“Well?” he blurts probably louder than he meant to.
Smirking, I count the stops before turning to him. “Well, what?” I tease.
“Well, I thought—” His cheeks tinge pink and he swallows hard.
“Thought?” I press.
“I thought you wanted to fuck,” he says.
“I do.” I lean closer to him, letting my hand drift down his thigh. His muscles quiver under my touch, and his shorts tent with his impressive cock.
“What are you waiting for?” he rasps.
“This,” I say just as it goes dark as we plunge into the tunnel.
FOURTEEN
Iswing onto his lap, placing my hands on his shoulders as I lean into him. “We have fifteen minutes in this tunnel, so better make it fast.”
“Trust me, with the way you’ve been teasing me, it’s going to be,” he mutters, gripping my ass before suddenly throwing me across the seat. I grin as he shoves his shorts down, freeing his huge cock before his hands go to my pants, unfastening them then yanking them down. He throws the designer pants onto the floor then shoves my legs open.
Gone is the hesitant, quiet boxer, and in his place is a man determined to fuck me.
I love this side of him as I reach up and hold the seatback, lifting my ass as I watch him. His eyes run down my body before he tugs my shirt open to bare my chest. His hand trails down my muscles as his dick presses against my entrance, but nothing else, him teasing me with the heaven I’ll find with him inside me.
“Time’s a wasting,” I warn. “Don’t make me find someone else?—”
My breath leaves me in a whoosh as he slams into me, not the least bit gentle. He takes me like he’s claiming me, daring me to find another. My back arches from his size as he stretches me, but the slight pain disappears as he presses his lips to mine and swallows my groan.
He moves, fucking me hard and fast, both of us aware that each second that passes is another second closer to us leaving the tunnel.
There isn’t a lot of room to stretch out, but still I lift my hips so each wild thrust drags his length along that spot that makes me see stars. My dick throbs between us, our kiss messy as he hammers into me. There is no finesse or rhythm. He just fucks me like he might die if he doesn’t. It’s raw and perfect.
“Fuck,” he growls into my mouth as I grip his shoulders and use my foot on the opposite door for leverage. I meet his thrusts, forcing him deeper. “Fuck, you feel so good. If I knew it would be this good, I would have done it before now, but I think it’s you,” he rambles, his cock jerking in my ass. I know he’s close, but I am too. Pleasure ricochets through me, so I speed up, forcing him deeper as I chase my own release.
“Nikko.” My head falls back as his hand hits the roof of the car as he powers into me, forcing me to take every inch of him. When his other hand slides between us and wraps around my dick, stroking me, I can’t take it anymore.
Pleasure shatters through me, stealing my voice, and I spill across my own body. Dots dance in my vision as I groan, still lifting my hips as he bottoms out inside me. His thrusts are jerky until he slams so deep inside me, it hurts.
I feel him pump his release into my body. His eyes are wild, and his jaw and neck bulge with veins. He’s an incredible fucking sight as he rides out his release.
Panting, he slumps sideways onto the seat, watching me. He’s still buried inside me, and I feel his cum leaking from me, but I like it. I watch his Adam’s apple bob, and then he leans down, kissing over my hammering heart. “Better than I could have ever imagined. You’re perfect, Zia, so perfect.”
“Don’t forget it,” I tease as I sit up, wincing as I help him slip from my body before I sit back. My cum glistens on my abs, and I look around for a wipe before he begins cleaning me with his shirt.
Tossing it back on, he leans into me and kisses me until I’mbreathing heavier. “I won’t. I won’t forget this moment until the day I die. That was the best fifteen minutes of my life,” he says.
I watch him silently, unsure what to say as he puts his shorts back on and then grabs my pants. He shakes them out and helps me into them, his hands soft and tender as he lifts each leg, then I lift my ass so he can settle them on my hips.
“Forward, baby,” he instructs softly, and he helps me slip back into my shirt and button it up.
My pants are on but still open when the light from the city invades as we break out from the tunnel. I know it means we have mere minutes until we are at the office, but I turn my head and meet Nikko’s heavy-lidded eyes.
Leaning over, he kisses me softly, lingering until I shiver and reach for him. “Next time, I’m taking my time with you,” he murmurs.
“I can’t wait,” I reply as I lean back and straighten my clothing.
All too soon, however, we are pulling up, and Yuki waits at my door. I run my gaze over Nikko’s flushed face. “Go.” He grins. “You have work to do.” Nikko looks past me to the building and shakes his head. “If I didn’t know you were rich before, I do now.”
