Page 72 of Forbidden Protector


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“Yes.”

He chuckles, kissing back down my neck. “You’re not scared of the bad guys?”

“Let’s give them a show,” I return through clenched teeth, desperate not to whimper and show just how eager I am for him.

Arnie growls as he plunges his index finger into me. My back arches in my seat, urging him further in as the sensations all but cripple my sense of decency.

His other hand suddenly clasps around my throat.

“I will not put you on display,” he growls in my ear.

His fingers work me harder and harder as his grip on my throat tightens. I panic, trying to jerk from his grasp to no avail.

“Relax,” he orders.

I can do nothing but obey, steadying my breathing to the rhythm of my pleasure. As I do, I finally realize how much the sensation of choking amplifies the pleasure of his fingers.

An undignified moan escapes my lips and he adds another finger as a reward.

“Do you like that?” the voice in the darkness asks, and I moan again.

The grip on my neck tightens in response. “Do you know how hard I get when I hear you moan like that?”

The sudden need to touch him overwhelms me. I try to reach out to him, but his hands press me further into the chair.

“Not until you come for me.”

His words are sickly sweet, but his fingers stretch me wider and wider. His thumb flicks lazily over my clit, one, twice…

My back arches again, tight with the unstoppable feeling of ecstasy.

“Fuck!” I gasp as I come undone over his hand.

“That’s it,” Arnie whispers into my neck.

My body practically aches with the effort of holding myself up and I slump back down in the chair.

His hands disappear into the darkness, giving me a moment to regain my composure. Sweat drips down the back of my neck and I can only imagine how fogged up the windshield is right now.

It doesn’t take me long to begin fumbling around for him again in the darkness. But my hands snag on the light switch above.

Grinning to myself, I flick it on.

Arnie sits in the driver’s seat, his cock in his hand, engorged by his own stroking. Lips swollen, eyes dark with something more than just desire.

I hold his gaze as I slowly remove my shirt.

“Do you like watching me when you touch yourself?” I ask innocently.

My bra falls away a second later and his eyes break from mine to stare hungrily at my chest. I drag my hand daintily over my hardening nipple and I watch with no small amount of delight when his own hand begins to move.

I moan a little, pushing my tits together with my hands for him. Letting him get a good look at me, knowing the excitement will only make him harder.

“Take your fucking pants off,” he grunts as if in agony.

It’s a task easier said than done, but there’s barely a beat between my panties falling to the floor and Arnie’s hands grabbing hold of my waist. He wastes no time lifting me straight over the console and into the driver’s seat. Forcing me to straddle him in the chair.

My head grazes the low roof uncomfortably, but before I can say anything, the car suddenly groans. I nearly jump out of my skin as the ceiling above peels itself back into its convertible setting.

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