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“I was hungry. My roommate didn’t have anything, so I went out to buy some snacks. But I forgot my wallet.”
He pinches his lips together and massages the back of his neck. “You could’ve been hurt… or worse. And I’m really trying hard not to think about everything that could’ve happened to you if I hadn’t been there.”
Tears spring to my eyes, realizing how foolish I’d been walking out in the middle of the night. He’s right. If he didn’t arrive on time… “I’m sorry, Andrew. I’m so sorry.”
“Get in the back.”
I blink slowly, not sure I heard him right. “What?”
“Get in the back, Andrea. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Pulse hammering in my throat, I leave my flip-flops on the floor and try to navigate the space between the two front seats, making my way to the back. Finding support on the backrest of Andrew’s seat, I grip it for stability, lean forward, and swing one leg over the center console. I’m not fully settled when Andrew gets out of the truck and opens the door to the backseat.
He sits beside me and taps on his lap. “Bend over.”
“What?”
“What did I just say about me repeating myself?”
“But…but why?”
“You put yourself in danger. A midnight snack for your safety? You should start thinking twice before doing things, Andrea, especially since we haven’t dealt with your stalker yet.”
His voice has taken on a quiet but menacing tone, so I awkwardly bend over, my ass in the air, crotch right above his manhood. He pulls down my pajamas and underwear, and I do my best not to cover myself. Is he about to do what I think?
He doesn’t give me time to wonder as his hand lands firmly on one asscheek, the sting making me squirm. He quickly massages the spot. I haven’t recovered from the shock yet when he spanks the other cheek. I can’t even stifle my gasp.
“Do you understand why I’m doing this?”
I whimper, “Yes.”
He does it a couple more times, each time massaging whichever side he hits and never making contact in the same place twice. My skin feels too warm, but maybe it’s my position on his lap or how his hand is so close to my slit. Either way, my thighs clench reflexively.
It doesn’t escape his notice. Of course.
“You like this? You like being spanked?” he rasps.
“Maybe.”
“Yes or no, Andrea.”
“Y-yes.”
The next thing I know, he slides off my pajamas and panties completely and lifts me onto his lap. I’m straddling him. Me naked below the waist while he’s still fully clothed. He leans back, making no move to touch me again.
“Unbuckle me and take out my cock.”
God. Why is he so hot? Why is this bossy and demanding side of him doing this to my body? I work on his belt, button, and zipper, setting his dick free. His hard-rock member juts proudly against his stomach.
I don’t need instructions for what I’m about to do next.
I wrap a hand around him and slide him in, loving how he fills every inch of my tight walls. Gripping his broad shoulders, I ride him, rotating and grinding my hips until we’re both panting so hard, our sounds echoing in the small space. He holds my thighs, guiding me with my movements.
Air rushes from my lungs when my orgasm hits me, and I scream through clenched teeth, my cries echoing throughout the tight, confined space.
“Oh God,” I moan as he continues to pound me from below.
“Fuck. Fuck, baby.”
