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☀️ Calm Before The Storm | C. Sainz*

Prequel to 'Señorita | Carlos Sainz'

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Tonight was my best friend, Blanca's, birthday dinner. I was going out with her, her parents and younger brother to a nice restaurant near where she lives.

I stood in my bathroom applying my poppy red lipstick, then my mascara I fluttered my lashes to be sure no lashes clumped together before, washing my hands to remove the small amount of foundation I'd gotten on them and drying them on the towel next to my sink. I looked in the full length mirror in my bathroom the red dress I wore hugged against my hips and flattered my chest and tanned skin, the heels on my feet were some simple white ones and my hair was in it's usual wavy state.

I grabbed my bag which was filled with essentials such as: my phone, tampons, charger, money, keys and Marlboros.

After arriving at the restaurant I scanned around the room for Blanca or a member of her family.

"Can I help you?" A waiter asked I nodded before responding.

"Um table for 5 under Sainz." I said sheepishly, he nodded and led me around the corner to see all 4 of them sat there.

We all greeted each other and I sat down next to Carlos. He was wearing a simple top and jeans but he made it look so handsome, anything did on him.

We all made a lively conversation going back and forth about work, family, current affairs and so fourth.

"Sorry, you'll have to excuse me." I apologised as I stood up from the table with my bag and made my way outside. I took a cigarette from the packet and lit it up while I stood in the car park of the restaurant.

The ghosts of the tobacco wafted through the cold night air as I stood blowing them from my mouth. I heard the crunch of gravel approach and then the voice of Carlos.

"You're driving me mental in that dress." He said in a low voice. I tapped my cig allowing ash to flutter down onto the ground.

"Am I?" I smirked gently taking my bottom lip between my teeth and looking him up and down.

"Yeah." He sighed out taking a step forward to me, I released the grip on my lip and moved the cigarette back towards them. Carlos gently grabbed my wrist guiding it away from my face. "You know they're bad for you?" He asked I scoffed at his statement and looked up into his deep brown eyes, then down at his his lips. "Eyes are up here Y/n." He said smugly as he looked down at me. I let out a sigh looking back into his dreamy eyes, our lips then neared each other and collided together. My cigarette fell from between my fingers onto the gravel, only half smoked but I didn't care right now. My now free hand wrapped around the back of his neck pressing the kiss deeper and his hand slid around my hips, gently digging his thumbs into my skin as we kissed. He walked us backwards into the shadow of the restaurant where no one could see us unless they came over. My back hit the cold brickwork and Carlos held his knee between my legs. "Can I?" He asked his hand lingered over my wet pussy.

"Please." I breathed out looking down waiting for his hand to slip under my skirt and feel his fingers inside me curling up each time he moved them in and out.

He nodded before doing just what I want. Gently, he worked my dress up my hips and pushed my underwear down to expose my heat. He began to quickly thrust his fingers in and out of me, my wetness easily coating his fingers. With each strong movement I felt from him, the more the knot in my stomach grew and the closer I got. I suppressed my moans by burying my mouth in the crook of his neck, breathing in copious amounts of his cologne. "I'm gonna cum." I whispered into his ear as he vigorously drove his index and middle finger in and out of my soaked pussy.

"No, you don't cum until my dick is inside you." He growled quietly down my ear, before his lips met my neck and he left a dark, maroon bruise there.

"Please Carlos." I moaned quietly. He scoffed before unzipping his pants and popping his hard dick out over the waistband of his boxers.

"Be quick baby." He urged as he rubbed his hand up and down his dick a few times before slamming into me, giving me no time to adjust to his size at all. I covered my mouth to muffle the moans I was letting out with each hard and rough movement. His hand grabbed my leg and lifted up to make it easier to fuck me. I felt my body nearing that ledge that Carlos had bought me to so many times before this. Then as if on command I tipped over it and came over his dick, my legs twitching as I did. "You look so hot after I've fucked you." He smirked continuing to thrust in and out of me. I mumbled a response before feeling his load spill into me. He let out a low breath as he continued to push his cum deeper inside of me with every movement. He then pulled out of me leaving my crotch aching and my outfit messy, I pushed my dress back down and after being sure I looked suitable I headed back inside. My crotch ached as I walked back into the restaurant, he always made me feel like this, every time without fail.

I walked back inside to everyone and sat down in my seat, talking to them as if I haven't just had a quickie in a car park with Carlos.

"You ok?" Blanca asked me as I sat down, she'd known me all my life and could tell when I was acting.

"Yeah." I nodded before turning around and seeing Carlos walking over to the table after sorting himself out. Blanca shrugged it off and decided to think nothing of me turning red as he sat down next to me, putting it down to the fact I had a niccy rush.

I sat across from Blanca at the table as we ate our meal. I looked down as I felt a hand on my thigh only to realise it was Carlos'. I gave him a warning look as his fingers pushed under the lip of my dress and he flicked his fingers over my damp underwear. I breathed in sharply as he made contact with me making everyone turn to us. He quickly whipped his hand away from me and the feeling in my crotch fizzled out.

"What was that?" Blanca asked accusingly as Carlos and I ate our food silently. She repeated her question and Carlos shook his head mumbling a response denying anything happened. "Right sure." She huffed.