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One day I’ll remember to take the keys out with me and not hit the auto-lock button, but that day isn’t today.
The cool metal of the frame is surprisingly comforting as I rest my forehead against it and close my eyes. I don’t think anything of it when a warm rush comes over me, instead falling deeper into a state of relaxation.
Even as the hair on my arms stands up, I feel calm.
When an arm wraps around my waist and a hard chest presses to my back, trapping me against the car door, my heart takes up a hammering pace. A sense of dread fills my gut, but I can’t move.
They don’t speak. Their other hand wraps around the base of my throat as a warm, wet tongue licks a stripe up my neck.
“Aren’t you a sweet little treat?”
The voice is like gravel wrapped in velvet, soothing and dangerous. My body goes lax in his hold; whether it’s self preservation or submission is unclear.
I can’t utter a word as those fingers travel up my throat to cup my jaw. They turn my face, and I’m both mesmerized and disturbed by the green eyes that greet me.
“What a beautiful thing you are.” Lips descend on mine, and I have no choice but to kiss back. To open up and let them inside. “Good boy.”
Heat slithers to my groin, making my dick grow hard and press against the solid base of my packer.
“You can be good,” he whispers against my lips and moves his along my jaw. “Or you can fight back. Either way…” His grip on my face tightens to the point of pain as he tugs my mouth open. He grins and spits a glob right on my tongue. “I’m going to bury myself in this body and fuck it until it breaks.”
He thrusts his thumb into the mess on my tongue and presses back until I gag, then pulls away and forces my mouth closed.
“Swallow.”
I glare, and a hard, merciless smack lands on the back of my thigh.
“I said swallow.“ His voice teeters on the edge of something dark, and I make a show of tilting my head back so he can watch me consume his mess.
The compliance earns me a kiss, one much dirtier than the first that has me fighting between my libido and fear.
“Hands on the hood of the car. If you take them off, you’ll get spanked. If you fight… a little blood doesn’t bother me.”
Spanked like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
I slowly raise my hands to the hood of the car, and his instantly start exploring me. They drag down my arms and creep beneath my tank, shoving it up over my head and tying the material around my wrists.
My pulse pounds like a beat drum in my ears.
Fingernails scrape across my chest and down my ribs. They’re sensitive and sore, so when I flinch and jerk my arms down, the same spot on my thigh gets smacked harder than before.
“Fuck!” I gasp and throw my arms back up, fighting back the urge to thrust an elbow into the fucker’s ribs.
He doesn’t bother to apologize, but when he drags his touch down my sides again, it’s more gentle. When he reaches the waistband of my leggings, he wastes no time ripping them down my legs and slipping his hand into the front of my boxers.
His fingers wrap around the silicone base on the packer and give it a slight tug before grinding it back on my dick. My hips buck forward as he takes his time slowly jerking the base onto my cock like he has nothing better to do than torture me.
Given the circumstances, he probably doesn’t.
I pant into the window I’m pressed against, the body behind me growing warmer with a hard impression digging into my ass.
“There we go. You like it when I play with you.”
I shouldn’t, but the rough, dry touch scratches the pleasure center of my brain.
“I know something that you’ll like more.”
A shiver travels down my spine as he takes my underwear and packer and shoves them to my ankles. He takes his time kissing along my back and shoulders, lowering to his knees and mouthing over my ass while freeing my legs.
