Page 61 of Dipped in Red


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“Your scent is distracting me,” he snarls.

My fists clench. How the hell am I fighting arousal right now? I want to smack this man, not reward him.

His hand crawls up my leg. It’s so strong and forceful… my God.

Warmth cradles my slit. When I don’t resist, he turns it up by unzipping my jeans and reaching through the seam, digging his fingers all the way down. I don’t realize how wet I am until his dry index bends into me. It’s like a river in there.

The hell is wrong with me?

I flatten my back to the seat and squirm as he pushes all the right buttons.

“I knew it was in there, somewhere,” he says, eyeing my breasts.

My breathing quickens, the tears drying on my face. I can’t help but stare at the growing bulge in his pants.

His lust is so strong. It’s contagious. It’s—

Leandro uses his knee to stabilize the wheel as he unzips his pants with one free hand. I never imagined I’d see that throbbing cock again so soon. His palm guides my head down, and I let his cock open my mouth for me.

He wasn’t kidding. The thrill of murder made him like a rock. And to my own growing derangement, I want to sit on it, right now, while he’s speeding down the highway with a fresh body thumping around in the back.

“The cops,” I gasp when I pull him out of my mouth.

“Will never catch me,” he promises, guiding my head back down while sticking an extra finger into my slit.

My eyes roll back. He shuts me up, and I fall into a well of pleasure that I hope he’s swimming around in too. If not, I have to make him. I tighten my lips and ram my own head harder to consume his cock. It pokes at the back of my throat, and I hear him grunt as I gag.

He likes it.

Before I know it, he takes his fingers out of me and licks them clean before unbuckling my seat.

“What—”

“Take ’em off.”

It’s like he’s reading my mind. The very thing this new passion within me is screaming for, he wants too. I slip out of my jeans. Before I can get my panties off, he grabs me with one arm and twists me over so I’m facing him on the driver’s side.

“You’re fucking crazy,” I moan, my legs spreading, his slick cock penetrating deep inside me.

I turn into some fresh-water demon – trusting that he can drive while I ride him. His pinky finds my asshole, and I drive onto him harder because of it.

“Plug me up, baby,” I breathe into his ear as I bite it. “C’mon, Leandro. I want to feel it in my belly again.”

He grunts his pleasure, takes a bite of my neck, then twists my head onto his chest so he can see out the window. The suction of him and the slapping sounds of two wet sexes connecting makes me nearly cum on the spot.

I claw at his chest, ripping buttons off his shirt, biting him back.

Can’t explain it, but I want to be closer to him, so I push down from the roof of the car so his cock is completely inside me, then I pulse slowly.

He takes his finger out of my asshole and scratches at my back. “I can feel your heartbeat on my cock.” He grins. “Do I make you that nervous?”

“Yes.”

“Do you miss that gun up your pussy?” He growls, his cock pulsing inside me. It’s so erratic, I wonder multiple times if he came.

“Yes.” I’ve become a slave to his passion, and I can’t get enough.

He whips the car onto the side of the road while holding me down hard. The car teeters as it comes to a stop, and when it finally does, he kicks the door open and carries me onto the grass.

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