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The memory of her beautiful face flashes into my mind, and even though I should be concentrating on the drive home, all I can think about is the way her tits looked in that fucking sexy-as-hell dress tonight. The way I wanted to push her up against the wall and fuck her from behind.
Dammit! Now my cock is raging hard.
Groaning, I try to ignore it. My hand shifts to my cock and rearranges it in my slacks, but all that does is make me needier for her, so I glance around. The road is empty beside me, and I figure,fuck it!The universe is fucking with me and not letting me have the one woman I want more than anything, so I am going to fuck right back with the universe.
I’m so damn horny right now, and I can’t do anything about it with Zoey, but Icando something about it with myself.
So I slide my hand down and unzip my pants. Since I don’t wear underwear, I can freely pull my cock out of the opening, and I relax back in the seat as I wrap my fingers around my girth at the same time I step down on the accelerator. If I am going to jerk off in the car while driving, I’m going to do it at high speed so the adrenaline is pumping while I get myself off.
Pulling on my length, I moan while keeping one hand on the steering wheel. Then, letting a hiss out through my teeth, I jerk my cock harder, feeling the pleasure roll through me.
I need to chase the high.
I need to feel the danger.
So I push down further on the accelerator, taking the street faster than necessary as I begin to pant with the intoxication.
Images of Zoey race through my mind.
Of her hands wrapped around me.
Turning to what it would feel like if it was her hand on my cock.
“Fuck, yes!” I groan, taking a corner at high speed, the tires sliding, and I almost spin out. I pant hard as it makes me jerk harder while I correct my steering. “Oh, fuck, Zoey!” I groan, the pressure building in my balls, and I know I’m close.
The tingle slides down my spine as I jam my head back into the headrest, needing my release. I groan loudly, panting and pulling on my cock as hard and fast as I can to get me there. The adrenaline surges through me while I feel the pressure build, my muscles tense, my fingers gripping the steering wheel so damn tight my knuckles turn white. I close my eyes for a brief second, heading through the intersection right as my climax hits.
“Fucking Christ!” I scream out as I come so damn hard.
I take my foot off the gas, slowing down and exploding all over my hand.
I let out a loud laugh as I breathe hard and fast.
Then I see it!
Flashing lights.
Once my senses return, I hear the siren scream up behind me. My eyes shoot up to my rearview, the cop car pulls in behind me, and I glance down at my cock hanging out, my release all over my hand, and I grimace.
“Well, fuck!” I glance around my car for something, anything to help me, but there’s nothing. So I do the only thing I can think of and wipe my hand on the passenger side seat to get the cum off me—it’s not totally successful, but better than nothing—and then I quickly slide my dick away. All the while trying to slow my breathing so I don’t look like a complete sexual deviant as I pull over to the curb.
“Calm yourself down, Branson. Play it cool,” I tell myself as I glance around the car to make sure nothing appears too out of sorts.Jesus Christ! Except for the cum on the seat! I fucking hope the cops think that’s ice cream.
I wipe the sweat away from my brow, taking in a long steady, calming breath as I slide down my window and watch the officer approaching from behind my vehicle. Clearing my throat, I attempt to keep myself together and glance out the window as he shines his flashlight into my car, making me squint with the light intrusion. “Evening, officer—”
“Do you realize you just ran a red light while speeding?” He grunts.
My fists clench.Shit, my eyes were shut while driving through that intersection.“Did I? I’m sorry, officer. I’ve had a crazy day at work and zoned out. I need to go home and sleep. It won’t happen again.”
The officer shines the flashlight deeper inside my car, and I tense as he hums under his breath, obviously catching a glimpse of the cum on my seat. “Mm-hmm… license and registration.”
Quickly, I lean over and pull them out, handing them over. The cop says nothing, turning and walking back to his cruiser. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding as I sink back into my chair. “I’m going to jail for speeding, running a red light, and jerking off in public. Good one, Blake. Nice résumé for a bitch in prison.”
It feels like the wait takes forever. My foot bounces anxiously on the floor as I keep glancing back in the rearview while he uses the computer in his cruiser.What the hell is he doing back there?Is there a warrant for my arrest that I don’t know about?
For fuck’s sake, I’m completely blowing a gasket back here. The cops are doing whatever the hell it is they are doing, I have cum on the seat beside me, and there is no doubt I have broken the law.
I amnotgetting out of this.
