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“I didn’t say that. Must be a fantasy?” He cocks a brow.
“Santi, have we been at this stoplight for a hundred years?”
“Is it a fantasy?”
“Robbing a bank? Really? We are on totally different subjects.”
He further probes. “Is it?”
“It may have been a few decades ago after watching a movie with four kickass, black ladies. Ahem, I’m not answering . . .”
“Hey, I’m helping you, sweet tart.”
“Assh—”
“You didn’t even tense.” He cocks his head to another cop.
“How are you so calm, Santino? Not sure how far we are from the city, but this isyourtruck.”
“When you were sleeping on our long ride to the cabin, I switched the plates. These are registered. Not a single issue. But now that you’re anxious again and refuse to discuss devious fetishes, we’ll do something else.”
My eyebrow lifts as Santino increases the heater temperature. “It’s dark out, Bad Santa. But FYI, I’m still a little frazzled about dying, not the cops in general . . . Anyway, I’m listening.”
“Remove your pants.”
“No way.”
“It’s warmer now. Do it.”
I’ve kicked off one boot when I notice the other must not have made it. Then I’m eagerly shoving the pants down over my hips. Santino grabs my thigh. His fingernails clutch into my skin.
His delicious Italian accent groans, “Yes, we are in a confined space, but you will move sexier for Daddy.”
Little does he know I can’t wait to come out of these jeans.The button’s stabbing my fluffy tummy. I inch the rough material, exposing more of my chocolate brown legs.
“Bella,” Santino begins, his voice lowers to a delicious lustful baritone. “I’m gonna make you spread those sweet lips between your thighs and fuck your pussy with your fingers.”
My eyes close at his explicit yet dreamy tone, and my hand disappears into my panties.
“You’re so eager.” Santino’s thumb rubs circles over my wrist and removes my hand from my underwear. He puts my palm to his lips, then kisses each of my fingertips as I groan.
“First, listen to all my commands, Gina. Spread your legs, nice and wide, with your feet on the edges of your seat. Since I’m driving and I don’t get to see that exquisite pussy, tell Daddy how wet you are.”
I gasp, “Wet, very wet.”
“Not with your words, baby. All I want you to do with that mouth is groan and moan until I’m fucking it. You may also scream my name as you fuck your pussy. But you will bring your fingers to me, and once I taste that your cunt is flowing with honey, I will pull over. Then I'll have a good look at your pussy, Gina. You’re going to use our fingers to spread you wider for me . . .”
“Yes . . .” I want to moan my agreement, but my internal temperature is rising.
“Then, Bella, you will lick all the sweets from your fingers until they are clean."
The back of my dome kisses the headrest. A fresh coat of perspiration sprinkles my top lip. I’m eager to fuck my pussy just the way Santino said. His details continue to race through my mind. I shudder in anticipation of carrying out his desires.
“Then what?” I pant, delighted by his control.
“Then you may suck my dick.”
A small gasp ribbons through my lips as I open my eyes. “I thought you would . . .”
