Lady of Desire:Yes
From Create Your Own Story
Hell fucking yeah, you do. You take Kyle's hand and look into his eyes, and say, "Potens Desidarius." slowly and clearly. Kyle blinks and shakes his head as your words take control, and then he stares into your eyes, and for the first time you see what you've always wanted to in there. He looks at you like you're perfection itself, and goes in to kiss you. You put a hand on his lips.
"Not here. My car."
He nods, and follows you out of the school, and you lead him to your car. Before you can even get inside, Kyle grabs you and pulls you into a deep kiss, his tongue sliding between your teeth, and you moan into his mouth happily. He pulls back, and says, "Ashley's not going to be happy about this." He's smiling.
"Fuck Ashley." you say.
"No, no I think I'm done fucking Ashley, Madison. I never realized what I was missing with you."
He kisses you again, more passionately this time, and then pulls your shirt off over your head. The cool breeze makes your bare nipples perk up, and you realize that anyone can see you. You get in the backseat of your car, pulling Kyle in on top of you. He fumbles with your pants for a few seconds, while you lay back with your eyes closed. He manages to get his dick out, and finds an angle on you. You gasp as he enters you slowly, and he picks up the pace pretty quickly. He's not as big as in your dreams, but he's big enough to fill you up, and ever motion of his body is pure pleasure to yours as he makes love to you in your car. He whispers little things in your ear, and you giggle while he fucks you. You're coming pretty soon, and he follows suit, filling you with his seed. You sigh in pleasure, and Kyle relaxes on top of you.
"Kyle, wait, don't stop."
Kyle freezes, and slowly pulls back, staring at you in confusion.
"Wait... Madison? Why the fu-"
Shit. You said stop.
"Kyle, wait, it's-"
Kyle jumps out of your car and looks around, realizing where he is.
"Did we just- Oh, I'm so dead. You're sister's gonna fucking kill me! Did you roofie me or something? How did we just fuck?"
"You were pretty into it, Kyle."
"Fuck you Madison, I'm no cheater. And if I was, I wouldn't do it with you. Even seeing you naked, you're like a six at best. Ashley's like a nine."
That fucking hurts. Maybe this was a mistake. Or maybe not...
