Leanna-Chapter 270: [LEANNA] A Steamy Night in his Car

I moaned when I felt something ticklish and pleasing at the same time between my thighs.

I opened my eyes, and the modern, elegant ceiling of a limousine stumbled my view and the feel of the exquisite expensive fur leather chair. I glanced to my right to see who was driving, but only the close airtight limousine divider greeted me, trapping me alone in the back seat.

"Nghr!"

I moaned in surprise when a wonderful slimy sensation slid inside me.

My eyes darted towards my abdomen, and to my amusement, I found my cocktail dress folded until my waist, exposing my spreading legs with my flimsy thong dangling while those frosty irises stared at me with a passion.

"W-what happened?" I asked in a daze.

Shock, amazement, and confusion battled all at once while my body was bursting with heat.

Cain raised his head and smiled at me while wiping my cum off his lips with his thumb, licking it so enticingly slow.

I clenched. I think I came again.

"After you passed out from our fourth orgasm and left me hanging, I carried you here in the car so we can continue everything at home."

A mischievous grin then spread across his face. "But . . . seeing your sleeping face and that sexy dress on you, you seduced me into giving you multiple orgasms with my tongue."

I gasped and raised an eyebrow at him. "I seduced you?"

"Yes, you did. See, you’re doing it again."

Cain leaned over, cupped my cheeks, and planted small kisses all over my face.

I giggled and playfully hit his chest.

"What do you mean . . . mmm . . . I did it again? Ngrhhh . . . I’m not doing anything . . ."

Cain traced my lips with his tongue before he bit and sucked my lower lip and inhaled my scent.

"Your mere existence seduces me."

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck when his hot tongue slid down from my lips to the top slope of my breasts.

"Kyah!"

I yelped when he scooped me and laid me on his lap with my bare back facing him.

"C-Cain . . . ," I purred with a hesitant voice when he spread my legs with his. My arm went to his strong hand, stopping it when it glided down to the center of my thighs while his other hand cupped my breast, squeezing and pinching my erected tip. My fingers grabbed his hair for support as he made sucking trails on my neck, at the same time, his big callus hand rubbed my clit.

"My, my . . . Look how wet you are for me, my little pet . . . Tell me, is it my voice? My touch that makes you so aroused?" he teased as he bit my earlobe.

I was going crazy at the onslaught of pleasures and heat. I could only moan, gasp, and scream to release some of the tension.

"Argh . . ."

I jerked and clenched many times when he plunged his tongue inside my ear. His arm pulled my dress down, almost ripping it. My bouncing breasts jiggled free. He played and squeezed it until it was sore and swollen while his other hand didn’t give me much time to rest as his finger slid inside me, pumping me for more.

I gasped, and my eyes flung open when he covered my mouth with his hand as he marked my neck and shoulders with his mouth. He inserted another finger inside me as his thumb rubbed my clit.

"Who do you belong to? Scream the name for me," he commanded and pumped me harder.

"C-Cain . . ."

I whimpered when his hand released my mouth and went back to my breast.

"Louder."

"C-Cain!"

I cried when he shoved another finger inside me, and I angled my hips to accommodate him as he thrust his fingers deeper and harder.

Argh!

I screamed in ecstasy when his hand pinched my clit, and thick milky fluid came out, soaking his fingers wet.

*pant . . .

*pant . . .

I slumped against his body, resting my head on his warm chest while I stabilized my breathing.

Cain hummed and chuckled before kissing my hair, and one by one, sucked my cum off his fingers, licking them clean.

It was so arousing my body flared once more.

"Young master, young miss, we’re here."

The car stopped, and Russell’s amused voice resounded from the front seat.

My face heated down to my neck. Even my whole body was hot. They couldn’t see us, but I was not so sure if they could not hear us amidst the supposed ’soundproof’ interior with my screaming and all.

I got off from Cain’s lap, fixed myself, and searched for my underwear. But before I could even grab that flimsy fabric, Cain’s hand held mine in a tight grip.

"Stay. We’re not finish yet."

Cain’s tone held power and command as he stared at me.

My eyebrow rose.

His eyes then darted toward his erection.

". . ."

". . ."

Oh, my . . .

I giggled.

Cain pulled my hand and rubbed it against his bulging length.

"You’re not taking one step out of this car until you take responsibility," he whispered, and I closed my eyes, savoring each pleasant tone of his voice.

"Look how you’ve made me so hard for you."

I laughed and stared at him. "Well, that is a problem. I can’t leave my darling husband unsatisfied now, can I?"

I traced and playfully bit his lower lip.

Cain chuckled as he stayed focus on my lips. He closed his eyes when I pushed my tongue inside his mouth, intertwining it with his as my hand caressed his erection.

I didn’t know what came over me, but a mischievous thought crossed my mind.

I took a peek at the man who was concentrating on our kiss. I unbuckled his belt, pulled down his zipper, and squeezed his hard throbbing cock beneath his boxers.

My other hand then grabbed a bucket of ice on the side and poured its content inside his boxers.

Cain sharply gasped.

I took advantage of his momentary shock and snatched my underwear before storming out of the car into our house, laughing and giggling like a little girl.

"Leanna!"

I laughed and shivered at the same time upon hearing his pained agonizing roar.

And I knew . . .

I’m going to get what’s coming to me later.

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