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“Perfect.” I scroll up to my Led Zeppelin’s greatest hits playlist and start blasting it. We’re almost out of LA, headed toward the mountains. I almost laugh as the guitars start playing and her hands freeze midtype. Eve despises Zeppelin.
Her eyes shoot my way. Badass plays in my head as my fierce Queen scowls with an I want to stab you stare. My cock hardens.
“Are we taking a small detour?” she screams over the music as she points with her phone at the change in scenery outside her window.
“You could say that.” I don’t need to yell. My voice carries.
With a dramatic flair that only my wife has perfected, she tosses the phone into her purse and sighs as she props both heeled sandals on the dashboard and slowly spreads her legs apart.
I raise an eyebrow at her. She smiles back innocently, her hands sliding down her leg as if she needs to check her sandal. I breathe through my nose as I try not to slam us into the semi ahead of us.
“Blade?” she purrs. My lips twitch at her choice in names. She calls me Blade when she’s trying to make a point. “Are we on the lam?” Her hands stop caressing and sort of linger as the question takes a moment to register, my throbbing cock making it hard to concentrate.
“The lam?” I shift so that I can change lanes more comfortably. “Clarify the lam.”
“Oh. My. God. We are.” Her legs drop down as she twists to face me.
“Everything is fine.” I look into my back mirror to make sure that black sedan is only a harmless black car. “We’re not exactly going to Hawaii, yet.”
“Unbelievable.” She throws her arms up and crosses her legs. “So that’s why you had David and Charlie babysitting? Not because we’re getting away?”
“We’re getting away, Angel.”
She shakes her head and squints as her pouty lips part. “We’re laying low.”
It’s not a question, so I don’t answer and maneuver us into the carpool lane. I’m done feeling guilty. And I’m through walking on eggshells.
“Take off your panties,” I demand.
“Excuse me?” she yells as she rolls her eyes at me.
I turn down the music, flipping on The Killers. She decided to tease the beast; now he’s alive and done waiting.
“Legs on the dashboard. I want to see that glistening cunt.”
A small whoosh escapes her mouth as she blinks at me. I can read her like a book. Always have. She’s trying to decide what she can get away with.
“No Hawaii?” She frowns as I set the cruise control.
“Panties, now. I won’t say it again,” I growl. Her eyes narrow. She wanted a different answer, yet with the grace of a ballerina, she lifts her hips and removes her slip of pink panties.
“Legs up and spread them wide.” I look at the open freeway, the silver pavement glistening in the afternoon sun. Besides us and a couple of trucks, most of the 14 Freeway North is clear. Her heeled sandals make a small thud as she spreads her legs open.
“Take your dress off.”
“Jas…” she puffs out as she glances out the darkened passenger window.
“Now,” I say as I unzip my jeans and take out my hard cock.
She licks her lips as her eyes fasten on my face and dip down to my dick. I cup my balls so that my cock thickens and expands. A small moan escapes her.
“Dress, baby,” I say as her chest rises and falls in quick gasps.
She nods and shimmies it off tossing it to the floor of the van.
Glancing up at the open road, I zero in on my Angel who sits in all her glory, naked, long legs propped up on the dashboard in nothing but her heeled sandals.
“Yeah, that’s a good girl.” I stroke my cock. I’m ready to pull over and jerk myself off on her. Let my warm cum soak her face, breasts, pussy. I grab her left ankle, swiveling her toward me.
