“Oh please,” I scoff. “It’s not like that.”
“It is, little pixie. It’s what I would do. Give the guy a chance, but keep a very close eye on him. It’s because he cares about you. I get it. Shall we go home? This was a long night!”
I lean over the car to place my hand around his stubbled jaw and pull his face to look at me.
“Thank you. It really means a lot to me that you are trying,” I smile, lifting myself to kiss him.
He laughs against my lips. “Pixie, you can’t get me started here like this. We’re right in the middle of town….” His words drift off as I cheekily run my hand up the inside of his thigh to press my fingers against his already hardening cock.
Chapter 19 - Anton
Her hand teases over my cock, and I quickly grab her wrist and pull it away. I wrap my other hand around her jaw and pull her lips off mine, staring dark warnings into her beautiful eyes.
“Pixie, you are asking for trouble you can’t handle,” I mutter dangerously.
“Maybe I want trouble I can’t handle,” she muses.
A growl slips from my lips as I push her gently onto her seat again. “Stay on your side of the car, or we won’t make it home before I rip that dress off you,” I say.
She giggles and sits elegantly next to me, pretending to be innocent as she uses her fingers to slowly drag her dress higher, inch by inch, up her legs.
I start the car, doing everything I can to ignore her as I pull out into the road.
We live close enough that I can make it home, but she’s not planning on making it easy for me, that’s for sure. We’re out of the busiest part of the city when she gets her dress all the way up to her hips and slowly spreads her legs open. She giggles softly, and my hands tighten around the steering wheel.
“Stop that, Pixie,” I growl as she slides her hands up the soft inner skin of her thighs.
“Why?” she whispers, biting her lips as she watches me squirm.
My cock is pressing rock-hard against my pants.
The ache of not being inside her is almost too much to bear.
When she pulls her dress altogether out of the way and cups her hand over her pussy, I can’t take another second of it.
Thank fuck we’re up near the lookout point.Lover's Lane.That’s what they call it.
I pull off to the side of the road when I see the strip of gravel that leads to the higher point.
And I breathe another sigh of relief when I see there are no other cars there.
“What are you doing?” she giggles innocently when I park the car at the edge of the lookout and turn the engine off.
“You know exactly what I’m doing, you fucking tease!” I snarl, opening my door and climbing out.
“Anton,” she yelps. “Where are you—” I tug her door open and lift her from the car before she can finish her question.
She laughs as I carry her to the front and set her ass down on the hood, grabbing her dress and tugging it right up over her waist.
“Is this what you wanted, little pixie? To be fucked out in public?”
She gasps with pleasure as I push my hand between her legs.
She’s absolutely soaked. My fingers dance over her pussy, and she arches her back with her hands resting against the hood of the car as she looks up at the sky.
“Mm. Thisiswhat you wanted,” I growl, tugging my pants open.
She spreads her legs wider for me, and I chuckle darkly.
