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The Tesco car park was eerily quiet—the kind of silence that..
🕑 Added 2025-02-07 12:32:10 +0000 UTC The Tesco car park was eerily quiet—the kind of silence that only existed late at night, when the world felt like it was half-asleep. I leaned against the car, the cool metal pressing into my back as the wind nipped at my legs. Even with my coat pulled tightly around me, I couldn’t stop the shiver that ran down my spine. But it wasn’t from the cold.It was from the way Richard was looking at me.“Stay right there,” he said, his voice low, commanding.My breath hitched. That tone always had an effect on me, sending a rush of heat to my cheeks, making my pulse quicken. I nodded, my eyes flicking nervously around the empty car park. A few cars were scattered here and there, their owners probably finishing up late-night shopping runs, but otherwise, it was silent. Too silent.“Yes, sir,” I murmured, barely above a whisper.Richard stepped closer, his boots crunching against the ground. His eyes never left mine as he reached for my coat, sliding his hands under the lapels. The heat of his touch burned through the thin fabric of my dress.“Open it,” he ordered.I hesitated, my gaze darting around again. The flickering streetlight above cast long, eerie shadows, and even though I couldn’t see anyone, the open space made my nerves tingle. But I obeyed. Slowly, I undid the buttons of my coat until it hung loose around my shoulders. Richard’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk.“Good girl,” he murmured, his fingers grazing my collarbone as he pushed the coat off me. It slipped down my arms, pooling at my feet. The February night air kissed my exposed skin, making me shiver. Even though I was still clothed, the way he looked at me made me feel bare.Richard closed the distance between us, his hand finding the small of my back as he pulled me into him. His other hand toyed with the hem of my dress, slowly inching it higher. “I like seeing you like this,” he said, his voice laced with possession. “Out here. Vulnerable. Mine.”My cheeks burned. I felt my body react to his words even as my mind reeled with the awareness of where we were. “What if someone sees?” I whispered, my voice trembling.“Then they’ll know you belong to me,” Richard replied, completely unfazed. His hands slid beneath my dress, fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along my thighs. “And maybe I want them to.”A shiver ran through me—part fear, part excitement. Richard’s fingers hooked into the sides of my dress, lifting it inch by inch. I swallowed hard, my breath coming faster as he pulled it over my head. I raised my arms without protest, the fabric slipping away until I stood there in nothing but my lingerie. The thin straps of my bra and the lace of my underwear left little to the imagination.“Turn around,” he instructed.I obeyed, my heart pounding. The cold night air brushed against my bare skin as his hands roamed over my body, firm, possessive. He pressed me against the car, the metal a stark contrast to the heat of his touch.“You know the rules,” he murmured, his lips close to my ear. “You don’t question me. You don’t hesitate. Understood?”“Yes, sir,” I whispered.Before I could say anything else, the sharp slam of a car door cut through the quiet. My entire body tensed. I turned my head sharply toward the noise, panic shooting through me. A man walked across the carpark, a bag of shopping in one hand, his phone in the other. He wasn’t looking in our direction—yet.“Richard,” I hissed, my pulse skyrocketing.“Shh,” he soothed, his hands steady on my hips. “Don’t move.”My instincts screamed at me to grab my coat, to cover myself, to run. But Richard’s calm, steady presence held me in place. His fingers traced the waistband of my underwear, teasing the lace as though daring me to disobey.“Trust me,” he murmured.I swallowed hard and nodded.The man walked close to our car, completely oblivious. I held my breath until he disappeared.“See?” Richard said, his tone almost teasing now. “No one noticed. You’re safe.”My legs felt weak. The rush of adrenaline left me both exhausted and exhilarated. Richard turned me back toward him, his hands cradling my face as he studied me, his expression unreadable.“You did well,” he murmured. “You’re such a good girl for me.”His praise sent warmth flooding through me, and I leaned into his touch. His lips met mine in a slow, deliberate kiss—a reminder of his control over me. When he finally pulled away, his eyes darkened with intent.“We’re not done yet,” he said, that wicked smile tugging at his lips. “Not even close.” Richard’s hands lingered on my bare waist, his fingers brushing over my skin in slow, deliberate strokes. He wasn’t in a rush—he never was. He knew exactly how to unravel me, piece by piece, savouring every flicker of anticipation in my body.“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice rough, dark with possession. “Out here like this… where anyone could see. Do you know how beautiful you are when you’re so obedient?”Heat bloomed in my cheeks, but I couldn’t look away. His gaze held me captive, making me feel more exposed than the cool night air ever could. The thrill of our situation only made my senses sharper—the chilled metal of the car beneath my fingertips, the whisper of the wind against my skin, the weight of Richard’s attention pressing down on me like a command.“You trust me, don’t you?” he asked, his voice softening just enough to send a shiver down my spine.“Yes, sir,” I whispered.“Then prove it.”He guided me until I was leaning forward against the car, my hands splayed out against the bonnet. His body pressed against mine, his warmth seeping into me as his lips traced a slow path along the back of my neck. The contrast between the cold night and the heat of his touch was dizzying.Richard crouched behind me, his hands skimming down my legs, igniting a fire with every touch. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my underwear, drawing them down inch by inch, his movements deliberate, teasing. The fabric slipped past my knees, pooling at my ankles. My breath came faster, my heart pounding as I stepped out of them, the night air kissing my bare skin, my bare pussy.“You’re perfect like this,” he said, his voice laced with desire. “Bare. Exposed. Mine.”His hands explored my body like he was memorizing every inch of me. Slow, purposeful strokes along my thighs, featherlight touches that made me tremble. He knew exactly how to keep me on edge, how to make me ache for more without saying a word.Then, just as he slid his hands higher, the distant sound of voices reached us.I froze.The voices grew louder, the unmistakable shuffle of footsteps echoing across the lot. My breath caught in my throat, every nerve in my body screaming at me to move, to hide, to do something.“Don’t move,” Richard commanded, his voice a low, authoritative whisper.“But—”“Trust me.” His grip on my hips tightened, keeping me in place.The footsteps came closer. I could hear the casual laughter of two people, the scrape of a shopping trolly against the pavement. My heart pounded so hard I was sure they’d hear it.Richard’s breath was hot against my ear. “They won’t see you unless you give them a reason to look.”I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay still. My entire body was tense, my fingers gripping the car’s hood so hard my knuckles ached. I could feel the heat radiating from Richard, his presence both grounding and electrifying.The footsteps passed.I held my breath until the voices faded, until the automatic doors of the Tesco slid shut behind them.Only then did I exhale.Richard’s hands slid up my sides, steadying me as he pressed a kiss to the nape of my neck. “See?” he murmured. “You’re safe. I’ve got you.”I turned to face him, still breathless, still shaking from the adrenaline. He cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs brushing along my cheekbones as he studied me with dark, hungry eyes.“You’re so good for me,” he whispered, his lips hovering just above mine. “And you have no idea how much I love seeing you like this.”His mouth claimed mine in a deep, possessive kiss, stealing the breath from my lungs. When he pulled away, a wicked smile tugged at his lips.“Now,” he said, his voice a promise of what was to come, “let’s see just how much you can take.”With that, he slid his throbbing cock inside me. The cold metal of the Audi stiffening my nipples as I bent over it.Richard kicked my legs wider; pushing himself deeper within me. A part of me wanted this to be quick, so I could retreat into the safety of his car….another part never wanted this to end.My difficulty in silencing my orgasms was now emphasised. Try as I might, as the orgasm built within me, I just could not contain my moans and cries. As he fucked me to climax, I’d never felt so slutty… Id never felt like such a free use slut.
