My need for whatever is happening outweighs everything else and I’m lost in a lust-filled haze.
“I know, little flower, but you are naïve. You ca into my ho all alone without knowing what could happen.”
“Dalton didn’t force himself on .” He might have been pushy, but he stord off. His ego was damaged more than anything.
“I would kill him.” I swear the air inside the vehicle thickens, and there’s a flutter of excitent in my stomach. “But I wasn’t talking about him.” His eyes go to the mirror again to get another look between my legs. “You were all alone with .”
I was, but I don’t see the problem with that. In fact, I enjoyed being alone with Siegfried. The attention he gives makes want to be alone with him again.
“I’m not scared of you, Siegfried.”
“Give your panties,” he orders, and I wonder if this is a test. I push my glasses up my nose to stall. “What did I say about repeating myself?”
“You don’t like it.” I lift my hips, making my skirt slide the rest of the way up my hips, revealing my panties completely. I hook my fingers into the top and pull them down my legs before I hand them over.
He takes them from as he pulls into an empty church parking lot. “Keep those legs spread,” he says and puts the car into park. Then I hear the sound of a zipper, loud inside of the quiet vehicle.
Now all I can hear is the sound of his heavy breathing as he stares at my sex, and his arm starts to move up and down. I lean over a few inches to see what he’s doing, and then I gasp. He’s got my panties wrapped around his cock as he strokes himself. His eyes in the mirror are staring at while he does it, and a low groan leaves him.
“Please.” The word slips past my lips, but it cos out like a plea.
“Have you ever touched yourself, little flower?” I nod my head because I’m not sure if I can form words. “Show .”
Normally I would be way too shy to do sothing like that, but my whole body is on fire, and it’s hard to sit still. My hand moves quickly as I spread my legs and my fingers slip through the wet folds of my sex. I’m completely soaked as I bring two fingers to my clit. The second I touch myself, I moan.
“You don’t put your fingers inside your cunt, do you?”
“I’ve never done that,” I admit.
“And you won’t.” Siegfried’s hand starts to move faster. “Do you know how to cum, little flower?”
“Yes.” I’m holding back because I don’t want him to know how horny I am, and I don’t want this to be over. My body is screaming for to press harder and go over the edge.
“I want to see it.”
My instincts are to obey, and I cry out his na as I press harder on my clit. It gives the perfect pressure to send over the edge, and the orgasm explodes through . I hear him grunt as his arm flexes, and my sex flutters. It’s never done that before, but the ache isn’t fully gone. The orgasm took the edge off, but now I want sothing more. My sex contracts like it wants sothing inside of . The ache is deeper in my body, and I long to be full.
Siegfried’s heavy breathing fills the silence. “Co here,” he orders. I unbuckle my seat belt and move closer because I want to be near him. He turns his head and grabs my wrist. My mouth falls open as I watch him bring my fingers to his mouth and suck them clean.
I’m already about to cum again, and I don’t know if I can handle this. My body needs more already, and I have to squeeze my legs together to try and ease the ache.
“Good girl,” he says when he releases them from his mouth. “Put these back on.” He hands my panties, and I see his release inside them. I lean back against the seat and slip them up my legs slowly. His cum makes them stick to once they’re in place.
I can’t believe what we’ve just done. He watched masturbate for him, but I’ve still never even been kissed.
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