Chapter 110 Triple Shooting {9}
"You don't know what you're saying," Lucas said to her.
"If you think I'm telling a lie, why then were you asking my dad to go on a search for your mum?" Saraphina pressed further.
Lucas drew in a sharp breath. She had eavesdrop on their conversation?
Not only was she an obnoxious randy brat, she was a darn spoilt kid.
Lucas stepped out of the car, slammed it shut and began to pull her out towards the back seat.
They struggled for awhile, she shoved at his chest but his strength dwarfed hers.
He finally succeeded in placing her in the backseat despite the fact that her body pressed incessantly against him.
"You listen to adults talking?" He towered over her.
"I'm an adult too, and I can do whatever I like," she said out of breath as her breasts rose and fell.
After an intense silence between the two, Lucas sank in beside her brushing back his hair furiously.
Briana, he could handle and as well manage but Saraphina on the other hand was wild, untamed and would possibly make him lose his senses as well as his job.
"I know my father is gay. I only play dumb to the fact that he made you my driver so as to keep you for himself," she added.
Lucas let out a laugh despite himself. In his 28 years on earth, he had never met a tough, randy yet sexy and chubby girl who would want it her way.
"What do you want from me, Saraphina?" He finally asked the question plunging him to insanity.
"Just you," her voice softened as she tilted his face.
His fierce gaze softened likewise, should he give in to her temptation or not?
She leaned into him, brushed her lips against him.
Once, twice.
It sent shivers running down his spine. His eyes were still open but hers were firmly shut.
She wanted him, it was quite evident,and she didn't care if they did it in the car.
It was only when she carried his hands to her breasts and thrust her tongue into his mouth, that he withdrew sharply, panting and trying to catch his breath.
His phone rang out again, disrupting their connected eyes.
He took her hands and turned away.
"I know you're cheating on my father. You see, I followed you..,"
He snapped his gaze at her. Won't she stop with the surprises, why was she doing this?
He couldn't give her what she wanted. Hell, she was his boss's daughter.
"I don't understand you, Saraphina. Aren't you doing way too much for wanting me?" Lucas asked her.
"If you can get what you want from my father, why can't I get what I want from you?" She asked him.
She was a manipulative girl, and she definitely knew how to play the game well.
Manipulating him to get what she needed from him, just like he did with her father.
"But you can do your thing and you let me have you however I please," she told him.
She tug his hand towards her and he sank into the polished seat beside her again.
She started to unzip her pants, pull out from it and sat astride him.
He could feel her weight pressed down on him, yet it felt delicious to have her on him that way.
It happened so fast that he didn't know when she started rub her groin against his. He could feel her wet patch tantalizing him gradually to a slow build up.
"Kiss me," she begged when he continually turned his face away from her.
"We need to stop this." He pleaded.
He didn't even notice that she had peeled his trousers halfway, helping herself to release his long meat.
"Lucas, please kiss me." She pleaded.
"Saraphina...," he groaned her name snapping his head sideways whenever her lips sought him out.
Since he wouldn't give her his lips, she rewarded herself with his neck. Her teeth sank into his neck in a love bite.
Lucas' fingers dug into the polished seat at either sides of him.
He was hopelessly helpless, numbed and defeated and at her mercy.
A slow drizzle of snow started, melting on the windows of the car. Saraphina took off her turtle neck top to feel his body against her flesh.
At the point where his face moved to look at her face, she captured his lips.
She moaned into his mouth, satisfied that she'd won the battle.
And while she kissed him, she tore through his chest yielding herself to take full possession of his body.
And when he tried to carry her body off his body, she let her hand skilfully guide his penis into her wet tunnel.
How had she pull off a stunt like that? Lucas' eyes widened at the instrusion of his dick into her.
It coated warmly around him that it felt just right to let her be.
She unclasped her brasseries and Lucas watched as they fell off and her full, round breasts pressed against his face.
He was sure he would die from her pure torture on his body and probably resurrect with her touches.
How could she be so bold to have him at all cost?
He was foolish to think that she would stop herself and put an end to this.
But she was determined to see the ride all through.
The way she rode him, like a meniac who hadn't been given what he came for.
He tore his lips away, intent to stop this madness while he still can.
"Saraphina," he gasped when she pushed herself to the hilt of his staff.
"Yes..., I w...ant all of you," she breathed into his face as her mouth found him yet again.
He didn't know when he plunged her back to the seat and began to hit. She shrieked delightfully, he was finally reacting to her after all she had done to please him.
But he was only cumming and he wanted it to be memorable.
He lashed out at her while she let out cries of total pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes....ahhh...oh God...hmmm," she cried.