Feeling brave, I make a split-second decision to move. I slide my body around slowly to sit in front of him, facing him.
“What the hell are you doing, Killer? Be careful,” Frost barks against the wind.
Reaching down and hike up my skirt, pulling my panties to the side so he can see my glistening core.
Frost curses, his cock hardening in his jeans. I reach forward, freeing his massive cock from confinement.
I scoot as close as I can and wrap my legs around his waist. Hoisting myself up a tiny bit, I line up with his cock.
Shoving forward, I feel him breaching my entrance. I cry out, moving to take his entire length.
Frost moans loudly, and the bike starts to slow. “No,” I chastise. “Keep going.”
“Killer, fuck. I can’t resist you,” Frost groans, but picks up speed again.
The road is fairly crowded, even at this time of night. The headlights of cars keep shining right on us.
Feeling even more daring, I lean back into the handlebars as far as I can, showing anyone who looks Frost's cock buried in my soaked pussy.
An orgasm builds quickly, especially when horns begin honking.
Some guy yells out his window, “Damn—go, girl! Look at that pussy!”
That does it. I detonate, squeezing Frost's cock so hard, he curses colorfully. The strength of my release triggers his own. He fills me with spurts of hot come.
I'm still trying to catch my breath when the bike slows, then stops. We're back at the compound already.
Frost holds me tight for another minute. “My Killer is an exhibitionist.”
“What’s that mean, exactly?”
“You like to be watched.”
My cheeks redden. “I suppose that might be true.”
Frost helps me dismount the bike.
We stroll hand in hand through the garage, then back inside. I move toward my room, when he yanks me back by my hand.
“No, Killer. Tonight, you sleep with me.”
It's a statement, not a question.
One I’m more than happy to comply with.
Chapter 30
Hunter
I've been upsince five this morning, and I’m exhausted.
We are on the precipice of breaking into the security of The Camp where The Retreat students were sent for brainwashing.
I'm sitting next to Thor, Jax on my other side, and Bill in his usual corner. Even Lee is here to lend a hand. Purge is in the other corner.
We’re all on the same screen, hacking away. The security there is so topnotch, it’s virtually unbreakable. But I know everyone here is capable; it’s just going to take more finesse.
Biting my lip, I’m reading the lines of code scrolling by, trying to pinpoint any similarities. As I read, Thor yells out.
