No one was behind us. No one followed us. The chances of them guessing we turned into this parking lot out of the many options we drove past are zero to none.
I turn to Stef, reaching out to brush my hand over her leg.
“They won’t find us here. We just need to wait it out until they leave.”
Beneath my hand, her body is shaking.
Her eyes are wide with fear when she looks up at me.
I unclip my safety belt and hers and reach out to cup her face in my hand. “Hey, it’s ok. You’re ok, cutie,” I say gently. “I’ve got you, you’re safe now.”
She shivers and bites at her lip. Her eyes flare, and she takes in a sharp breath, then, to my surprise, she climbs rightonto my lap. She straddles me and takes my face in her hands, her lips crash into mine, and I realize the adrenaline, the fear… It’s turned her on. She’s wild with it.
Stef rocks against my cock, which instantly grows hard. Harder than I thought possible with the desperation of her moans against my lips. She claws at me, digging her nails into my shoulders as she tries to pull me closer. She moves with feverish need.
I grab her hips and press her harder against my cock.
“Stef, you have to stop. I can’t control myself if you don’t,” I growl.
“No, I don’t want you to control yourself,” she says, breathless against my mouth.
Her words spike lust through me. The intensity of it is terrifying. She grabs at my shirt, pulling it from my belt, and slips her hands beneath it to run them over the bare skin of my chest.
Her touch is hot. Her hands exploring me, her nails leaving red lines on my skin.
The urgency in her movements increases the longer we kiss. Her tongue pushes deep into my mouth as need consumes her.
I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back. “Stef, we shouldn’t do this here,” I snarl, already knowing I can’t stop what she started.
“I don’t care where we are. I need you,” she gasps, lifting her hips and pulling the button of her jeans open.
All reason disappears.
We’re both scrambling, hurriedly pulling at her jeans while she contorts over my lap in the front of the car. I push the seat as far as it will go to give her room, and she kicks her jeans off and sits down on my lap again.
I tug mine open, eager, craving her in the most dangerous ways.
My cock jumps free as I unzip my pants and tug them down enough.
Stef moans so beautifully as she slides herself up and down my shaft, rubbing her pussy over me.
“Let me fuck you,” I growl.
Her nails dig deeper into my flesh.
Chapter 20 - Stefania
I’ve lost all sense of reason or control.
Marlen tugs his cock free beneath my spread legs. I’m kneeling with my thighs wrapped around him and very little space to move in the front of his car, but I don’t care. I want this, and I want it now.
A low growl rumbles through his chest as I slide over him, nothing but the thin fabric of my panties between us.
“Let me fuck you,” he says, dark and devious. My heart races faster as he lifts me, positioning his cock so that it’s pushing into me, and then he pulls me back down. His cock slides into me. The relief, the pleasure of it, is so overwhelming I can’t breathe for a moment.
My body shudders as he lifts me again and then pulls me down as he thrusts upward.
He buries himself deep inside me, letting me grind against him, my clit rubbing against the base of his cock. I rip his shirt open, wanting to feel his skin against mine.
