New York City Paranormals 3

Ren cursed softly under his breath at the beautiful sight she made. His hands ran greedily up her soft, sweet skin before he lowered his head and hooked his mouth around one of her pert nipples and wrapping an arm around her lithe body.

Margarette's palms softly pressed against the car door behind her, her body arching towards his warm lips. His touches were like a drug, bringing an unbelievable rush to her but she was already craving more so she began to slowly grind her hips against his. She wanted to drive him crazy like he had to her earlier in his room.

Ren gave a soft growl again and gently tugged her nipple. He grinded his hips back firmly against hers, as one hand found her neglected breast and the other slid down her abdomen and found the edge of her shorts.

A loud moan errupted from Margarette's throat. Ren already knew everything she loved and how to real her in completely. Her hips continued to move quicker, feeling extremely hot already.

Ren hummed deep in approval when she moaned beautifully for him. 'Mm, you like that?' he asked her, moving his warm lips up her skin again before he kissed her deeply. His hand undid the front of her jeans and slowly pushed them down, just enough so he could slide his fingers under her damp panties and feel her slick folds.

Margarette lost it when those firm fingers brushed over her swollen nub. Her whole body shivered in responce to him, it was then that she knew he had her.

Ren's fingers gently parted her folds and found her tender little nub. "Marge," he murmured, leaving small possesive bite marks on the crook of her neck as his free hand slid her pants off of her.

Being in a car like this with Ren was surreal. She helped him take off her pants and panties while she was short of breath with every small bite he pressed on her neck. "You're driving me crazy," She breathed softly, feeling how the air in the car turned as hot as it had been inside the club.
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"If you think you're going nuts, you have no idea what your doing to be,' he said in a gruff, lustful voice. He kissed her passionately, sliding his fingers slowly up into her warmth.

Margarette gasped loudly when his fingers slid into her warmth, a tension travelling quickly through her insides right then. His voice made her juices flow even more around his fingers, he was such a turn on. "Oh my goddess!" She moaned, arching her hips in want.

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Ren groaned, moving his fingers slowly inside her. His fingers curved just a little and stroked her sweet spot. His greedy mouth wrapped around one of her hardened nipples so he could here all of her gorgeous sounds.

Margarette groaned, toes curling at the feeling of his fingers. Sound after sound erupted from her throat, her toes curling in delight. "More,"

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Ren grinned, letting his free fingers sneak up to gently tweak her nipple. 'What do you want, Marge?" he murmured, slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts. 'Tell me and I'll give you it all,' he breathed, nipping at her skin lightly.

Margarette's nails continued to graze the skin of his back, biting her lip to muffle a loud groan. "I want you to go faster, deeper..." She gasped softly, her hips bucking against his hand.

Ren kissed up her neck, slowly sliding in another finger and moving faster and faster as her walls tightened around him. 'Gods Marge,' he breathed, pleasure already burning in his stomach from just feeling her this way.

Margarette whimpered softly in pleasure, her breaths quickening as his thrusts became faster and faster. Her wrapped tightly around his shoulders so her face could press against his neck as he brought her closer to her high.

Ren's lips trailed possesive marks over the skin of her neck. His fingers rubbed firmly against her sweet spot as his hips bucked from time to time against her long, smooth leg. He was more than eager to have her again and again, but he wanted to make her feel incredible before he took her as his.

"Fuck," Margarette groaned against his neck, her hips bucking quickly a few times before she felt her walls clamp down around his fingers. Those contracting movements that happened within her intimate parts were what made her feel absolutely amazing after her high but she still wanted more. She wanted to taste him and have him.

Kaylee raised an eyebrow, a small grin on her lips. "Let me know when you find out what that will be."

'Does someone happen to be interested?" Brad replied grinning before, flashing a small quick look at some guys whose jaws had just about dropped when they saw Kaylee's revealed skin. That one look shut them up completely and Brad's eyes fell back on her.

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Ren growled deep in his chest as he watched her come beauitfully around his fingers. "Mmm, god babe,' he breathed, kissing her hungrily and working her down slowly from her high.

Kaylee leaned forward, exposing a little more skin as she did so, and propped her elbows up on the table. "What exactly do you mean my interested?" She asked in a flirtatious kind of way.

Brad felt his hand gently slide up her knee, partly to cover her skin protectively, partly because he couldn't continue to resist touching. "I'm quite sure you know exactly what I mean by that," he told her, his eyes locking with hers intensely.

Margarette continued to kiss him with a hungry passion but she was slowly changing their position so she was on top, slowly crawling down his body and undoing his pants button. "Mmm my turn to have fun." She purred.

Kaylee grinned and bit down on her bottom lip provocatively. "Mmmm, I think you might have to give me a few hints." She purred, his hand warm on her leg.

Brad's thumb gently passed over her skin, his eyes never leaving hers. "Better get over here then," he said with a playful, wolfish grin.

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Ren hummed, digging his hands in her hair to bring her back up for a deep kiss. His hips bucked lightly against her touch, more than eager to have her.

"Mmm, you have to be more patient baby." Margarette groaned softly as she pulled away from his lips. "You're going to have to hold it until we get home." She murmured, she had a feeling the feeling would be that much better if she let the tension build.

"You know I can't wait that long," he told her, nipping gently at her bottom lip as he pulled her hips over his and squeezing her bum, slowly began to rock against her.

"Mmm but it would be so much better." Margarette murmured softly, her tongue slipping out and licking down his jaw and neck. "I dare you too."