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I grab an entire duffle bag and throw it out the window without even opening it. The next one I open, tossing each stack out like I’m flicking a cigarette butt into the wind. Hundreds of thousands of dollars gone, and none of it matters.
I wonder what Julia would think of me right now. I can picture her smiling, urging me to keep throwing money out onto the empty highway. Ten million dollars feels like sweet revenge for my sister’s death, a reckless middle finger to the universe.
I grab Pasha’s leg, pinching him to get his attention. He looks over at me, smiling like he’s lost his mind.
“Faster!” I yell over the noise. “As fast as you can fucking go!”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. He slams his foot into the pedal, pushing us forward at a breakneck speed. My body is glued to my seat from the force of our acceleration, but I’m still able to reach for more money and throw it into the air.
Millions of blue hundred-dollar bills coat the highway behind us, and I’m only getting started.
“Change the gear,” Pasha says, nodding to the shifter between us. “Make this baby go faster.”
“Forward?” I ask, circling my hand around the cold black knob.
“Yes, push it forward.”
I hesitate for a moment, saying a little prayer before applying a light force to move the shifter forward. The engine changes tone, and we move a little faster.
“Good job. You’re a natural,” he says, his pearly teeth glowing in the moonlight as he grins at me.
I toss another few stacks of money out the window. “I guess I’m just made for luxury.”
“God, you’re so fucking sexy,” he says, shaking his head.
I wink at him as I toss another bundle of hundreds onto the road.
23
Valerie
Pasha slows the car down, almost to a crawl, and looks over at me. “Come sit on my lap and I’ll show you how to drive this thing.”
I unbuckle my seatbelt, sliding over onto his lap while taking extra care not to knock the steering wheel. I’m nervous, but somehow the warmth of Pasha’s chest behind me as I settle in takes all my fear away. He’s my protector.
“Put your hands on the wheel,” he says, his voice vibrating in his chest and into my back as he lifts my hands. “There you go, that’s a good girl.”
His praise gives me butterflies, making it hard to focus my attention on steering the car. I grip the smooth leather wheel, making careful adjustments to keep us between the flickering white lines that separate the lanes. There’s nobody else on the road, but I want to keep this car steady, especially considering how fast we can go.
Pasha is in control of that. My feet don’t even reach the pedals when I’m on his lap, so all I can do is steer and hope he doesn’t take up for another thrilling race down the velvety black asphalt.
“Okay, you can shift the car with the knob here,” Pasha explains with a calm, steady voice. “Or here on the wheel with the paddle shifters. Maybe start with the knob and see how it feels. Not all manual cars have paddle shifters.”
I nod, trying to absorb his information while being wholly distracted by the rich sound of his voice and the way his muscular body feels behind me. I wiggle my ass in his lap, finding a bulge that I’m able to play with while I steer. It fits so perfectly between my thighs, rubbing up against my panties as my short dress rides up.
I gasp as he shifts his hips, pushing up against my pussy with his erection. It’s already so hard, throbbing in his pants like it’s about to tear through them and bury itself inside me. I wonder how he can exist with such discomfort all the time. It seems really awful to have something so large trapped in such a small space.
“Focus on the road, darling. Maybe shift us up a gear,” Pasha whispers into my ear. “Let me take care of the rest.”
I nod, moving my hand over the shifter and pushing it up once as I feel Pasha’s hand on my ass. He lifts up my dress, slipping his hand under my cheeks and unbuttoning his pants. His lap goes from soft and fuzzy to hot and smooth as his skin makes contact with mine.
His cock pulses against my bare ass, and I feel him pressing it in so hard that it nearly goes into my asshole.
I swerve a little, letting out a giggle. “You’re in the wrong place if you’re trying to get me pregnant.”
He grunts, sliding his cock further down until he brushes against my pussy. I spread my legs for him, lifting myself up and using one hand to push my panties to the side for him. The other is still on the wheel, making sure we don’t crash.
“God, your pussy is so tight,” he groans, sliding his erection inside of me slowly.
