Kiera leaned in, casting a seductive look at me, her manicured hand finding my lap. Her touch sent shocks through my body, causing me to flinch a bit.
“Wha—what’re you doing?” I stuttered, almost losing focus on the road.
She drew closer, the scent of her perfume drifting into my nostrils. Sweet and intoxicating. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
The sound of her voice alone stirred something primal within me. And when her hand slid down my groin, my body stiffened and my grip tightened around the steering wheel.
“Fuck,” I murmured, forcing myself to watch the road ahead. “You’re playing with fire, little lawyer.”
“Maybe I wanna get burned.” She stroked the print of my cock over my pants, her tongue licking my ear.
My heart was swelling with passion, my chest rising and falling with slow breaths. She caressed my head with one hand and began kissing my face. With her other hand, she unzipped my pants and slid inside.
“This is dangerous,” I said, weaving the car through traffic.
“I thought you ate danger for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,” she teased, withdrawing my cock.
The damn thing stood tall like the Eiffel Tower, hard and veiny. She stroked it for a moment, her hand gliding smoothly along my erection.
“Don’t worry,” she whispered in my ear. “I promise I’ll be gentle.”
“Fuck.” I leaned back into my seat, stiffening as she lowered her head toward my lap.
She brushed her hair behind her ear and went down on me, her mouth swallowing my cock. Her teeth grazed my cap, her tongue twirling around it as she stroked me effortlessly.
I groaned deeply, struggling to focus on the road. My leg stepped off the accelerator, my waist rising to meet her mouth. She rolled her fist around my dick, her head tilting sideways as she worked on me.
My fingers clenched around the steering wheel, my heart swelling with desire. I reached for her backside and spanked her ass, my eyes shifting back to the road.
I made a wrong turn and almost ran into an incoming vehicle. Luckily for us, I was quick enough to swerve the car, avoiding a collision.
“Watch it, punk!” the driver yelled, honking as we sped past each other.
Kiera couldn’t care less about how we almost had an accident. She kept sucking me, choking and gagging on my cock like she loved every bit of the process.
I combed my hair backward, my legs trembling beneath me in response to her excellent work. She spat on my cock, her fist smearing the saliva along my stem while her tongue twirled over my cap.
“You crazy little devil,” I said softly. “You’re gonna get us killed.”
She glanced up at me, her mouth covered in drool. “What’s the matter? Afraid of a little adventure?”
I spanked her ass again, locking my jaw as I drove through the streets. The more she sucked my cock, the more difficult it became to concentrate.
“Hmm.” She dipped her head, her lips closing around me with my cock in her throat.
“Fuck,” I murmured, unsure of how long I could take it.
She took her mouth off, sucking in air through her teeth, the sound sloppy and nasty. She looked up at me, a thread of drool hanging from her bottom lip.
“Pull over,” she commanded, stroking my cock faster than before, her gaze fixed on my face. “Pull over and fuck me like you own me.”
Without hesitation, I swerved the vehicle into an alley and parked it there, my pulse racing. I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned toward her, my lips crashing against hers. The air was thick with sexual tension as our kiss deepened, leaving us breathless and wanting more.
We helped each other undress in that cramped space, our mouths still glued together. The car’s cabin was filled with our breathy moans as suit jackets were shed—hers first, then mine.
I clutched the hem of her white blouse and yanked it off, exposing her black bra. Her fingers deftly undid the buttons ofmy shirt as she leaned in closer, her hands sliding under the fabric.
Tongues invaded our mouths, heads tilting sideways as we devoured each other’s lips. I reached behind her back and unhooked her bra with a single flick.
