“Time to go, Evie.”
I shifted, jumping the bike to beat the car to the exit. If I could get next to it right off the start, it would be easier to stay with it.
Evie laughed, holding on to me a little tighter now as we pulled out and gained speed. It took less than a minute to get onto the highway.
And what was Evie doing that entire minute?
Not trying to hold on or get ready to race after a car.
No, she was too busy trying to adjust my shirt to get back under it without the wind getting it in her way.
“Evie,” I said quietly, my teeth gritting together hard because her hands had not stopped. Instead, they were moving lower.
I stayed to the right, back side of the car, keeping pace as it raced down the highway. I needed to keep the bike steady, I needed to keep my speed, but instead of worrying about that, I was now worrying about Evie’s hands.
“Something wrong?” she asked, knowing damn well I couldn’t say anything with everyone still listening. We would be out of range in less than a minute, the connection severing with so much distance between us all.
I waited, not saying a word as her hands trailed over my cock. The silence seemed to make her more bold, her palm pressing hard against it now.
I kept my focus, or tried to, as I wove around another car to keep us next to our target car. The intercom beeped, signaling the connection to everyone else had dropped.
“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I asked.
“What do you mean? Aren’t we chasing after this car right now?”
She stroked me again, my cock straining against my jeans. I couldn’t even move, too focused on not wrecking while also staying with the car.
She kept her pace now, the pressure of each stroke enough to make me groan.
As if the situation weren’t bad enough, the driver of the car glanced over, his eyebrows jumping up before furrowing.
“Shit.”
Before I had a chance to move, he pulled up a gun, aiming it in our direction. I slowed immediately, the bike dropping speed fast and making Evie lurch on top of me. A shot rang out, the window of the car shattering into pieces. We were farther back, so I wasn’t worried about that one hitting us, but I knew there would be more.
And, of course, the psycho girl hadn’t stopped feeling me up.
She hadn’t even hesitated, her hand only stroking me with more confidence now.
I followed farther back, sighing in relief as one of Dimitri’s guys caught up with us. They would now follow the car, overtaking the driver to get their car back and take the guy. Usually, we would handle that part, too, but Dimitri didn’t love the price tag we added on for that, so he went for the discounted version and hired some random guys to do the rest.
Not that it bothered me right this second. My heart was racing,the adrenaline coursing through me along with an overwhelming urge to pull over and fuck Evie, making it too hard to care about anything else.
I got off on the next exit, slowing down and leaning back into Evie the second I did. She took the hint, one arm wrapping around my chest, the other continuing its torturous assault.
I pulled off to the side, this road basically deserted. I should have been concerned about our safety, but all I could focus on was the heated pressure of Evie’s hand pressing against my aching cock.
She knew exactly how to touch me, the perfect rhythm that sent shivers down my spine and made my blood boil. Her fingers were demanding yet gentle, tracing over my length with an attitude that matched her. Controlled, reckless, wild. She was everything.
She moved closer now, her breasts pressing against my back.
“You like that?” she whispered, her words echoing in the helmet. The sensation sent a shiver down my spine. “Do you want me to take it further? To feel your cock inside me, pounding against me as I scream your name?”
I could hardly breathe, let alone speak. My heart raced wildly in my chest as her hand continued its relentless pace. Every stroke sent another surge of pleasure coursing through me, making it hard to focus on anything other than the raw desire building up inside me.
Evie’s legs spread wider behind me, reminding me that I was close enough to take her. She rubbed against me, her free hand covering every inch of me she could reach.
“You want this, don’t you?” she whispered again, her voice low and seductive. “You want me so bad that all you can think aboutis being inside me, feeling me wrapped around you, coming only for you. You want to possess me completely, claim me.”
