Chapter 263 Blowjob in the Car

Chapter 263 Blowjob in the Car

Sienna felt like she was thrown into the passenger seat.

Her coat slipped off her shoulders, and Sienna frantically tried to cover herself, but Sam silently pulled the coat away. Sienna was forced to curl up in the seat with only her panties on.

She felt exposed, completely undignified.

Sam reversed out of the parking space, not even looking at her. "How did you get in?" he asked.

Sienna's voice was barely a whisper. "I knew someone."

"Who?"

Sienna didn't answer.

"I'll find out anyway," Sam said.

"Mr. Johnson." Sienna edged closer, shaking Sam's thigh pitifully, "It's not her fault, please don't fire her."

Sienna couldn't contain her small breasts as they swayed with her movements. Her perky nipples drew enticing curves in the air, full and tender, tempting someone to take a bite.

Sam knew the taste, and in the darkness, he restrained himself after just a brief touch. He pursed his lips in self-disgust. 

Sienna mistook this gesture as a sign of annoyance at her proximity, quickly withdrew her hand, and carefully moved to the other side, afraid of upsetting him further.

Sam noticed her subtle movements, his expression turning even more unpleasant.

A sudden turn made Sienna, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt, scream as she fell into Sam's arms.

"Sorry." She jumped up as if pricked by a needle, struggling to climb back to the passenger seat.

In her attempt to find support, she accidentally pressed against Sam's erect penis with his dark expression contrasting with his arousal.

Sienna was at a loss, not knowing whether to touch or not, awkwardly frozen in place. "Mr. Johnson, I..."

"Shut up." Sam maintained his position for a while, intending to distract himself to make his erection subside. But the more anxious he felt, especially with Sienna's handprint still there, the worse the situation became. His erection was becoming painful.

Sienna discreetly tried to retract her hand as she observed Sam's focused driving. When she saw him concentrating, she attempted to pull her hand back without attracting attention.

Her palm had not completely left the hot spot, even through several layers of fabric, when the car suddenly stopped. Sam took a deep breath, moved his seat back a bit, and pointed to the space between his legs, coldly saying, "Come here and crouch down."

Despite the honking behind them, he paid no attention, making it seem like he would never yield unless Sienna complied. She had no choice but to awkwardly maneuver over and crouch between his legs.

The space was not meant for hiding, and even though she was petite, she was squeezed tightly. 

With her knees half-kneeling on the rough leather foot mat, she struggled to balance with weak arms. No matter what position she tried, her face always ended up directly in front of Sam's crotch, almost close enough to touch.

Sam started driving again.

He didn't instruct her to do anything, and Sienna dared not move. Every time the car jolted, his crotch would bump against her face, and she would deliberately lean back, fearing that this unauthorized contact would annoy Sam further.

Sam was indeed getting more irritated, but for completely different reasons.

After a while, Sam's patience reached its limit. He freed one hand and roughly pulled down his pants zipper, exposing his fully erect penis.

Sienna had nowhere to hide. The erect penis that sprang out filled the space she had painstakingly created. Even as she tried to lean back, the exceptionally warm penis brushed against her face, almost penetrating her skin.

Was Sam asking her for a blowjob?

Sienna stole a glance at Sam, who remained expressionless, making it unimaginable that a well-dressed elite man would be so lewd beneath the steering wheel.

Perhaps it was a test?

Sienna clenched her lips, suspecting that Sam wanted to reject her, so he dangled a bait for her to lick. If she acted without his permission, it could be used as an excuse to kick her out of the car.

She refused to fall for it.

Both of them were silently struggling, the heat rising in the confined space. Sienna's longing for Sam was like hot oil simmering inside her, but she couldn't move, let alone lick his penis. She had to endure in order to stay in the same space with him.

Sam tightened his grip on the steering wheel. If he wasn't driving, he might have given in to the desire to fuck Sienna hard.

She dared to resist?

Sam had put in so much effort and energy at Eastwood Films Group just to see Sienna, but she would rather stay with that stranger Louie than go with him!

After finally calming down from this realization after a week or two, Sienna inexplicably appeared at his home. If it weren't for his former teacher present, he would have taken her right there!

He couldn't hit her, he couldn't ruin her as he pleased, so he had to awkwardly leave the house to calm down. But she followed him out! She even wanted to undress in front of so many people!

The muscles on Sam's face twitched imperceptibly, his heart filled with raging anger, but sadly, there was an indescribable desire swelling within him.

He could feel his penis pressing against Sienna's face, the tip of his penis being the most sensitive part of his body, more attuned to the softness of Sienna's skin than his fingertips.

This made Sam think of another wet, tight place on Sienna.

But he didn't want to speak. Unzipping his pants was already the biggest concession he could make. He would berate himself a hundred times in the silence of the night, any request he made would be a surrender, causing him to lose the moral high ground completely.

Seeing Sam's increasingly furrowed brow and unstable breathing, Sienna thought he was impatient because she wasn't complying, forgetting that if Sam really wanted to kick her out of the car, he didn't need such a ridiculous excuse.

Her arms, propped on the leather foot mat, began to ache. When Sam wasn't paying attention, she shifted slightly, and the hot penis against her right cheek grazed down to her left.

The transparent liquid secreted from the tip of the penis acted as lubrication, and the entire process was smooth.

Sam took a deep breath.

His penis was so hard that it was starting to numb his thighs. The desire to be pleasured was about to break his last bit of self-control.

The traffic light suddenly turned red, and the car braked abruptly. Due to the inertia, Sienna first leaned back and then lunged forward. The hot penis landed near her mouth, and if her teeth weren't clenched, she would have taken it in her mouth.

Sienna thought to herself how lucky she was. She didn't expect Sam to deviate from his usual calm driving demeanor and start braking abruptly.

Under the steering wheel, she was thrown back and forth, and with one wrong move, her face would end up buried in Sam's crotch. 

Sam was very particular about personal hygiene, and even his most private parts had no odor. The sparsely scattered soft hair brushed against Sienna's nose, carrying a faint scent of shower gel.

Fearful of making a mistake, Sienna struggled to maintain her balance and continued to bite down hard on her teeth.

She silently lamented, wondering why they hadn't reached the apartment yet. She was reaching her limit. In that moment, her hand supporting her on the foot mat was harshly stepped on by a leather shoe.

She cried out in pain, and in that split second, the eager penis took advantage and thrust into her throat.

The saliva she hadn't swallowed was forced into her windpipe, choking her with tears in her eyes. In the confined space, she couldn't even move back a few inches to spit out the penis.

Sam finally relaxed his brow, supporting the steering wheel with one hand and grabbing her hair with the other to control the depth and angle.

Sienna felt like she had become a toy. In her current state, she didn't dare to complain. Not only that, she had to work extra hard to prove her worth by licking, trying her best to show she still had some value.

"Are you hungry?" Sam lightly pinched her ear.

Sienna's mouth was full, unable to say a word. The space was so small that she could only shake her head, unable to nod. She could only indicate that she didn't want to eat.

Sam leaned against his temple. "Then let's go back to eat."

The car suddenly slowed down. Sienna thought it was another red light, but the person above her clicked his tongue lightly, "There's a police officer ahead checking for drunk drivers."

Sienna tensed up, accidentally biting Sam's penis too hard as she lost control.

Sam winced in pain, but didn't let her release. "If you don't want to be seen, then just keep licking properly," he said, pulling his coat over his lower body, covering Sienna as well.

Sienna quietly lay in the darkness, not daring to move. But Sam, dissatisfied, twisted her nipples, forcing her to once again take his penis into her mouth, moving it back and forth with minimal motion.

After a while, someone tapped on the car window, and a pleasant female voice said, "Sir, please blow into this device."

Sam rolled down the window and blew into the device.

The female officer had been diligently focused on the readings, but accidentally glanced at his face and couldn't look away. She had encountered all sorts of people behind car windows during her drunk driving checks, but this was the first time she had seen such a handsome man.

Sam's handsome features, his noble nose, and the slightly pursed lips on his profile were quite attractive.

"Can I go now?"

"Sure," the female officer quickly regained her composure. "Thank you for cooperating. But do you need any help?"

She glanced meaningfully downwards, where Sam's lower body was covered by the coat, and there was a visible slight movement, indicating Sienna's breathing.