Chapter 341: Royal Girl is Horny Today
Aria glanced at me, noticing the shift in my expression. "Everything okay?" she asked, her hand resting lightly on my thigh, her fingers tracing small, absent circles as if trying to read my mood through touch.
I stared at the screen for a second longer. It really felt like Sofia had something urgent to say. The message was short, but the urgency in those words was clear.
Sofia — the Latina woman I had shared a very steamy, very risky session with at the store she worked at, right in front of her husband, was reaching out.
"Yeah, everything’s okay," I said, flipping the phone upside down on the seat beside me, trying to push the message out of my mind for now.
"Who was it?" Aria asked, her tone casual but with a hint of curiosity as she leaned a little closer, her perfume subtly filling the space between us.
"It was Michael," I lied smoothly. "He was asking why we aren’t both at college today."
Aria didn’t push further. Instead, she squeezed my thigh a little tighter, her fingers pressing into the muscle with clear intent. "Ignore him," she said softly, her voice dropping to a more intimate tone.
The way she said it made it obvious she was getting aroused, her cheeks had a faint flush, and her breathing had shifted just slightly.
The back seat of the Rolls Royce was completely private. The driver couldn’t see anything behind the partition, and the tinted windows ensured no one outside could see in. It felt like our own little world, isolated from everything else.
Suddenly, Aria moved closer. In one fluid motion, she stood up slightly and straddled my thighs, sitting down on my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her body pressing flush against mine.
The fitted trousers and blouse she wore did little to hide the warmth and softness of her figure as she settled onto me.
Her weight felt perfect, not too heavy, but enough to pin me comfortably against the leather seat. She leaned in, her face inches from mine, her long hair falling like a curtain around us.
"Hey, what’s gotten into you?" I asked her, my hands instinctively moving to her hips, feeling the way she was grinding slowly on my cock, the same cock that had just come so much inside another MILF only minutes earlier.
"Nothing," Aria whispered, her voice soft and husky as she continued the slow, deliberate roll of her hips. "I just missed what we did that day."
Her words instantly brought back the memory, the day I took her virginity in the principal’s office, the way she had trembled beneath me, the mix of nervousness and raw desire in her eyes as I claimed her for the first time. The thought made my cock twitch and harden further beneath her.
"Yeah?" I asked, my hands sliding up her sides, feeling the warmth of her body through her fitted blouse.
"Yeah... I couldn’t stop thinking about you," she said, leaning in to kiss me softly on the lips. The kiss was gentle at first, almost tender, but quickly deepened as her tongue brushed against mine.
She pressed her breasts firmly into my chest, the soft, perky mounds squishing against me as she continued grinding on my lap, the friction making my already sensitive cock throb.
The private, luxurious space of the Rolls Royce made the moment feel even more dangerous and exciting. The tinted windows and partition completely isolated us from the driver and the outside world.
Aria’s eyes were dark with desire, her fingers playing with the hair at the back of my neck as she rocked her hips in slow, sensual circles, rubbing her clothed pussy against the growing bulge in my pants.
Her scent, a light, feminine perfume mixed with the natural warmth of her skin, filled my senses, making my head spin.
She was clearly worked up, her breathing a little heavier, her cheeks flushed as she kissed me again, deeper this time, her tongue sliding against mine with increasing hunger.
I could feel the heat radiating from between her thighs, even through the fabric of her trousers. The way she was grinding on me, slow, deliberate, and needy, made it clear she was in heat.
She wanted me, right here, right now, in the back of this expensive car.
As we were getting lost in each other, the driver from the front suddenly spoke, even though the partition kept him from seeing anything.
"Ma’am, should I take you home?" the driver asked politely.
She pressed a button at the back seat of the Rolls Royce that made the driver hear our voices.
"No, just drive around until we decide," Aria replied, her voice slightly breathless as she continued grinding slowly on my cock, her hips rolling in deliberate circles that made her heat press firmly against my growing bulge.
I got horny too and helped Aria remove her top. She lifted her arms as I pulled the fitted blouse over her head, revealing a delicate lace bra that barely contained her soft, perky breasts.
I quickly unhooked it and slid the straps down her shoulders, letting the bra fall away completely.
Her breasts spilled free, full, round, and beautifully shaped, with pink nipples that were already stiff and begging for attention.
"Kiss them, Alex... ahh," Aria moaned, cupping her breasts and pushing them toward my mouth, clearly wanting to be treated roughly.
I immediately latched onto one of her tits, sucking the soft flesh into my mouth while my tongue swirled around her hard nipple. I bit down gently but firmly, tugging on the sensitive peak, making her shiver and arch her back.
She let out a soft, needy gasp, her fingers threading through my hair as she held me against her chest.
"Ahh... can we do it, Alex?" she asked, biting her lower lip as she looked at me with dark, needy eyes.
"What, baby?" I asked, still kissing and sucking on her nipples, my tongue swirling around the stiff peaks while my hands squeezed her soft breasts.
"Please... take me, Alex," Aria moaned, her voice trembling with desire. She slid her fingers down to the button of my pants, fumbling with it as she tried to open it, clearly desperate to free my cock.
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