Avenging Us - Gina Whitney Page 0,101

around her waist and we headed back into the flow of humanity, walking toward my car. My fingers clicked the remote quietly, making the car doors move up and off their track. The doors rose as if they were a pair of woman’s legs, spread and waiting. Genevieve smiled at me and pointed at the car doors, laughing.

“Looks familiar,” she said, pointing between her legs and laughing uproariously.

I laughed with her and as she slid into the Aston Martin with almost a languid grace. I watched her through the window as her eyes admired the black leather seats, running her fingers over the center console buttons – I’d find her buttons soon enough. I slid in next to her, my hand reaching across the console and hitting the auto tint function, making the windows dark as night. As my hands slid onto her knees, I gave her a wicked grin and she didn’t disappoint, moaning as soon as my fingers found her flesh.

I watched her bite her lower lip as my hands slid up her skirt. She leaned across to kiss me as my thumb found her swollen clit through her black satin lace panties.

“Damn, I love it when you’re this soaked, baby; time to get you drenched.”

I smiled at her as she let out a very audible moan and bit on my lower lip, her tongue dancing with mine. I wasted little time grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, my mouth finding the soft skin of her neck, teasing her with my tongue, licking her soft skin as I felt her whole body tremble. My lips sucked hard and my tongue moved up and down, each kiss soaking her more even as I teased her pussy through the lacy fabric. Genevieve moaned even louder as my fingers slid down her back, undoing the buttons on her dress. She let it fall across her shoulders as my hands firmly pulled it down to her waist. I looked at her body appreciatively, my eyes locking onto hers and she quickly undid the center clasp of her black lace bra and let her full breasts spring free.

I ran my hands over the soft contours of her breasts, each touch sending shivers through her entire body. I carefully moved my fingers over the soft skin, my mouth gliding over the surface, licking the areola, my mouth teasing, tongue darting everywhere, and her whole being wanting me. I heard her gasp as my lips found her nipples, sending an electric current through her whole body. I didn’t just suck on them; I fucking devoured them. My lips and teeth biting on them, listening to her moan and scream as my hand grabbed her panties and yanked them down to her ankles. Her legs, quickly parting letting my fingers slide into her soaked core. My mouth never left her tits as I bit down hard. She screamed as I slid my fingers in and out of her. The moment was singular as was the pleasure. Her pussy throbbed as I added a third finger. I felt her body arch into my hand, muffling her screams as she rode my fingers to her first climax. Her whole body was shaking; the desire to have me fuck her in the car was overwhelming.

I wanted to bang the shit out of her right then and there, no doubt about it. I was undeterred as I continued to slide my fingers deep into her steaming wetness, running them along the walls and roof, finding the rough spot. I expertly manipulated her, watching as she rode my hand like a demon. Her juices running all over my fingers and down her thighs, moving with mechanical precision even as my mouth glided up to her lips, biting and sucking, whimpering as she spread her legs even wider, she was splayed over the entire console, completely surrendering to me.

I didn’t miss a beat as I felt the orgasm building inside of her. She grabbed my head, clawing and scratching me. I felt her nails raking across my back.

Looking into her eyes, I said, “Mine!” firmly.

She nodded, whimpering as the orgasm washed over her; she rode the peak like a wave. She arched her back and screamed as my fingers rubbed her g-spot again. I felt her clamp down hard as she squirted all over my hands, the orgasm was as furious as it was electric; her body convulsed as she released. I feathered her wetness, pulling it all out of her; she wanted me to have it all.

“Take it, baby, it’s yours,” she screamed.

She arched her back to give me everything she had. She lay in the seat gasping, her dress soaked in her juices. I looked at her and bit her lip again, then lowered my mouth down to her breast, biting hard on the nipple. She gasped as if she had been electrocuted.

“Yours!” she said loudly.

I nodded at her. My fingers slid down to her ass; digging my fingers into her delicate flesh and spreading her cheeks, I slid a finger in. She gasped and moaned loudly.

“Mine,” I said loudly.

She nodded.

“Yours, baby, I’m all yours!”

I grinned my acceptance and she melted at the look. I started the car and headed out of the parking garage. No words needed to be said between us as we headed to my loft downtown. I left her undressed and Genevieve was in no hurry to get her clothes back on. My fingers played with her body, each touch leaving her craving more. I pinched her nipples, listening to her continual moans.

“You’re going to love when I clamp them, baby,” I said.

I heard her gasp, remembering how much she enjoyed having clamps on her nipples, it was making her even wetter, and her juices flowed onto her dress and the seat. My ministrations were leaving her a hot mess and I was relishing every moment of having her under my control again.

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She’s published six novels so far. Blood Ties(PNR), Beautiful Lies, Saving Abel, Forgiving Gia, Luca, and Avenging Us(Rocker 3). When she’s not writing, you can find her with friends and family. She resides in Massapequa, NY with her two beautiful boys. Reading has always been a passion and obsession of hers. You can usually find her typing furiously while shouting obscenities over her latest WIP. Her guilty pleasures are: a good laugh, being snarky, espresso, Pistachio ice-cream, alternative music, sunflower seeds, I.P.A’s, Twizzlers, and above all steamy swooning angst filled novels. She’s pathologically obsessed with anything to do with royals, Games of Thrones, White Queen, Vampire Diaries, Homeland, SOA, The Vikings and The Originals. If you’d like to chat, hit her up on Facebook or Twitter.