No Strings Attached

CHAPTER 33

"The girls are already gone, let's go," I say, hoping that they actually are as I begin to pull her alongside me.

We run through the club, ignoring the screams as we dodge between people, eventually making it outside. I unlock the car and wait for Anastasia to get into the passenger side before I get into the drivers seat. I start the car and pull out of the carpark, ignoring how furious Anastasia looks right now.

"I had him," she says, her voice dripping with annoyance as she looks over at me.

"I was speeding things up," I reply, keeping my tone even.

"Do you not trust me or something?" she spits out, as if even talking to me is disgusting after tonight.

"I trust you, not that piece of shit," I say, my tone disgusted as I remember the way he kept touching her.

"We could've gotten caught because of your idiot decision to interfere," she snaps, not bothering hide how angry she is at me.

"Well we didn't, so you can calm down," I snap back.

"What's the real reason Vincenzo? You know I could handle myself, so why did you have to interfere?" she finally asks in an exasperated tone.

I don't respond, unable to think of what to say.

"Was it because you were jealous Vincenzo?" she asks with a smirk, catching me off guard as her tone is pure silk. My jaw locks. "Because he was touching me?" she continues, her tone becoming l seductive. "Because I was touching him?" her voice is a whisper.

"Yes," I reply, my voice low as I keep my eyes on the road.

"Yes?" she repeats, "Me talking to other men makes you jealous, Vincenzo?"

"Sweetheart we've already been through this," I chuckle dryly, "I'm a selfish man,"

"Stop the car," she says quietly, and I do. I pull over to the side of the dark road, no other cars in sight.

I unbuckle my seatbelt and groan as Anastasia puts a leg over my lap, straddling me before smashing her lips onto mine.

I kiss her back, my hand fisting her hair as I angle her head up, deepening the kiss as she begins to grind against my erection.

My tongue asks for entrance as she grants it, my tongue sweeping her mouth as she moans into the kiss.

I run my tongue along her bottom lip, biting and licking as her hand tugs on my hair.

I wrap a hand around her throat and squeeze lightly, smirking against her lips as I'm rewarded by a groan.

I grab Anastasia's waist and lean her against the steering wheel, her dress ridden up to her hips. I start sucking on her neck as my fingers press against her clit, the thin lace covering her sweet pussy.

"So fucking wet," I tsk, retracting my hand as she whines.

"You fucking tease," she snaps, narrowing her eyes at me as I push my thumb once more against her lace underwear.

"Sweetheart I'd like to think we're above car sex," I smirk, unable to help finding satisfaction in the torture I'm subjecting her to right now.

Her jaw locks and I chuckle, pulling her by the thighs so she's sitting on my dick, "Can you be a good girl and wait?" I ask in a silky tone, using my index finger to tilt her chin upwards.

Her eyes widen and I see her swallow before nodding. "Words sweetheart," I murmur, hooking my fingers onto the hem of her underwear, "Can you be a good girl and wait?"

"Yes," she breathes,

"Yes what?" I ask,

"I can be a good girl and wait," she whispers, her eyes still wide,

"That's my girl," I murmur, planting a single kiss on her jawline before I lift her back onto her seat.

She lets out a shaky breath as her eyes flutter shut, my hand going to her thigh as she puts her seatbelt back on.

I run circles with my thumb against her skin, the corners of my lips tilting up as goosebumps erupt on her skin.

I pull back out onto the road and keep driving, hoping everyone else had already retired to their rooms.

We soon make it back to the hotel, parking in the private carpark before I unbuckle my seatbelt, getting out of the car and waiting for Anastasia to get out.

I wrap my arm around her and place my hand on the curve of her waist, her body pressing against mine as we step into the elevator.

The doors close and I press the button for the top floor, stepping back as I hear Anastasia's breathing becomes more rapid.

"I'm not making you nervous am I sweetheart?" I chuckle, looking down as she narrows her eyes at me.

"No," she snaps indignantly,

I hum in response, pressing a kiss against her jawline as her body melts in my arms, a soft sigh escaping her lips as the elevator doors open.

We step out and walk over to the door to our room, shutting and locking it behind us.

I put the keys down and slam my lips against Anastasia's, lifting her up as her legs immediately wrap around my torso.

Our lips move together as I walk through the hotel room, until I push open the bedroom door.

I walk over to the bed and lay Anastasia down, lying on top of her as we catch our breath.

"No strings attached?" I ask, my lips already on her neck.

"No strings attached," she repeats.

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guess what's about to happen in the next chapter,

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