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“This is an armored vehicle, I’ll have you know,” I tell her with a chuckle, glancing at her in the rearview mirror. Damn, she looks good in that silver dress, sparkling like the sun. It makes her hair seem to sparkle as well. It’ll be a damn shame if I accidentally rip that off of her.
I pull over to the side of the road; a dark place that no one will notice us, and kill the lights. I quickly slide into the back seat as if I am not the burly guy that I actually am and reach top unbuckle Willow, all the while being batted away with her protests.
“What in the bloody hell are you doing?” she asks me.
“Talking,” I tell her cheekily. She crosses her arms over her chest and sighs.
“We don’t need to be over on the bloody side of the road at night to talk, Duncan.” She sounds deflated, like she is giving in,
“You’ve said that word a lot tonight. I wonder if I can make you say it again,” I tease, raising my eyebrow.
“Can you not be serious for five minutes? At least tell me why you came all the way to the restaurant to prove it wasn’t safe. I know it wasn’t work.”
“You do?” I question her, and she gives me a knowing look. I am not going to be able to fool her with my cocky clown façade any longer it seems.
“I couldn’t fucking do it, Willow. I didn’t even think you would go on another date with him. Some crazy part of me believed we’d find a way or something. I know it’s stupid and sappy as shit, Willow. I don’t know what the hell I am doing here. But you’ve put me under a damn spell here, and I couldn’t quit thinking about you and this douchebag having a good time on a date you are only half into. I know what I promised your father, and I want you to be happy, Willow. I don’t know what it means or if it involves me, but I know it was not that fucking idiot back there.”
I get done with the worst monologue of my life and feel like crawling in a god damn hole. But then her lips find mine, and I lose it. Her hands find the buttons on my shirt, and my hands find her waist, pulling her up onto my lap. We fight the large seat as we tug her panties off together, her heels dropping into the floorboard as well. We are fogging up the damn windows with our breath as she puts her hands in the air for me to tug that perfect dress off, sequins popping as I go.
She bites my lip, and I growl at her like an animal, setting my cock free so it lands against her smooth, porcelain stomach. Her hand wraps around me for a moment, pumping up and down slowly and looking at me with a ferocious need conveyed in her eyes. I don’t make her play with me too long. I want to be inside of her. I want her body moving on top of me and the sound of her moans filling this damn car.
I pick her up just a little, just enough to slam her back down onto my cock. She cries out and digs her nails into the skin of my shoulders for support, likely drawing blood. I don’t care. The marks can be a permanent tattoo of what she’s doing to me.
“Fuck!” I say out loud as my hands roam her thighs and my lips dip down to her chin and then her neck. She begins to ride me, getting used to the feeling of my size inside of her tightness. She is so tight and wet, I feel like I can die right now and never feel like I missed out on anything. Our wails are animalistic as we cum together, shaking into each other as we climax.
