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I groan. “No, we can’t do it like that. I’m not good at keeping secrets. I prefer things to be straightforward. You said it yourself. You don’t want me stirring up drama, and something like this eventually will.”
“Not if you keep it a secret,” he replies like he didn’t hear a word I just said.
Another groan escapes my mouth, but I see that he’s not going to give up on this game so easily. Once he’s sunk his teeth into something, he doesn’t let go without a fight.
And I’m all out of energy tonight.
“Okay,” I say, throwing my hands up. “You win. You get both, but if shit gets out of hand, you’re losing both.”
He shrugs his wide shoulders, a new warmth in his usually cold gray eyes. “Fair enough. How should we celebrate?”
“Your place?” I ask, curious to know where he lives.
He nods toward the door. “Let’s go.”
We don’t even make it to the car before we’re all over each other. His lips burn against mine, the sexual tension that’s been building all week threatening to catch us both on fire before we can relieve it.
The air is cold, but I don’t feel it as his lips press against my neck, sucking hard and bringing blood to the surface. Makeup can only do so much to cover a hickey, but the feeling is intoxicating. I won’t stop him.
My hands move under his jacket, feeling the burning desire that radiates from his body. His muscles are tense, but as I run my hands up under his crisp cotton shirt, he melts between my fingers.
“Oh, fuck baby, I need you all over me,” he says, pulling me closer and pressing his bulge into my belly.
“Can’t wait?”
“No,” he replies, his voice thick and hoarse. “Nobody is here.”
The air is a bit too cold to be pulling up my skirt, but we find solace in his car. It smells brand new, unlike mine, and the seats in the back are clean like he just brought it home from the dealership today.
He lays down on his back first, his legs sticking out of the car so far that he can almost bend them at the knee. He grabs me, pulling me on top of him and pressing me against his protective chest. “Good girl, you going to ride for me tonight.”
I gasp as his hand travels down and cups my pussy under my skirt. His thumb presses into my soaked lace panties, and he strokes me as he whispers filthy things into my ear. “Pretty girl, I’m going to stretch you out and fill you up. You’re my little whore tonight. Good girl”
But I’m not a good girl when I’m in his hands. I’m bad and I like it that way.
I almost forget that we’re in a public place as Avraam pushes my panties aside and presses his fingers into my wetness. I want to scream, it feels so good.
I bite my bottom lip hard, whimpering as his fingers reach inside. First one, then two. He wiggles them around inside of me, playing with me like this is all a game to him.
But I’m desperate to feel him thrusting deep inside of me. I crave the release only he can give me. I want to know what it’s like to have a killer cum inside of me. The first time wasn’t enough.
“Nice and wet, but that’s probably how you always are when you come to work. I wouldn’t be surprised if you played with yourself under the desk,” Avraam teases.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” I reply, but my words are stifled by a wave of pleasure. I can hardly think, much less argue with him. I’m going to lose my mind to this hedonism if he doesn’t stop fingering me.
“Oh no, don’t finish yet,” he says, pulling his fingers from my pussy as I start to squirm. “You’re a quick one, aren’t you?”
I’m embarrassed that he’s right. Women always complain about their man being too fast, but I’m always first to finish. I’ve been that way forever, and it makes guys so fucking egotistical when they find out they can make me cum without putting in much effort.
My ex thought he was a sex god, but Avraam might actually be one.
I pull my panties down as Avraam shimmies out of his slacks. We both drop them outside the car, and I’m praying that my bare ass isn’t right in someone’s field of view. The last thing I want is to become the center of gossip in a small town. I’d never be able to go anywhere without creepy old men asking if I’d like a ride in their car.
Or truck. Most people out here drive vehicles twice as big as my modest sedan.
“Move up a little higher,” Avraam grunts, cupping his hands on my ass and pulling me closer.
I feel his cock against my pussy, precum dripping from the tip as he reaches down and rubs it against my vulva. Every stroke is an explosion of pleasure, and my inhibitions dissolve as he pushes himself inside of me.
