"But he didn't.Did he?Now recline the chair back and spread your legs.I want you to occupy me.Touch yourself.Show me how you get off.It's a long fucking way to Aurora and I want you to come at least once before we get there."
Her eyes go a bit hazy as she glances over at me."What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Won't you… That is… I mean… You'll be hard too.Right?"
"God, Lila.You don't know how fucking hard I am right now.Harder than at the clinic.You really have no idea what you do to me, do you?"
"Not really.Like, I know you get hard, but I know you also hate me."
The urge to pull the car over again and show her just how little I actually hate her and how much I really just despise myself eats at me.I don't dare do it.Not when I know her dad is watching.
"I don't hate you, Lila.Trust me.It would all be so much easier if I did."
She sits there for a moment, a pensive look on her face."But you pissed on me like I was nothing more than garbage in an alley.That feels a lot like hate."
"You forbidden temptation," I growl out as I work at the front of my pants."I so desperately wanted to teach you a lesson.I wanted to show you what your actions caused.It was the only thing I could do that wasn't sexy to either of us.If I spanked you, you'd just come faster."
"You could have just fucked me.Sounds like the simplest solution to me.Occam's Razor, if you will."
My brain tries desperately to process what she just said."Occam's Razor?Really?"
"What, did I say it wrong?"
"No.You said it right.I just didn't realize you took philosophy.It doesn't seem like something you'd enjoy."
She rolls her eyes and chuckles, the deep, husky sound going straight to my balls to make them clench even tighter.
"No.We have our unfriendly neighborhood crackpot Chemistry professor to thank for that."
"Ahh.That makes better sense."
I turn and give her a wink as a bit of the tight band around my heart starts to loosen.It feels so fucking right flirting with her like this, like I shouldn't have denied myself from the start.
Again, I glance over as she looks deep in thought."You're not doing what I told you to do.Enough stalling.Spread those pretty thighs so I can smell your arousal."
"And you?"She brings up again.
"What about me?"
She gestures toward my cock as an adorable blush pinkens her cheeks."Don't you need some relief?"
Groaning, I lean back and gesture toward my lap."If you're so desperate to give it to me, help get it out."
I keep both hands on the steering wheel and both eyes on the road.As much as I want to watch her fumble around, I need to keep us both safe.Reaching down, I scoot the seat back a touch to give her more room.
The soft scent of her arousal perfumes the car as she lowers the zipper.Her fingers shake a bit, nervous, hesitant as she unbuttons my pants and peels them open.
"That's my good girl," I growl as I reach out to slide my hand over the silky strands of her hair."Don't be scared.It's not going to bite you.It definitely doesn't have teeth."
The joke is enough to ease the tension I feel drifting from her, undercutting the sweet citrus of the slick I know is dripping from her pussy.Since it's a tight fit, I don't make her fight with my boxer briefs.Instead, I pull over to the side of the road again, shuck off my pants and toss the underwear in the back.
Before her dad can realize anything is up, I'm back on the road, cock out and proud for Lila to inspect.Her soft fingers graze up the underside of my shaft, drawing a bit of precum to pearl, thick and sticky at my plump, ruddy tip.She stops for a moment, and I can feel the heat of her gaze on me.
"Penny for your thoughts."
"I- I want to taste you but…"
