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Scarlett’s breath hitched, and I watched like a hawk as she ran her hands over her full breasts, teased her hard nipples and then gripped my belt. With her gaze down and her focus on freeing my growing cock, I took the time to admire the curve of her body. The slope of her hips was delicious, and my mouth watered at the thought of imprinting my teeth there. I wanted to consume her, not just because of her obedience but because I couldn’t stop thinking about her.

My cock pulled free, and her warm hand stroked me once. Then she raised up, removed her underwear while using my shoulder for balance, and positioned her pussy over the tip. I held my breath, almost unblinking, as I watched her concentrated frown soften into pleasure as she slowly sank down onto my cock.

Her pussy was hot, wrapping around my length like a silken vice and a soft moan rose in my throat. Scarlett’s eyes snapped up and she smirked; she heard it. I held her gaze, and then she started to move. Slowly at first, with her knees pressed against my thighs and her hands gripping my shirt, she set a rhythm. After a few seconds, I wrapped one arm around her waist to prevent the sway of the car from knocking her off balance, and then I watched.

I watched as her breasts bounced, as the flush on her skin spread down her chest like a full-body blush. I watched her eyes roll, her lower lip slide between her teeth, and her abdomen clench when the pleasure was just that good. I watched it all as my own pleasure started to curl tight in my gut. I didn’t care that it was Lucas’ cum filling her, all I wanted to do was add my own to the mix, and there was something terribly erotic about how eager she was.

Her breath quickened and her grip tightened as she bounced. I was enthralled. My cock twitched, my balls started to ache, and a tight coil wound in my gut with each slam of her hips down. It was messy, what with her tipsiness and the rock of the car, but it was amazing.

“Don’t cum,” I said suddenly, and Scarlett’s rhythm stuttered.

“What?” she gasped; her eyes wide in alarm.

“Don’t cum. You haven’t earned it.”

“Earned it?” Scarlett laughed breathlessly, a moan tinging her next breath. “Are you sure?”

“Oh yes.”

I surged forward abruptly and threw Scarlett into the opposite seat. She yelled in shock, but it quickly melted into pleased screams as I pinned her to the seat with one hand and began to fuck hard into her like a man possessed. She had satisfied me with her show, and now I wanted to take. I wanted to fuck as deep as I could reach, imprint my cock into her pussy so that she would always remember me.

Hard, brought thrusts took over, and Scarlett was powerless to do anything but take. Her hands scrambled at the seat and my shirt. Her eyes rolled back, and her legs struggled to wrap around my hips as each thrust from this angle hit her pleasure center so hard that she kept losing strength in her legs.

“Oh fuck, ohfuckfuck,” Scarlett yelled, tossing her head back and forth.

“Don’t you cum,” I snapped breathlessly. “Don’t you dare.”

Her head rocked back and forth, and a whine rose from her lips. Her pussy clenched hard around my pounding cock, muscles trembling and quivering in her attempts to stave off the orgasm I was fucking out of her. Soon, my back started to ache from the angle, and the back of my thighs burned in the most delicious way, causing me to increase the pace and force of my thrust to a blur.

“I can’t, I can’t—please!” Scarlett gasped, begging as she clawed down my arms. “I’m so close, so close!”

My hand suddenly locked around her throat and squeezed, cutting off her air as I fucked her.

“Okay. You can cum now.”

Scarlett’s mouth went wide in a silent O, her eyes widened, and her entire body tensed up. With a lack of air and the struggle of denial, Scarlett’s orgasm was so sudden and so powerful that her eyes rolled back in her head. Her pussy locked down around my cock like a vice, and I grunted, still fucking into her. Her body rippled, and in my mind, I counted just how long I would keep her without air. Her pussy tightened further, muscles rippling like a massage as pleasure completely consumed her, and only then did I release her.

Scarlett whimpered, gasping in a breath, and I came the moment she did. It exploded through me like a bullet, and my pace stuttered as I flooded her full. She whimpered through the entire thing, small pleas of yes falling like a prayer from her red lips.

“Look at you,” I gasped. “The small-town girl is really a little wildcat, huh?”

“It’s the city,” Scarlett croaked, her eyes hazy. “I’m almost free here. Holy shit.. that was…” Words failed her. Her trembling hands clutched at my face, and she guided me down to meet her, kissing me repeatedly.

“That was indeed,” I smiled into the kiss.

Fucking amazing.

The rest of the drive was uneventful; exhaustion had taken her by the time we reached Scarlett’s hotel. I didn’t hesitate and scooped her up into my arms. I carried her into the hotel, where I was recognized immediately. She murmured soft notes of affection in my ear all the way up to her room, and by the time I left myself inside and set her down on the bed, she was fast asleep.

I removed her dress, poured her a glass of water, and tucked her in as she slept. I was satisfied and a little in love with Scarlett from my interactions and what Lucas and Danny had said when discussing her. We were enamored with her, her good heart, and the light she seemed to breathe into everything around her.

As I left the hotel, I was struck, however, with one very pressing concern.

How on earth was I going to tell Toby that he was wrong about her? How will any of us?

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SCARLETT

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