I gripped his shirt and pulled him down to my level. “You don’t get this part of my life. You don’t ever get to be involved with it. So, get in your stupid rental car, get back to whatever penthouse hotel suite you rented, and go the fuck home. I’ll see you Tuesday morning.”
He grinned. “And if I don’t.”
He peered over my shoulder for a split second before he moved. His arm whacked against mine before he grabbed my wrist and twisted it behind my back. I went to yelp, but turned me around, clapped his hand against my mouth, and bent me over the hood of his car. I felt his cock grinding against my ass cheeks. His growl shivered me to my core as he pinned me to the hot car. And as I began to sweat, his mouth found the shell of my ear.
“No matter where you go and no matter what you do, you’ll never escape me. I’m infinite, Rebecca. And until you realize that, I’ll simply have to keep reminding you.”
My eyes watered. “Why are you doing this to me? My sister’s right inside. Go finish whatever shit you have with her and just leave me alone.”
He nibbled my earlobe. “Is that what you really want… sweet girl?”
I swallowed hard. “I just want to spend time with my family.”
He chuckled darkly. “Says the woman who didn’t want to come to this in the first place.”
I shook my head as his leg pressed between my thighs. “Why are you really here? You aren’t here because your father can’t make it. Mom already told me that he’s at the beach for the weekend. That’s not at all why you’re here.”
That’s when I felt his hand tease my ass cheeks. “Maybe I didn’t want to spend another moment away from you. Did you ever think of that?”
I scoffed. “You don’t have that kind of compassion and emotion inside of your cold, hard heart.”
“Mmmm, maybe you’re right,” he said as he stuffed his hand up my shorts, “but maybe I didn’t give you what you deserved before you left.”
His fingertips played with my pussy lips, and I tried my best to keep silent. I kept my eyes locked with my parents, hoping and praying that they didn’t see anything. Mom kept peering over every once in a while, but with the way she craned her neck I knew she couldn’t see us. Even with her glasses on, her eyesight was subpar at best.
But, when his fingers found my swollen clit, I groaned.
“So wet for me. Your body betrays you, sweet girl.”
I bucked against him. “JoJo, please.”
He pulled back slightly. “Uh-uh-uh. Sassy little girls don’t get what they want.”
Sweat dripped down my face as his fingers encircled my clit. My toes curled into my flip flops as I rolled my lips over my teeth. I panted for air as he stroked me in ways that made my head spin. His thumb slipped into my tight, wet cavern and my fucking head almost popped off. Electricity sizzled me, cooking me from the inside out. I bucked with his movements, fucking myself against his hand as my juices dripped into his palm. I was his, like melted putty on an outside patio table. And as I collapsed into his rented red sports car, I succumbed to his ministrations.
Before he stopped.
“Wh-wh-wh—what are—you, uh--.”
He stood up and released me. “Remember who can bring you to your knees, sweet girl. I would hate for someone to take you down a bad path because you’re insistent on hating me.”
I pushed my ass against his cock. “Come back. Please. I was so—so close.”
He spanked me. “Now, get off my car. You’re leaving sweat marks.”
I jerked upright and gritted my teeth before he spanked my ass one last time. I watched as he walked around to the driver’s side of his car with a grin on his face, slipped inside, and cranked up the engine. He rolled the top down, like he was some badass boy with the coolest toy on the block. And as he backed out of his parking space, he winked at me.
Before driving off and leaving me with arousal dripping down the insides of my thighs.
18
Rebecca
I walkedthrough a haze for the rest of the family reunion, and when the sun finally began to set, I helped my parents pack up. My sister, of course, kept swimming around like the princess she had become. As if she weren’t capable of lifting a finger to do hard work or get sweaty. Still, I packed up the excess food with Mom and helped Dad roll the grill back to his truck so he could take it home. We closed down the community center by cleaning things to their standard, then we all went home and enjoyed a nice, big, cold bowl of ice cream.
And it was then that I found myself alone with Maggie in the kitchen.
“Did you have fun?” she asked.
