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He chuckles. “Which is why you are perfect. Well, your age isn’t perfect, but after April, it will be.”
I smile. “I can’t wait for April.”
Even though my birthday is over four months away, it reminds me that I need to finish my driving hours with my parents. I only have ten hours left to get to be eligible to go for my probationary license when I turn eighteen. I haven’t driven in a couple of months, though, so I need to start putting aside more time, and figure out how to get myself a car so that when I turn eighteen, I don’t have to rely on anyone but myself to go places. It will make it easier to visit Ty.
“Me either.” Ty smiles before slowly easing out of me.
Instantly, I feel his hot cum ooze from me, and he uses his fingers to push it back in.
“Hey.” I half laugh and frown as I try to squirm from his touch.
“I don’t want it getting on my car.” He teases, and I laugh.
“We have thoroughly defiled your car, Ty. It’s too late to be concerned about your cum getting on the hood.”
“Maybe I really just like knowing that you’re walking around with my cum running down your leg.”
“That sounds more accurate.” I giggle before he sweeps me up in his arms.
Latching my hands around Ty’s neck, I hold on as he carries me to the passenger side of the car and opens the door before lowering my practically naked body into the seat.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking you back to your boy band. Keep your legs closed. Don’t let me leak out.” He points a stern finger to my Kitty, so I give him a flipping bird salute.
“Yes, Sir Daddy.”
He growls, but then presses his lips to mine before shutting me in.
I quickly put my seat belt on and watch Ty disappear back inside his house, only to reappear a minute later wearing his sweatpants and carrying my clothes. He puts my clothes on the back seat and climbs in behind the wheel, starting his car up.
“Uh-can I have my clothes?”
“No.” He smirks, shifting the car into reverse.
“You want me to sit here naked, squeezing my legs shut, so your cum doesn’t spill out on the seat?”
Ty nods. “Yep.” He reverses the car, turning us around in his driveway.
“Why exactly?”
The cutest smirk I’ve ever seen on Ty’s face is directed at me as he shifts the car into drive. He doesn’t say anything, though, and moves his attention to the road as he drives.
“What was that face?”
“What face?” He grins, even though he’s not looking at me.
“Ty! Give me my clothes, or I’m going to open my legs and dirty this seat up.”
“Keep your legs shut, Kitten. You don’t need clothes. Just relax.”
He’s fucking up to something, yet I can’t find it in me to fight it. He’s kind of playful right now, and it makes him seem younger than his thirty-two years. So, I relax back in the seat as much as I can while trying to keep my thighs clamped tight and watch the thick bushland pass by in the headlights as Ty drives me back to the guys.
The drive isn’t too long as we round the lake, and I thoroughly annoy him by changing his music to Paramore, but he snatches his phone back, changing the music to Foo Fighters. I wonder what Marcus would say if he knew that Ty listens to the same music as him?
The song, My Hero, comes on, making me grin because it’s the exact same song Marcus played for me on the bus. I know most of the words, but I mostly enjoy listening to Ty sing the lyrics next to me. His voice is a deep baritone, so it surprises me that he’s able to keep tune, his voice going higher as he sings.
Fuck, that’s hot.
