Page 54 of Shadowing Charlotte
"You don't want to think?" A wicked smile tugged at my lips. "I think I can help you with that…"
Chapter forty-seven
Charlotte
When we reached the car, Alexander immediately pressed me forward against the hood of the car, his hands stroking up my sides from behind. My beath caught in my throat, adrenaline immediately rushing through my veins.
The cool evening air brushed against my skin, sending a delicious shiver down my spine as Lex's warm, calloused hands slid up my sides, slowly, sensually. My heart thudded in my chest like a caged animal, each beat echoing in my ears. The world around us melted away until all that remained was the pulse of desire between us.
"Lex, what are you doing?" I asked breathlessly. His hands dipped beneath my shirt; my nipples grew taut, begging for the brush of his fingertips.
My breath hitched as he leaned in, his breath fanning across my neck, sending a wave of goosebumps across my flesh. "Helping you forget," he murmured, his voice a low growl that resonated through my entire body.
His touch grew bolder, his palms cupping my breasts, the heat of his hands seeping through my shirt and setting my skin on fire. I arched into his touch, a silent plea for more, my body responding instinctively to his every move. His thumbs found my erect nipples, playing with them through my clothes, the sensation sending bolts of pleasure straight to my core.
"Lex," I gasped, my voice a breathy whisper that seemed to hang in the air, thick with want. “Someone might see!” I warned. He kissed the side of my neck, his arousal evident even through the thick denim of his jeans, pressing against my back like a heated brand.
Pulling away, Lex looked into my eyes, his own dark with desire. "I want you, princess," he said, his voice a hoarse whisper. "I want every inch of you, and I don’t careif anyone sees. Let them watch." And with that, he turned me around again, pressing my body against the cool metal of the hood until I was bent over. "Relax, baby. I'll make it quick. I bet that pretty pussy is already dripping for me, even if you want to deny it."
His hands roamed down my body, tracing the curve of my waist and the flare of my hips, before slowly hiking up my skirt. His fingertips grazed the edge of my panties, teasing the sensitive skin just above my pubic hair. I bit my bottom lip, the anticipation of his touch driving me wild. When his hand finally delved beneath the fabric, I thought I would scream with relief. Lex's fingers found my swollen clit, circling it with a finesse that had me bucking against him.
"You're so wet," he murmured, his voice full of wonder. "Already so wet for me." His hand found my pussy, his fingers sliding into my folds, parting them with ease.
"Oh, God," I whimpered as he began to stroke me, his thumb working my clit in slow, deliberate circles. My body trembled, and I could feel the first stirrings of an orgasm building within me. I groaned as his filthy words jarred me, splitting me open like shattered glass, leaving me raw and craving more of his touch.
I reached behind me, my hand finding the bulge in his pants. His cock was rock-hard, the fabric straining to contain it. I stroked him through his jeans, feeling every throb.
I heard Lex suck in a breath as he leaned over. Like I had, he glanced around for onlookers, before pushing my thong aside and thrusting home. My thick moan and his grunt of pleasure intermingled, echoing off the concrete around us.
"Lex," I moaned his name.
“Don’t come. Not yet, baby," he murmured. "First, I want to taste you." With that, he dropped to his knees, his warm breath ghosting over my now-exposed ass. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer to the edge of the car hood, my thong a scrap of fabric tangled around my thighs. His tongue darted out, tracing the line of my pussy from behind, teasing my swollen flesh with feather-light strokes.
He didn't stop there, his tongue delving deep, licking and probing with an enthusiasm that had me squirming and clawing against the metal for support. His hands held me steady, his fingers digging into my flesh as he explored my most intimate parts. It was as if he couldn't get enough of me, as if he was starving for the taste of my arousal.
My pussy was a slick mess, my juices coating his hand as he slid two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out in a rhythm that matched the strokes of his tongue. The sensation was overwhelming, a crescendo of pleasure that built and built until I couldn't hold back anymore.
"I'm going to cum," I panted, my body shaking with the force of my impending climax. And then it hit me, a wave of ecstasy so intense that I screamed out his name. My body convulsed as the orgasm ripped through me like a wildfire through dry brush. He didn'tstop, though, his tongue and fingers working in perfect harmony, pushing me higher and higher until I was nothing but a shivering, soaking mess of pleasure.
Finally, with a sigh, I collapsed against the car, my legs giving out. "Lex," I whispered, my voice weak. "That was..." But there were no words to describe the feeling that washed over me. He stood, pulling me into his arms, his cock still hard against my ass.
"I'm not done with you yet," he said, his voice dark with desire. "Not even close." Lex turned me around, lifting me onto the hood of the car. The cool metal was a stark contrast to the heat of my skin, making me gasp as he positioned himself between my legs. I could feel the head of his cock, thick and slick with precum, nudging against my folds. "Look at me, Charlotte," he ordered, his eyes boring into mine.
I did, my breath coming in ragged gasps as he pushed inside me, filling me up completely. "Oh, fuck," I moaned, my nails digging into his shoulders. Without further warning, he began to move, his hips pistoning into me with a strength that had me seeing stars. Each thrust was deep and deliberate, like he was trying to reach the very depths of my soul.
"You're so tight," he groaned, his voice tight with restraint. "So perfect." His words were like gasoline on a fire, sending fresh waves of arousal through me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, my heels digging into his lower back.
"You feel so good," I panted, my hands sliding down his back to grip his hips. "Don't stop." His eyes darkened, and he leaned down to kiss me, his tongue delving into my mouth as he claimed me completely. The taste of him, the feel of his body, it was all I could focus on, all I needed in that moment.
He broke the kiss; his eyes glazed with lust. "I'm going to make you cum again, baby," he promised, his voice a rough whisper. Lex began to grind against me, his pelvis pressing down on my clit with every thrust. The friction was exquisite, the pressure building until I thought I might burst.
"Yes," I hissed, my back arching off the car. "Like that, just like that,” I whimpered, my hands slipping along the hood, seeking purchase onsomethingas he rutted into me, hitting all the places inside me that made stars dance behind my eyelids. "Lex!"
"Go on, princess. Cum all over your Daddy's car for me," Lex demanded, his hand gripping my hair as his other arm reached between us to find my clit. My body was a taut wire, ready to snap with the slightest prompt, and with his words, I shattered, my pussy clenching around him as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me.
"That's my good girl," he sighed, stroking my hair as he pulled out of me and yanked my skirt down over my thighs.
"You're not… going to finish?" I asked, breathing heavily as I steadied myself, my legs still quivering.
