GRINDING ON MY STEPSON (IV, End)

Chapter 4 Elizabeth’s POV The rest of the drive was torture. My body was still trembling from the orgasm Daniel had just pulled out of me in the backseat, my pussy still wet and throbbing, but he never gave me what I really wanted. He never fucked me. I kept waiting, I kept hoping he would unzip his jeans, pull me down on his cock and let me ride him raw while Lucas was clueless in the front seat with his music blasting. But he did not, he just left me aching and messy on his lap, my panties soaked with my thighs still shaking. I wanted to scream, Why did he stop? Why the hell did he leave me like that when I begged him to fuck me? The desert stretched out ahead of us, endless and empty. Lucas hummed along to the music in his headset, while I sat there pressed against Daniel, my whole body burning with frustration. I knew he could still feel how wet I was, could smell it on me. Every time the car hit a bump, my pussy rubbed against his cock, and he would grunt softly under his breath,