Arianna
We almost trip over our feet when we run to the parking lot, Nicole on my heels.
"Arianna! Can't you stop? He is not following," she yells, trying to catch up with me but I just know that he is.
I couldn't let him catch me.
"Hurry up," I'm almost at my car when I hear heavy footsteps behind us. Looking over my shoulder is a mistake because Vincent is gaining on us with fast strides, looking furious.
He doesn't spare a glance at Nicole.
His stormy expression is fully focused on me when I trip and fall, hitting my elbow and scraping my knee against the asphalt making Nicole stumble into my back.
"Fuck," I groan from pain.
My best friend also notices him approaching and the poor girl turns to stand between us to shield me from his eyes when he stops in his tracks.
"Don't come near her," she warns him.
He doesn't listen.
Before I know what's happening, he pulls her to the side and goes straight for me. My eyes wide full of fear, he grabs me by the waist to lift me up.
Nicole punches him in the shoulder but he hardly feels it when he glares at her which makes her back away, watching me with terrified eyes, not knowing what to do but I just shake her head at her, warning her not to do anything rash.
Struggling in his hold, he takes me to his car which is parked on the other side of the parking lot, Nicole's eyes silently staring at me but I still assure her with my look that I will be okay. I hope so.
Yanking his car door open, he forces me into the passenger seat before he slams the door shut in my face, the lock immediately sliding into place when I tried to get out.
When he gets inside in the driver's seat, he leans over to put the seatbelt on me but I just start trashing around, trying to get away from him.
Taking my throat forcefully, he squishes me into the seat, not letting me even move or breathe when those deadly dark golden eyes glare at me in pure anger.
"I said, don't you ever do it again, love." He whispers and my heart jumps painfully when he places his lips dangerously close to my ear. His hot breath hits the exposed skin right above my clothes and I feel his hard muscles pressing against my chest.
"Let me go, you lying asshole," I whisper, tears filling my eyes.
His jaw clenches so hard that I wonder how his teeth are still intact when he pins his forehead to mine, his hot breath fanning my face.
"I never lied to you, baby. What you saw was nothing what you thought you saw. You running away from me made you cry and bleed, don't make me even more angry than I am," he murmurs, his fingers flexing around my neck to loosen the pressure so I can get some air in my lungs.
"I don't fucking believe you. Say that to your wife. I assume she doesn't know that you're sneaking around and raping innocent women while she waits for you in the bed, wondering where you are," I hiss in his face, our lips touching for briefest seconds.
Vincent tries to hold it in when his eyes darken," She is not my fucking wife. She's is my boss from my investigation agency and it was just work dinner. I don't even like the woman, she is old as a hag, trying to conceal her age with plastic surgery. You know that I'm only yours, no one would ever understand me better than you do," he breathes heavily while I just stare at him, not knowing if he is laying or just pretending.
"You're my future wife and we would never be a mistake. Do I need to show it to you now?" He raises his eyebrows as he presses himself against me harder.
"You didn't even glanced at me when I came inside the restaurant. At least you could have acknowledged me," my voice is now weaker, unsure.
"I'm fucking sorry baby, I really am. I just didn't want to be distracted because If I did, I would have walked over to you the second you entered the dining hall. Your fucking tears were killing me so please believe me, you're the only woman worth fighting for," he kisses my forehead softly and I blink my tears away but it's hard.
Should I really believe him?
"Come here," pulling me over the console, he brings me down into his lap, my skirt riding up to expose my skin when he lifts my hips to straddle him.
"Vince," I whisper.
Tipping my chin up, he looks at my tear stained cheeks, "Baby, do you believe that I would be with someone else?"
"No," I whisper, shaking my head.
"Good girl. Now open," he whispers against my lips and I obey his command.
Thinking he will kiss me, he spits in my mouth and the sight of me with my lips open for him as his saliva drips onto my tongue makes him shudder in excitement.
He leans closer and brushes his nose against mine before closing the distance between us, his tongue invading my mouth with urgency. His hands gripping on both sides of my thighs tighten and he grips my ass in his hands.
The taste of him how he makes me feel suddenly makes me forget that I was even mad at him.
"Fuck, baby. I was so worn out after you left. I need to fuck you. I will die if I don't get inside your pussy," His breathing gets heavier, his hot breath fanning all over my face, making me dizzy in an instant.
I grab on his shoulders as my legs clench in pleasure.
This isn't good.
If he fully claims me, there will be no coming back from heartbreak or the pain of dying.
But I was so horny because of him that I just nod in agreement. Fucking hell.
I will regret it when the time comes.
He reaches between us and unbuckles his pants while I kiss him like I was starving.
"Did I say that you look hot in that suit?" I moan between kisses.
I feel him smirk with heavy breath," No. I will remember the next time I take you out for dinner and let me tell you a secret," he pulls me up further, making me sit on top of him as I grind my crotch against his cock.
"What is it?" I pant against his mouth, feeling so turned on that I don't think I can think straight anymore.
"I didn't even paid for her dinner. That means I care only about you," he growls against my lips and I gasp in shock as he moves his hand between us, cupping my swollen nub through the lace.
"Were you jealous?" he asks in my ear when I shudder from the contact of his lips against it and feeling his length pressing into my stomach.
"Yes," I whisper.
"How much?" he asks when he pulls my panties to the side to feel how drenched I am from him.
Fuck.
"A lot," I mutter and he lets out a dark satisfied chuckle, dragging that sinful finger through my folds.
"You look so good in this cute outfit," he murmurs," My good girl today is a brat but that's okay. I will take care of her attitude," thrusting his finger inside me, I grip his hair and whimper from the pleasure he is giving me.
"I should be still mad at you," I whine.
"I'm only faithful to you. If you wish I can kill her and and bring her head as a proof that I belong only to you," he promises with a dark glint in his eyes.
"You said that you never hurt women," I state in a warning.
"I can make an exception for you. Then you will never doubt me again," he nips my shoulder, making me whimper loudly.
Fuck him and his sweet words.
He was really the devil.
"Fine but you don't need to kill her. Just fuck me," my bold order takes him off guard and I watch as his cock twitches uncontrollably between us.
"Fuck. Those words from your sweet lips will kill me someday," groaning in pain from holding back, he withdraws the finger from my pussy and grips his cock tightly when the tip brushes against my entrance, still holding my lace panties to the side for better access.
"Eyes on me kitten when I enter you for the first time," wrapping his other hand around my throat, my glassy eyes lock on him when he slowly pushes his thick cock in painful strokes as it stretches my walls to accommodate him to sink even deeper.
Squeezing my neck, I feel high when Vincent finally bottoms out, letting me adjust to his size, my thin virgin barrier breaking under the force of his shaft.
Biting my lip from the pain, we both freeze for a moment, still looking at each other and our heavy breath fills the car.
"Such a pretty girl for me," he purrs, his eyes almost dark from lust as he looks at me. Parting my lips, I clench around his cock and he growls low.
"So perfect. So tight. I would die in this pussy and I would gladly give you the right to kill me," he adds, his grip on my neck almost bruising.
I bite my lips again, his words turning me on that I moan and push my hips forward in response, riding him.
Vincent groans and thrusts deep enough to hit my womb. Then he pulls out and then back in again. The friction of his cock rubbing my walls makes me lose my mind when I pull at his hair to kiss him roughly, unable to hold back any longer.
"Oh god, you are so fucking beautiful," he breathes between kisses.
Pumping me with more intensity, he hits the right spot and I scream, coming all over his cock . I close my eyes trying to stop myself but fail miserably. It felt so good and he keeps hitting the same spot every time that I start losing my breath.
"Look at me baby," he says and my eyes snap open to see his pupils dilated to their maximum extent as his arms wraps around my waist while he keeps plunging inside of me.
"Oh Vince," I gasp, feeling every inch of him buried so deep, I couldn't even resist when he jerks his hips up to fuck me against the steering wheel as it digs into my back.
Reaching another orgasm, he takes my jaw and pulls my face to him as I snap my eyes open.
"Keep your pretty eyes on me. You have to watch who is fucking you. No other men will ever touch you like this," he growls and I just nod.
Yes, yes, yes.
"Only you," I let him fuck me through another orgasm when he gets rougher than before, keeping me pinned against the steering wheel, pumping his cock and I already hear the sounds it makes as my pussy clenches around it and I come all over again.
My entire body convulses from pleasure as I feel him twitching before he lets out a grunt and cums deep inside me, his semen filling me to the brim.
"I fucking love you," he groans again and with slow thrusts stops to let me catch my breath and for the looks of it, it had a big effect on him too as he watches my face.
I don't answer his love confession.
It was too soon for me even I felt like I was already falling apart at the seams. It was hard not to be in love with this man, he was too good for me.
Pulling me to his chest, he buries his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling my hair deeply," Shit, sweetheart. I love how you smell like me and still your scent is everywhere," dragging his nose against my throat, I shudder under his touch.
And then I remember.
Fuck. Nicole. And we still haven't left the parking lot. We were in the car. Fucking so loud that everyone would've seen or heard us.
"Oh no," I mumble embarrassingly.
"What is it, love?" he cups my chin and lifts my eyes to his.
"I forgot about Nicole and we fucked in the car. I feel mortified," I mutter.
He chuckles," Don't worry. I'm sure she is waiting you in the car and no one saw us. The windows are tinted," his thumb caresses my cheek.
"Thank God" I sigh relieved.
Kissing me, he hums against my lips," The feel of you is even better than a fantasy. Finally you are mine," his tongue then dives inside my mouth.
"Not yet," I still tease him.
Golden eyes meet mine," Not yet? Baby, I just came inside you. When we are home, I will show you again to remind you who owns you," at his words, my pussy tightened around his cock which was still inside me and Vincent growled deep into his chest.
"Your pussy has a death wish," he grunts and painfully lifts my hips to slip out from inside of me," But not now. I will fuck you again when I drive you home. No one can see my cum dripping out of your pussy," to prove a point, he plunges two fingers inside to pump his cum so nothing is wasted, making me whine.
He chuckles," You're cute. Now get that ass in the seat so I can drive."
"Yes, daddy," I roll my eyes and slide off his lap to sit at the passenger side, pulling my panties into place, the sting from his cock still lingering inside.
Vincent grins at my words," I love those words from your lips darling. Now let's go home before I am tempted to fuck that sassy mouth of yours," tucking himself back inside his pants, I couldn't help but check him out.
In a suit the man looked alluringly good but I think his detective uniform is my favorite.
Turning the engine on, he turns those sly eyes to me," Keep staring like that baby and we will never leave this car."
"Then hurry," I snap and he just chuckles.
"So impatient for my cock," smirking at my annoyed expression, I can't help but blush . I didn't know why but whenever I look at him his ego gets bigger than normal people's whole damn lives.
"Shut up," I mumble in embarrassment, trying to ignore my burning cheeks.
Taking my phone from the purse, I text Nicole a message.
Please don't wait for me and drive home. I'm alright with Vincent. He will never hurt me and we had a talk so we made up.
After a few minutes passed, I received a reply.
Good. Be careful. If you need help, immediately call me.
I don't like the way he dragged you like some kind of dog.
I laughed at that.
I promise.
He is just really possessive over me, that's all.
Yeah, a little too much but I trust you so be safe.
Thanks. Love you!
"Are you texting Nicole?" Vincent curiously asks.
"Yeah. I told her to drive home so she doesn't need to wait for me," I explain to which he hums.
"So you're taking me home?" I ask and he nods.
"I need to treat your wounds when we do. I can't have you bleeding under my watch."
When he mentions that, I feel my elbow and knees ache.
"Yeah, I probably should."
With a sigh, we keep silent the whole drive to my house.