22 - Just relax and enjoy my hot cock.

***POV NOAH***

Isabela was sitting on my lap; we were in the driver's seat. I moved the seat back to give us a little more room.

"Noah," she said, catching my eye as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Why did I find this gesture so sexy?

"Hmm," I murmured, running my hands up her thighs and over her back.

"We can't do anything here," she warned me. "We're in the CT parking lot where you train with the team. My coworker is waiting for me to leave."

"Send him a message and tell him you're not going back with him," I ordered.

"What?" She didn't understand.

"Why are you going back to the car with him? It's obvious that he wants you."

"Don't talk nonsense. He's married and we've worked together for years," she said as if I were crazy, but a man knows another man well, and I could understand perfectly the looks he was giving my Isabella.

"The fact that he's married doesn't stop him from being interested in you," I grumbled, "do it for me," I asked.

"How am I going to get out afterwards?" She crossed her arms, full of audacity.

"I'll take you."

Against her will, Isabela pulled out her cell phone, which was in the back pocket of her pants. I watched as she typed quickly into the device and then blocked it once again.

"Okay," she said, looking at me. "What are we going to do now?"

I smiled mischievously at his question.

"Lots of sex."

"Here?" But isn't that risky?

"Just relax and cum on my cock, baby." I brought my hand up to her neck and gave it a gentle squeeze, making her close her eyes. "Will you let me have sex with you, darling?" I asked, bringing my mouth close to hers. She opened her mouth to kiss me, and I pulled away to hear her answer.

"Yes." She spoke quietly, still with her eyes closed.

I didn't wait for anything else and pressed my lips against hers, initiating a hot, desperate kiss. Our tongues dueled for space; we were panting.

"Noah," she said, pulling away breathlessly.

"I liked that you came in jeans, it saved me more headaches. Right now, though, I'd rather you were wearing a dress..." I mumbled, sniffing her neck and running my hand down her body, reaching for the button of her pants.

Isabela arched her back, and I pulled down her pants, leaving her in just a T-shirt and panties.

I ran my finger over the fabric of her panties and felt that she was wet.

"Always ready for me."

I pulled her panties aside and came into contact with her lubricated intimacy. It drove me crazy how wet she got with just a kiss or a word from me.

"Fuck," I suppressed a moan as soon as I put a finger inside her. She, on the other hand, pressed her lips together with her eyes closed. "Don't moan loudly. I don't want anyone to hear your moans.

"Uh-huh," she murmured.

"Your moans are mine," I said, moving my finger inside her.

Isabela tilted her head back, leaning her back against the steering wheel. I penetrated her pussy with my finger and watched all her expressions and how hard she was trying not to moan out loud.

"Noah," she moaned, "I'm going to come," she warned me, coming apart on my fingers as I penetrated her even harder. With my free hand, I covered her mouth to muffle her moans.

She was panting and trying to recover from the orgasm she had just had. I was hard as a rock and dying to have sex with her.

"Get in the back seat," I ordered.

Isabela looked at me for a few seconds, but didn't question me, just did as I asked. She got up from my lap and went to the back seat, passing between the passenger seat and the driver's seat. I barely gave her time to think and went after her, initiating another kiss.

"You drive me crazy. From the moment I saw you here, all I could think about was having sex with you," I confessed.

And it was true. Even though we'd seen each other earlier in the morning and fucked like two animals all night, as soon as I saw her here, all I could think about was her.

I quickly took off my sports shorts, making my completely hard member jump out.

"Don't look at me like that," I ordered.

I laid my body on top of yours in the back seat and positioned myself in your driveway. I looked into her eyes as I slowly entered her. We moaned together when I came in. I paused for a few seconds, just feeling her tight pussy swallow my cock.

“I'm in my favorite place now.”

I started to move inside her; the car was on fire. We were both soaked and panting. I suppressed my moans; she had already come again. 

We heard voices, and she looked at me startled. I signaled for her to keep quiet, and the voices got louder. It was some athletes leaving. 

I moved inside her again, covering her mouth so she wouldn't moan. Now, any noise and we could be caught red-handed. But that made our fucking even more delicious, the adrenaline. 

“Cum on your man's cock, my slut,” I whispered in her ear, feeling her pussy squeeze my cock several times, telling her she was coming once again. This time, I couldn't hold back and ended up cumming along with her. 

We were panting, sweaty, and smelling of sex. I ended up smiling, laying my head on her neck, and smelling her delicious, soft perfume mixed with sweat. 

We heard a cell phone ringing, and it wasn't mine. It was hers. 

"Um, stay here..." I ordered when I saw that she was about to get up to get her cell phone, which was on the passenger seat in front of her.

"I have to take this." She looked me in the eye, talking to me with her gaze. I didn't question it; I just walked away from her and sat down on the seat, watching as she got up and leaned forward to pick up her cell phone. I analyzed her sweaty back and lowered my gaze to her ass, which was so hot. I couldn't resist and ended up slapping her on the ass. She grunted and sat down next to me, looking at the cell phone screen.

Isabela put her cell phone on speaker and started to get dressed.

"Hi," she said to the person on the other end of the line.

"Isa, is everything all right?" I heard a man's voice and looked at her, who was now putting on her pants.

"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?" She asked, frowning.

"You said you were going to the toilet and then you sent a message saying I could leave without you. I didn't go; I was worried. I'm here in the car.

I gritted my teeth, controlling my impulsiveness.

I've never been the jealous type, but damn, it drives me crazy to imagine she with someone else. Or just imagine that several men want!

"Turn it off," I said quietly, but she heard because she looked at me reproachfully.

"It's okay; you can go now. I had to go and sort out some personal problems and I'm not even in CT anymore," she lied.

"I'm relieved to hear you're okay. I loved working with you today. I heard the idiot laugh. "I hope they climb us together more often."

"I have to go. Bye!" She said it quickly and hung up.

"I told you he was into you, that was so obvious," I commented. I was really annoyed.

Isabela, who was now dressed, picked up her cell phone, looked at the display, which was off, and fixed her hair, which was a bit messy because of our sex. But she was still beautiful, I must say.

She put the phone in her lap and looked at me seriously, and I crossed my arms without looking away.

"I don't like being controlled. You're not my boss. I came out of an abusive and toxic relationship; I'm not going to get involved with someone like that again. If you want to do it here," she pointed to the space between us, "work, try to be less controlling, obsessive and jealous.

I grabbed my shorts, which were on the carpet of the car, and quickly got dressed.

"I don't know how to control myself. I've never acted like this before with anyone, because I've never wanted someone as much as I want you."