Devour You

74

Victoria

The hood of Rio's car is cold beneath my back, as I lay back blinking up at the starry night sky in my short, chic crimson red dress. I glimpse over to lock gazes with Rio, after almost ten full minutes of loosing myself in the beautiful abyss above us.

He's already settled on my gaze - makes me wonder for a moment how long he's been staring. The gangster stands leaning up against the hood by my feet, his hands blanketed in the pockets of his black khakis.

"We should make more pitstops like this on our way." I remark, catching the sight of an inevitable twinkle display in his deep brown eyes. Rio watches me longer than I had expected, I guess, and the grin tugging at his lips is noticeable.

"What?" I ask him, my lips curving upward themselves, curiosity striking my eyes. Rio licks his lips quick, "we should." he agrees, ignoring my curiosity as to why he's gazing, soon beginning to stand upright and make his way closer to me.

My back remains flat on the BMW's cool surface; my arms still reclining next to either side of my disheveled waves. Then, I feel Rio's hard body stand firm between my legs. And before I can even process it, his hot hands grip my own as he pulls me up within a flash. My sudden breath takes in his own from the low growl he released when my chest slammed against his.

My husband's heat washes over me, it's consuming. And my heart beats fast, when I feel his hands graze my body; traveling down my back deliberately.

My light brown eyes study the gangster's full lips as he stands in his collared white button down shirt and tie, between my parted legs. My hands quickly grasp onto his shoulders tight when he pulls me even closer, closing the tiny space that remained between us - his warm breath rapid against my awaiting pink lips.

Rio's fingers dig into my thighs, and his teeth ever so gently tug at my bottom lip. And I'm lulled into a blissful daze that I don't wanna get out of. My eyes can't tear from my husband's lips.

But then, the feathery drops of water begin to diffuse from above, and the starry night sky starts to wail. A low groan escapes Rio's lips amongst the disappointment that twists inside me, too. But my craving lips twitch themselves.

Rio's trailing hands find my own as he curls his fingers with mine, and brings me to my own two feet. I merely giggle when my body has no exception to press against his now, seconds before he leads me to the passenger side door. Running up behind him in the rain that starts to fall mercilessly within seconds, I watch Rio hurry to open the door for me, allowing for me to slip into the car.

Through the wet windshield I watch him jog toward his side, before he hops in too. Clicking on my seatbelt, the gangster equips on his as well, meeting my eyes again shortly after.

"To the airport we go, then." He states huskily, inserting the car keys into the ignition. "Don't worry we'll continue on with our little session." I watch him turn his concentration ahead, as he backs out of the grassy field before the city lights, my brow perched up in confusion.

"Airport?" I question.

Rio fixates on my gaze, finally, his hands clenching the steering wheel as he presses on the gas a bit. "Oh yeah, darlin'. It's too far to drive. Plus I'm lookin' forward to that plane ride, we have unfinished business from our last flight." he finishes, glimpsing ahead again to avoid my current surprised stare, but I can see by the corner of his lips the smile that forms.

I let out a low humorless laugh when facing ahead as I roll my brown eyes - soon becoming flustered at the grin that creeps onto my face.

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