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(I'm not sure why I haven't thought to put a Chase Atlantic song yet^)
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Nick has insisted for me to see his new car. A sports car actually, I'm sure he would correct me. He seems so excited to bring me, I'm not sure why he didn't just ask Clay. Maybe he loves me more, I always tease him on how since I've been around he never does anything with Clay ever.
I show up at his place and pull into the driveway with my GMC Acadia. That's nothing compared to the bright orange Covet Stingray in the driveway. It's practically glowing in the sun. He's just coming out of the garage door when I get out of my car. He's wearing his white bandana and a black tee. He's slinging keys around his finger and looking his car up and down.
"Wow," I say putting my hands on my hips. He comes around to my side of the car. He smells faintly of weed.
"You like?" he gestures to the car.
"I love it," I say admiring the features of the car. I can feel him stare at me and I can just feel the tension in my heart now. God.
"Wanna take it for a spin? I know a place." He smirks. He's been growing his beard out a little and it looks really good on him. He goes to the drive side and hops in. I smile and hop in too. He pulls out of the driveway and rolls the windows down. My hair blows in the wind and it feels so cool. The interior of the car is just as nice as the outside. Nick looks ecstatic to drive it around. I smile at him.
We end up in this huge empty racing track. I'm pretty sure it's the illegal one I heard about in the news. Nick parks the car at the starting point. We both glance at each other. Then he races off, and all I can hear is the engine and the wind whipping. We race around the track. Dust clouds forming behind us. We go around a few times again and then slow down. He dives out of the track and into the back of the 'parking lot' or dirt field surrounded by woods. I can't wipe the smile off my face, driving fast was so much fun. He parks the car and presses the button to put it in park. (Yes I did research on this car -.-)
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"What'd think?" he asks smiling
"I loved it!" I say leaning closer. I try to tell what he's feeling by looking into his eyes, "What else do you want to do in it?" I ask, hoping he wants to go get food or something.
"Only one thing I can think of," He smirks. I finally get the hint after a moment. He leans in more so our lips connect. His kisses are sweet and soft at first. We take our time but eventually get more deep and passionate. I can feel more core warming, suddenly feeling too hot in this hoodie. He brings his hand to my cheek and I melt right into it. I've always had a soft spot for him. His tongue pushes against mine as Nick tries to taste more of me. The kiss gets more hungry as his hand travels down my bicep and mine into his hair. At that moment I wanted to taste every bit of him, so I break our kiss to crawl over the center console and onto the floor in front of him. I can already feel myself dripping for him.
He slides his chair back so I have more room. I pull down his sweat pants to see his black boxers and his rock-hard dick in them. I pull his boxers down just to his knees. Then I finally get to see it, thick and a vein popping out from the underside. I spit in my hands as he looks at me with a grin playing on his face. I spit in my hand and rub his tip first with my thumb then slowly pump my hand up and down.
I go down on him quickly with my mouth wanting to taste more of him. That earns a shakey inhale and low grumble from Nick. Warmth begins to pool in the bottom of my stomach. he holds my hair in a messy ponytail and brushes up the hair from my face into it. I swirl my tongue around and suck harder, trying to get him to cum faster. I roll my eyes back as he moans my name. I can still feel the gentle strokes that he used to push my hair up.
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"Good girl~ just like that." I look up at him through my lashes and his deep eyes connect with mine, murky and soothing. He finally bucks his hips forward and cums in my mouth. I enjoy every bit of it, helping him through his orgasm and swirling the cum around my tongue and his tip. His moans fill my head. He lets go of my hair and I stand up slightly and lean over him. My core burns with arousal.
He pulls me in with a kiss. I nip his bottom lip and he does it back. One hand behind my head and the other taking my pants off. They fall to my ankles and I help him pull my underwear down. His hand then moves to the base of his dick and the other on my hip. I put my hands on his shoulders bracing myself. I go down slowly, feeling him stretch me out. It feels a little uncomfortable at first but I immediately adjust to him. My core burns like a hot lava pit. I slowly bottom out. My head tilts back.
"Mm~ you filthy slut, god." He slowly mumbles. I'm basically drooling over him. As I slowly make my way up and then down again I can't help but feeling I'm made form him and he's made for me. I moan out as he starts making me go faster.
"My slut," he moans, I moan back as I'm far too gone to say a word, but want him to know that keeps me going. I clench around him with the little energy I have left.
"You like that, huh?"
"Y-Yes," I mumble out somehow. His thumb makes its way to my clit and I can barely hear with the blood rushing to my ears. Slowly a knot starts to form in my abdomen.
"Uh~ Nick- I- close" Is all I manage to get out. My fingers dig into his shoulders. The car is now filled with lewd noses of slapping flesh and moans. His hand slowly raises from my hip to cup my breast in his hand.
"It's ok baby- ah~ you can cum." He somehow says flawlessly. I slowly get off his dick, suddenly feeling like I'm missing a piece of myself. He brings his hand back to my hip. My legs barely hold me up as the knot in my stomach untwists. I'm not sure how I didn't notice but now Nick is rubbing my clit and stroking himself at the same time. I orgasm and soon after he releases too. I practically fall onto him as my whole lower body and core give out. His body warmth makes me feel safe and happy.
He gives a little laugh. I smile, loopy.
"You did good baby," He says softly stroking my hair and pulling his pants up with the other. The sun is now setting and I think I'm going to die happy. I truly love this man.
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Y'all, I'm so sorry, I've been taking my sweet ass time. I'm battling finals, undiagnosed ADHD/burnout, and seasonal depression. I literally have 0 motivation to do anything... ugghhh it's the worst. But I hoped you enjoyed :)
Brian: SIMP GENSHIN IMPACT CHARACTERS
Body: wait, wh- *Accedently moans*
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