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“Absolutely.” But that doesn’t make him stop. If anything, he kisses me harder, more insistently, as the sun finally starts to peek over the horizon and shines jaggedly through the trees. “Careful,” Adrien growls when I nip at his lower lip and then his tongue. “Or you’re going to start something that I’ll make you finish.”

“Yeah?” I ask innocently. “Is that what’s going to happen?” I shift towards him, and nearly fall, having to catch myself to not dump the remainders of our coffees into my lap.

Adrien laughs. Full throated and all but a cackle, but he gently pushes me back into my seat. “God, you’re something, you know that?” But he removes both paper cups, dumping out the mediocre coffee before turning back towards me. “Now let’s try that again.”

He doesn’t wait. Adrien drags me over the console until my mouth finds his, and this time he’s the one biting and nipping against my tongue and teeth and lips.

But I’m the one to break away first. I gasp out a soft laugh, but I don’t retreat. Instead I lounge over the console, getting as comfortable as I can.

“what the hell are you–fuck–” He gets it just as I mouth at the front of his jeans, and then he is so quick to reach down, fumbling them open until his cock can strain free. “You’re joking,” Adrien laughs, though he obviously isn’t upset. If anything, he sounds disbelieving.

“Do you want me to be joking?” I scoff just as I grip the base of his cock in one hand. Deep down, I’m a little smug at how turned on he already is, and I give a long, teasing lick to the underside of his length.

Adrien lets out a small sound, and his hand settles on the back of my neck once more. He leans back, even reclining further, just to give me more room. “No,” he laughs finally. “No, I really don’t–fuck!” he snarls out when I don’t give him another chance to protest. His head hits the rest behind it, and as I slowly slide my lips down further and further over his length, I can feel how he trembles not to fuck my mouth.

That’s sweet, I can’t help thinking to myself. Maybe he isn’t as much of an asshole as he appears to be. With that thought, I take a breath and swallow him the rest of the way down in one smooth, controlled movement. Adrien snaps out a quick curse and his hips do buck upward, though he forces himself back down and he runs his fingers through my hair as if in apology.

“You’re so fucking hot, you know that?” Adrien pants. His hand slides down my spine, stroking down my back, then up again. My eyes close and I relax into him, lifting off of him enough to slide back down until the tip of him rests against my throat.

I should’ve realized he’d be so fucking big that it strains my mouth, and I have to take in another deep breath when I come up for a break. Adrien’s hand flies to my hair, and he groans as he guides me back down while I let him.

Carefully, he urges me to keep going. To take him further than is strictly comfortable. I hesitate for just a second before relenting, and when I swallow around his cock, Adrien’s hips jerk under me.

“Oh fuck,” he snarls. “Princess, you’re killing me, you know that. Such a perfect girl. Perfect little monster,” he praises as his hips slowly start to rock upward. I find that I don’t mind. Not when he does start arching with more conviction, and not when his hand in my hair guides me up and down however he wants.

“Tap me if you want me to stop,” Adrien pants, adjusting himself back against the seat. But I don’t tap him. My own body aches with want, stirring even after being fucked twice by my boys. I want his cock inside me. I want to cum with him like I’d done with Ansel and Ro.

Next time, I promise myself. Next time, I’ll one up this, and make him miserable while he fucks me. Though my plan for that is yet to be determined.

His hips jerk upward sharply and I can’t help but gasp, my nose nearly pressed to his skin. Adrien murmurs what might be a soft apology, but I’m not tapping out.

“Wait.” Adrien grips my hair, holding me still. “Gonna come soon, princess. I don’t want to make you–”

Pointedly, I sink right back down on his cock and swallow. He yelps out a desperate sound, his hand tightening in my hair again, and takes my response for the message it is.

Keep going.

Adrien finally fucks my face in earnest, finally drives up into me until I’m almost choking on his cock with every thrust. Soft gasps leave me, and I feel my eyes watering, just as he drags me back down against him one more time and holds me there.

I swallow so that my muscles tighten around him, and that does it for Adrien. He comes in my mouth with a snarl, emptying down my throat with his fingers gripping my hair like I might float away if he doesn’t. I hear my name in the breathy murmurs dropping from his lips, and I swallow around him again, causing him to shudder.

Finally, Adrien tugs me off his lap, his shaky hand tucking himself back in while he grins up at me. “That was hot,” he informs me, pulling me over the console into his lap.

I don’t expect it, and I yip in surprise, only to end up straddling him with my lips pressed to Adrien’s.

I wonder if he can taste himself in my mouth.

With that thought, I lick against his tongue, his teeth, and lap at his lower lip with my tongue. He doesn’t mind. If anything, he seems to get more aggressive in tasting me, and before long, I’m grinding against him, even though by this point, I find I am actually tired enough to go to bed.

“You know…” Adrien muses as I lean back to pant against the steering wheel. “I think that was the best ten bucks I’ve ever spent.”

That makes me groan, and I roll my eyes up at him. “God, you’re annoying,” I say with a quick shove against his chest. “You’re ruining it.”

“Nah.” His smile turns vicious. “If I was trying to ruin it, I’d say something like, ‘this concludes our presentation of Free My Willy, an adult film production.”

I stare at him, my eyes narrowing. Had he just used my own bad porn title humor against me?

Bold.