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Fucking brat.
Her hand that I’m insanely jealous of continues to move beneath her skirt, and where my jeans had been tight before at the thought of making her come, they’re brutal now. She drags her bottom lip between her teeth, all the while keeping her eyes on me.
“Lift the skirt,” I tell her.
She gives me an innocent look, her cheeks flushed the most beautiful shade of rose. “Do you think that’s a smart idea? I mean, we are in a garage.”
“Lift the fucking skirt, Georgia. Now.”
“If you’re sure,” she murmurs coquettishly as she uses the hand not fucking her pussy to lift her skirt up to her hips, giving me an unholy view of her thong pushed to the side and her fingers shoved deep in her cunt.
Jesus.
“Spread your thighs wider, baby. As wide as they can go.”
“Like this?” she asks, all soft and delicate in a way that’s one hundred percent meant to fuck with me. Her fingers plunge in and out, covered in her slickness, but then she kills me as she brings in her other hand to rub her clit.
The enclosed air in the car is stifling. Every move of her fingers and every twitch of her body completely dominated my senses. Her moans vibrate over my skin, filling the air with their sweet sound. She’s not even putting on a show. No porn-style moaning for Georgia Monroe.
Speaking of… “I want to change your last name.”
She raises an intrigued eyebrow but says nothing.
“Moore. I want you to be Georgia Moore.”
“And I want you to be Lenox Monroe. It has a better ring to it.”
“How about you let me finish what you’re doing for you?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not when this feels as good as it does,” she breathes out, teasing me cruelly. “If only I could watch you jerk off while I was doing this. Oh!” She moans. “That would make me come so hard.”
“Are you trying to make me come in my jeans?” I stare around at the leather of my car and then back between her legs. Fuck it. It’s just leather. Shifting, I undo my jeans and release my cock, groaning when she licks her lips like she’s hungry for it. “See what you do to me.”
“Show me. I want to watch your wonder dick shoot everywhere.”
A strangled laugh-groan slips past my lips as I spit on my hand and start stroking my cock in time with her fingers pumping in and out of her. Her other hand continues to rub her clit, and her eyes stay locked on my cock as I jerk him hard, fast, and furious.
Just watching her do this, I could come, but knowing she’s getting off to me as well turns my blood into liquid fire.
“I keep thinking about how good it feels when you fill me up. When you pound into me. When you give me exactly what I need.”
Christ. This woman will be the death of me.
“Tonight, Mrs. Moore, I’m going to tie you to our bed and tease you until you beg me to let you come.”
“But what if I drop to my knees first, Mr. Monroe? What will you do to me then?”
Fuck. “Make yourself come, Georgia. Do it now and show me it on your fingers. If I’m not satisfied with what I see on them, I’m going to make you come again, and I won’t be gentle.”
“Yes, Mr. Monroe.” Her hand picks up its pace, and mine follows, my grip tightening, sliding over each barbell, pulling myself closer to the edge right along with her. Her thighs part wider, her eyes a dark jade green, and I want to feel how her pussy clenches her fingers. I want to feel how wet she makes them when she comes.
Her whimpers and cries grow louder, my breath held tight in my lungs, and when she starts to come, I feel my balls draw up in response.
“Ah! Yes.” Her hips roll and roll, fucking her body into her fingers, and that’s it. I growl out a harsh breath and cum without anything to catch it all over my fucking Shelby. But God, who cares when Georgia looks this beautiful?
The moment I’m done, I lean across the front seat and kiss my wife full on the mouth, my tongue thrashing with hers, swallowing her small whimpers, and loving how her hand dives into my hair so she can hold me tighter against her.
I pull back, and she shows me her wet fingers. “How’d I do?”
