James holds himself up over Lily, one hand placed on the back of the seats and the other on the front passenger’s seat. His gaze belonged to her, and her alone. Slowly she moved in, until their faces were so close that their breaths kissed each other’s skin. His want was devouring her, completely, and it felt amazing.
“Are you sure you want this?”
In one quick movement he crashed their lips together. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling them as close as possible. James broke the kiss and they both breathed heavily. “I want you,” he whispered, his voice low and hoarse. He tilted her head to get a better angle as he started mouthing along her collarbone.
Gently he trailed down the length of her body. The backseat of James's beat-up car wasn’t exactly ideal, so movement was limited and after several bumps and under the breath curses James managed to find a somewhat convenient position. James placed his hands on the insides of her knees and pushed her legs apart, looking right into her eyes the entire time he did, dragging his fingers up and down her panties, agonizingly slow.
“James, you better start fucking me right now...” Lily hisses out, weeping arousal into her panties as James gives her a wicked grin.
“Well, since you asked so politely...”
With that James shoved the soaked fabric right to the side. There’s no slow buildup to what comes next. One moment, he is slowly stroking her. The next, two of James’ fingers are curled inside her.
“Look at me.” James’ commands, his expression is calm and confident. Lily finds a whimper drifting quietly from her mouth
Forced to meet the gaze of the guy currently fucking the shit of her. It’s embarrassing and extremely hot, especially given that her mouth won’t stop pouring lewd noises out. She watches the contours of his shoulder blades shift as he fucks her, the way his hair falls forward framing his face just perfectly. She’s never noticed him like this before, and the simple fact it is the James Potter between her legs seems to turn her on even more. Lily’s eyes continue to look down, and she sees James’ skillful free hand undo his trousers, reaching a hand down to slowly touch himself.
And then James’ tongue meets her cunt, and she nearly breaks.
“Fuck… James..” She moans out. He’s fast, but he’s precise. The sudden contact of his warm and wet tongue sends chills right up her spine and she automatically brings down her hand to bunch in his dark, thick hair.
James is driven, direct, and always goes after what he wants. Lily has always known this about him, and the way he licks her, fucks her, shows that same drive. There’s a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead from concentration as his fingers curl stoking her walls, his tongue swirling on her clit. He’s good at this, he’s so, so, good at this that Lily starts to lose track of time. The car windows are slightly fogged up as he continues mercilessly fucking her.
“Oh god,” her fingers tighten in his hair as she pants, “Fuck. Jam-”
Her words roughly cut off with a moan as James hand on his cock speeds up and he lets out a lewd groan against her cunt sending vibrations through her. “God, those sounds you’re making.” James murmurs against her cunt. His voice is low, almost mischievous. She feels herself tighten around him on hearing it. Lily knows she’s probably hurting him as her grip tightens on his head, but she can’t bring herself to stop. Heat washes over her, her skin tingling as she feels the tension start to swell. Lily’s heart beats loudly in her chest as her want just builds quicker than she can understand as he picks up speed on both Lily and himself. She’s so close.
“James…” she whimpers, barely able to get a word out. She's right there, right on the brink of losing it, and with a final few licks, the heat crashes into her in waves as she cums. James follows soon after, moaning in between her legs as he spills on himself.
James slowly regains himself, before pushing himself up to meet her gaze. They stare at each other for a long time, their chests heaving. James' lips curve into a proud smile. “You came all over my hand.” He finally musters, holding up the hand that was inside her, slick with Lily’s arousal.
“So?”
James brings his slick fingers up to brush on Lily’s lips. The fingertips give a gentle press against the lips before sliding into her mouth. “So, I want you to clean it off.”
Lily’s cheeks reddened in embarrassment and guilt at the enjoyment of being able to taste herself all over her tongue. Her eyes slowly close as she focuses on cleaning his fingers. James hums in response, stroking his fingers against the inside of her mouth she sucks. “You enjoyed that?”
Lily nods, her eyes open slightly as she feels James slip his fingers out. He gives them a faint lick to clean the rest up. “Yeah. Maybe we can try it again some time.” She finally mutters.