05

Shishitshit. I didn’t mean to say that, my dick did. But not me. Fuckfuckfuck. I just catch her fucking riding my damn brother and I say that. I want to slap myself…

« I mean like as in I’ll tell your Dad… » I say trying my best to cover-up what I just said. I really need a drink Cazzo.

She rolls her eyes before bending over to pick up her heels. Shit…I can see her fucking underwear. What is she doing to me.

I look away quickly and clear my throat to get her attention. « I’m taking you home, You’re not driving. » I tell her as I fix my cuffs. I have to distract myself somehow.

« Nico let Sebastian know I’m dropping her off. » I hissed as I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the back door. Like before she resisted and clawed at my hands.

I dragged her out to the parking lot and pushed her against the car. « Will you stop, I’m trying to help you ! » I grumble as she tries to push me off. Rolling my eyes I open the door and force her into the passenger seat before going to the driver’s.

« Let me out ! » She screams as she attempts to open the door. « What the hell is wrong with you ! » She scoffed glaring at me with her gorgeous brown orbs.

Don’t look at me like the neonata…

Letting out a deep sigh, I start the engine and begin the trip back to her house. She didn’t make it easy as she kept complaining and telling me to ‘let her out’. Pulling up to a red light, I slow down the car. As soon as we came to a complete stop I felt her hands on my chest. Glancing over, she had that same mischievous smirk as she did in the club.

« Neonata, What are you doing ? » I gulp down a lump in my throat as I felt her hands travel lower.

The light turns green and I start to pull off again, feeling her hands on my pants now.

« Don’t you want this ? » She pouted as she dives down under my arms that rested on the steering wheel. Your married Liam, Stop her.

« Liam papí, déjame chuparte. » She teased as she lowered her head down, lick me through my slacks.

{ Translation : Liam Daddy, Let me suck you. }

Letting out a groan, I pull over to an abandoned parking lot. Her hands slid past my pants and into my boxers, she bites her lips as she pulls my dick out. Stop her dammit !

« C-chanel, you can’t. » I mumbled as she takes my tip into her pouted lips. She knows what she’s doing and she still does it. Fuck it…

Her tongue swirls around as she slowly massages my shaft with her hands. « Babygirl…Don’t… » I let out a defeated breathe as she starts to go deeper. I felt myself hit the back of her throat and she pulled out making a pop sound, revealing a coat of saliva.

« Cazzo…all ten inches neonata. » I groaned as my hands wandered down her back to her ass, giving it a good squeeze before slapping it. She gasps before I pushed her head back down, shoving my dick in her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around my shaft as she started deepthroating me. Throwing my head back from the pleasure that took over, my phone started ringing obnoxiously loud.

Pulling it out of my pocket, the screen lit up reading ; Bianca DeLuca. « Baby wait, I have to take this. » I tell her trying to push her off but she wouldn’t budge.

Licking me from the bottom of my shaft to the tip. She stops and looks at me with her doe brown eyes, giving me her pouty lip. « I promise to be quiet… » She pouted and took me back into her mouth.

Fuck it’s on the third ring…she’ll have questions on why it took so long. Letting out another groan, I answer the phone just to hear her nagging voice.

« Liam ! Where the fuck are you ?! »

Rolling my eyes, looking down at the beauty in my lap, I move her hair so I can see her face. « I’m driving home now. » I lied, pushing her head down more and pulling her back up, her mouth makes another pop sound from my tip.

« What the fuck was that then ?! » She questioned in her annoying high pitched voice. Shit, I shouldn’t have done that. She smirks at the comment my wife made and slowly starting licking my shaft as her hands grab my balls, giving them a light squeeze. « Cazzo… » I groaned out as she sucked my tip, I know she definitely heard that…Shit.

« WHO ARE YOU WITH LIAM ?! IS IT THAT BITCH FROM YOUR OFFICE ?! »

I won’t lie, I did fuck her once. But Chanel isn’t a one-time thing…

« I’ll see you when I get back. » I say rolling my eyes before hanging up on her.

« Didn’t you say you’d be quiet ? » I said pulling her off me. She smiled and licked her lips slowly, « I’m sorry did she hear. » She pouted her lips once again. Fuck I need to get her home before I do something I won’t regret.

« I’m taking you home, sit back. » I told her sternly, tucking my dick into my pants and starting the engine again. I saw her eyebrow furrow at my changed demeanor, I know she was confused at my sudden behavior change but I had to shrug it off.

« This, » I motion between us as I continued to drive to her house « Can’t happen again, Understand ? »

She just nodded her head and sat back up in her seat, the rest of the ride was silent and she stayed faced away from me the whole time. God, I’m such a dick.

We arrived at her house and as soon as I stopped the car, she tried to open the door.

« Chanel, »

She ignored me as she waited for me to unlock the door. She’s being stubborn.

« Chanel… » My voice came out much deeper with an impatient tone. You hurt her feelings.

« CHANEL ! »

« WHAT ?! » She yelled back as she turned around to face me. Her eyes gleamed with tears as if she was on the verge of crying. Shit.

« Ba-« 

« Don’t call me that, my name is Chanel. » She said looking away and wiping tears out her brown orbs. « Open the damn door, Liam. » She started fidgeting with the handle, pulling and turning it.

« Chanel, I didn’t mean it like that. I got caught up in the moment. » I explained as I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. No, I got caught up in you. I should have stopped.

My finger hit the unlock button to the car, « Well your right Mr. DeLuca, It won’t happen again. »

That’s not what I want. I want to fuck her brains out, I wanted to tell her that. But I have a wife at home…The blonde bitch I call a wife who made my life a living fucking hell.

« Besides you have a wife, Forget this happened. » She sniffled as got out of the car, straightening her dress she walks up the stairs and disappears behind her front door.

« Damnit. » I slam my hand against the steering wheel in frustration and anger. Once again I hear the sound of my phone ringing, sighing I pick it up reading the name on the screen. ‘Unknown Caller ?’