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"Once I finish, I'm getting you off while you focus on the road."
A shaky breath escapes her lips. She shivers next to me. I don't have to check her panties to know they're a soaked mess. If she were in a dress, I'd make her remove them and wrap them around my cock while I jerk off. Unfortunately for me, that's not in the cards at the moment.
So I settle for spitting in my hand and then grasping my cock, pulling the hard bastard free of my sweats.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you, Temptation."
"I…" She flounders, her eyes drifting back to the road. For a minute, I think she's going to clam up on me, but she doesn't. Her gaze flits back to me, full of determination. Fuck. She's a fearless little thing. "Everything, Atlas. I want you to do everything to me."
"Goddamn," I growl, working my fist up and down my dick. I twist my wrist at the head. Pleasure dances from every nerve ending, throbbing in my balls. "When we get to the hotel tonight, I'm eating you for dinner, Temptation."
"Yes." She grips the steering wheel tightly, as if she's trying to keep herself together.
"And then I'm going to find out exactly how sweet you sound crying out my name while you're riding my cock." I work my hand up and down my shaft, trying to get myself there before some poor, unsuspecting trucker gets an eyeful. "Are you on birth control?"
"N-no."
"Good. Then there won't be anything stopping me from planting my kid in you."
"Atlas."
"It's too late for that, baby. It was too late the minute I saw you at the arena. I don't give a fuck about your brother. He won't stop me from claiming what belongs to me." Christ, just the thought of her carrying my kid has me ready to cum all over myself. But not yet. "Slip your hand inside your pants, Temptation. Let's see how good you look when you're touching yourself."
"T-that's not safe."
"Then find somewhere to pull over."
She bites her bottom lip and then nods. I expect her to pull to the side of the road, but she keeps driving for several minutes before taking an exit that seemingly leads nowhere. She rolls to a stop at the sign, looks both ways down the deserted road while the GPS tries to recalculate a course, and then turns right.
A couple of minutes later, she pulls off onto a gravel lane leading up a steep include into the trees. We bump along for several hundred yards before she finally stops. As soon as she has the car in park, I'm practically dragging her across the compact console onto my lap.
She lands with a groan, her legs spread to accommodate my size.
"Get your hand down your pants, Temptation," I order, biting her bottom lip. "I'm going to snap if you aren't coming for me in the next two minutes."
She jumps to obey, too turned on to hesitate. One perfectly manicured hand slips into the waistband of her leggings. She throws her head back, crying out as pure bliss overtakes her expression.
"Did you just fucking come?" I growl.
"Yes."
Jesus.
I drag her up several inches, giving me room to pull her leggings down. Her hand is still at work in her panties, which are fucking soaked with her juices. I growl, tugging them aside so I can see what she's doing.
Precum spills from the head of my cock at the sight of her. God, she's a horny little thing. Her fingers roll over her clit, coated with her sticky juices. She's bare and pink, glistening like the Holy Grail. Even though she's trembling, she doesn't stop what she's doing. She keeps going, moving her fingers over her clit, chasing another high.
"Again," I bark, one hand already around my dick. "I want to see it this time, Temptation."
"Working on it, Big Guy," she gasps and then mewls. "If we get caught, I'm blaming you."
"If we get caught, you're going to finish regardless of who's watching."
Heat flares even brighter in her eyes, turning them dark and glossy. Her fingers practically fly across her swollen clit, my threat doing exactly as intended. She likes the thought of being caught, of being watched. There's no way I'm willing to share even that much of her. But she doesn't have to know that right now. All she has to do is let her dirty little imagination run wild.
"Think they'll interrupt once they see you coming all over your pretty little fingers, Temptation? Or will they stand by quietly and watch the show?" I ask, jerking my cock roughly.
"Atlas," she whines.
