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“And why’s that?”

“I’m a siren, Alec. I’m making your dick sing.”

“Fuck,” he says with a chuckle. My grip tightens on him and the truck swerves slightly.

“You need to let up on my dick, Jude, or I’m gonna run us off the road.”

“Fine with me. Then we can mess around. God, you’ve made me wait all goddamn day.”

“Fuck, you’re a little slut, you know that? You got off earlier.”

“I know, but apparently I have the sex drive of a whale. I just wanna go all the time.”

“Is that so?” he asks.

“Yeah, that’s so. It’s so true. I’m like a beluga crying out for a mate.”

He snorts and then removes my hand from his cock. “I don’t know where the fuck you’re getting these facts, but I’m seriously doubting they’re correct.”

I groan and then grab on to my own dick to keep it under control. “It just has a mind of its own when it comes to you,” I say and then bite at his ear, wanting to crawl onto his lap and straddle him while he drives me home.

“Maybe we should pull over and take care of that,” Alec suggests, and I nearly pant at the thought of it.

“Yeah. Yes. Please. I might die if we don’t.”

It comes out as an unattractive whine, but Alec answers my call and pulls off onto a dirt road, trees surrounding us on either side. It’s dark out now, and I doubt anyone would be able to see what we’re doing in here unless they stuck their face to the window.

“Get the lube from the glove compartment,” Alec commands, and the low rumble of his voice makes my entire body thrum.

I lean over and scramble for what he wants, pulling it out with shaking fingers. When I turn back around, Alec is kicking his pants and underwear off, leaving his big fat dick strainingtoward me. I can’t believe I ever thought this was a hobby. I can’t believe I fooled myself so badly.

That dick should be no one’s hobby. That dick should be a fucking habit.

“I’m gonna get that dick wet, Jude. Then I’m gonna sit on you.”

I gasp when he straddles my thighs, tugs my pants down, and pulls my dick out. He squirts some lube onto it and then without warning, sinks down on it. Doesn’t even work himself open or anything. Just takes it. And I can feel everything without a condom on and it’s overwhelming.

My head falls back against the seat and my hands grab on to his hips as his lips cover mine.

“Fuck, you feel good in me,” he whispers against me before licking into my mouth.

I grab on to him tighter as he slowly starts to fuck me, bouncing on my hard shaft. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel every drag across my dick. I’m coming apart at the seams, just unraveling right before him, and he doesn’t see it.

He doesn’t see what he’s doing to me.

Our mouths meet and his tongue tangles with mine. I love the way he tastes, the sounds he makes as he rides my dick. He’s tight, warm, so fucking good. No, not good. Perfection.

He’s perfect.

The truck rocks back and forth as he continues to fuck himself on me in this cramped, humid space. Shit, scratch what I thought earlier, anyone could tell exactly what we’re doing just by looking at his truck. The windows are starting to fog, and I know that the sounds I’m making can surely be heard from outside.

Anyone passing by could look and be like,yeah, they’re fucking.

“Oh my god,” I groan as he swirls his hips around the tip of my dick and then slams back down on top of me.

“You like that, don’t you? You like your dick being used,” Alec grinds out, and I nod, swallowing roughly before smashing my lips to his once more. Our tongues sloppily tangle and then he pulls his mouth away from mine and whispers, “Say it. Tell me. Tell me who’s using your dick.”

I gasp when he speeds up and starts slamming onto me. My legs are numb, I can’t feel my fucking face. All I can feel is him.

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