The Deal 2: Hell on Earth [Missing Chapter 13]

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A thrilling sense of fear bubbled up inside of me. My heart pumped adrenaline through my veins, making me feel jittery and on edge. A soft moan escaped my lips despite my efforts to hold them back, but it was a little difficult when you had a vibrator shoved deep inside you.

I squirmed around in the car seat, making the vibrator move from side to side. My body shivered. The cold air from the air conditioner felt amazing against my heated skin.

"When will we be there?" I sighed.

He glanced at me, looking me up and down with an analytical expression on his face. I knew what he was doing. He was waiting until I was all worked up, which was ridiculous because I felt like I could have relieved myself five times by now.

"Soon." He said simply.

"I thought you said we were going to the corner store." I said.

"I changed my mind." He shrugged.

No, he just wanted to torture me for longer, and that was why we had been driving around for the past ten minutes. I shifted in my seat. I was becoming fidgety and impatient.

"Getting a little restless, are we?" He asked. He had no idea.

"I just need...never mind." I breathed. He wouldn't give me what I wanted, what I needed.

"Vibrator not doing it for you?" He asked.

"I can think of something I'd much rather have inside me." I said.

"You get really bold when you're horny." He said.

I didn't reply to that comment. It was difficult to focus on conversation when the constant vibrations inside me was pushing me to my limits. I rocked myself a little faster on the vibrator, unable to get it to press against what I really needed it to. I couldn't help myself.

I sighed, rolling my head back. This felt so good, but so torturous at the same time. I was beyond turned on by now. I had been at that point back in his apartment too. My rigid cock was aching as it was stuffed in my jeans, desperate for the touch of Vic's warm hand, or his lips.

"You're seriously killing me." I breathed.

He finally pulled over on the side of the road outside a store.

"Are we here?" I asked.

"Shh." He hushed me.

I heard the sound of him unclicking his seat belt, then mine. He leant over to me and I flinched as I felt the tip of his nose touching the side my neck. His warm breath tickled my skin. Part of me just wished he'd get on with whatever he was doing. The other part wanted to savor and remember every moment. It was a frustrating kind of torture.

He was nuzzling my neck and I practically melted against him. He undid my jeans and slipped his hand beneath the material. His warm fingers wrapped around my stiff cock. I shuddered at the feeling. He stroked me and already I was so worked up that I was moaning, pushing myself into his hand. He kissed my neck, lightly nibbling on the sensitive skin as he jerked me off.

"Ugh... Vic, please." I groaned.

My body was shaking. I grinded my hips against his hand. Just a few more seconds and I would be engulfed in the release that I so desperately needed. As my moans became more frantic he suddenly stopped.

"Fuck..." I moaned in annoyance.

I knew he would do that. He took his hand out of my pants and did them back up. He pulled away from me and if looks could kill then he'd be dead. I knew I was the sub and it was my part to shut up and let him do what he wanted, but right then and there I wanted to get some sort of revenge. I wouldn't get a chance right now though.