Jase holds me against his chest as Bree slows down when we approach the gate. A couple of armed guards stand outside a large gatehouse, watching as a scanner scans the plate on my car. The gates open automatically, and one of the guards waves us through.
Bree floors it, the tires squealing as she peels out of there. The second we are away from the compound, Jase slams his lips down on mine and hauls me into his lap. We devour one another like it’s the first time we kissed. Angling my head, I grant him better access, and he pushes his tongue inside my mouth, exploring as we get reacquainted.
It’s been weeks since we were intimate, and I’m aching for him all over. Our tongues tangle together, and he moans into my mouth when I straddle him, pushing my crotch against the bulge in his jeans.
“Shit, guys, you’re making me all horny,” Bree protests from the front seat.
“You’re about to get hornier,” Jase jokes, breaking our kiss and reaching for the bottom of my shirt. His eyes beg the question, and I nod.
“Eww. Seriously?”
“I am starved for my woman,” Jase admits, lifting my shirt up and tossing it on the ground. “And I refuse to wait another minute.”
“If you don’t want to know, keep your eyes on the road and turn the music up to drown out the noise,” I suggest, waggling my brows at Jase as I unclip my bra.
His fingers trace gently over the plastic wrapping covering the brandings on my chest and my arm. “How sore are you?”
“I can manage.” Grabbing fistfuls of his hair, I pin him with a warning look. “Don’t you dare hold back. Fuck me hard and fast, baby, and talk dirty to me. Just how I like it.”
The music blares, and Jase and I laugh until our eyes meet in a marriage of lust and need, and all bets are off. His hands move to my breasts, and he plucks my nipples before taking them in his mouth. “I’ve missed my girls,” he says, lavishing attention on my chest. “I want to fuck you here after I’ve fucked your cunt, your mouth, and your ass. My cock is starved for you, baby, and I want to fill you with my cum until your body remembers who you belong to.”
Bree raises the volume on the radio again.
Oops.
“Yes to all of that,” I pant, grinding against his lap while I hold his face to my tits. “Though it might push your sister to the limits if we try that marathon in here.” He chuckles before his tongue darts out, licking a circular path around my breasts before he grazes my nipples with his teeth. He works me into a frenzy in no time, and I’m all out of patience. “I need you inside me now.” I yell into his ear, so he hears me over the music, while grabbing his shirt and pulling it up his body.
He flings it aside, and I ask a silent question as my fingers brush over the discolored skin painting his arms, his chest, and his stomach. “I’m fine, Ash.” He kisses my lips. “I would do it all over again if it meant protecting you.”
“You made it all bearable, Jase,” I say, tracing the tip of my finger around the intertwined snake design on his chest. “Did you wear skin patches to hide these from me before?” I run my fingers over the design on his arm. The same one I now have.
He nods. “I had no choice. It would have invited too many questions.”
“I’m not criticizing. I understand.” My hands gently trail the dips and curves of his abs. “They didn’t tell me what responsibilities each family has yet. My uncle said he’d talk to me about our family duties when I got home.” It could be my imagination, but it feels like he tenses underneath my hands. I peer deep into his eyes. “What do you have to do?”
His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he tilts his head to one side and pierces me with a dazzling smile that instantly nukes all brainpower. “Is this really what you want to talk about now?” His sultry voice sends shivers cascading along my skin as his expert fingers pluck my nipples.
“No,” I admit in a breathless voice, not even remembering what I asked him now. “I need you, dirty boy.”
Jase pushes me back flat on the seat behind Bree’s chair. His fingers reach for the button on my jeans, and I lift my hips, helping him to peel them off me. Hooking his fingers in my panties, he tugs them down my legs and tosses them aside. Then he parts my thighs and buries his face in my pussy.
I cry out as he licks my slit and drives his tongue deep inside me. Yanking fistfuls of his hair, I arch my hips and buck against him, riding his face as my orgasm quickly builds. Jase laps at my clit the same time he pushes three fingers inside me, and I explode, coming with a loud scream as I soak his gorgeous face.
As if it’s a race, he tugs his jeans and boxers off and slams inside me in one powerful thrust. I scream again, forgetting all about our audience in the driver’s seat. Jase ravishes my mouth as he fucks me into the seat with my legs wrapped around his hips. We’re a bit cramped for space, especially with his strong body and long legs, but we make it work.
It’s not like it’s the first time we have fucked in a car. Though this is the first time anyone other than Chad has witnessed it.
Jase pulls up into a seated position, bringing me with him. My back is to the door as he ruts into me, holding the back of my head so it doesn’t slam against the window. Pivoting my hips, I rotate them to match his thrusts, but it’s not deep enough. I need to feel him nudging my womb. I crave him as deep as he can go. I want his seed deposited inside me when he comes. “From behind,” I pant, nipping at his lower lip. “I want you to fuck me really hard, Jase, and you can’t do it like this.”
He buries his face in my breasts, biting and sucking on them, before getting us into a new position. I’m on all fours with him behind me when he grabs my hips and drives inside me in one hard thrust. I scream, and Bree yells something at us, her words lost in the music. We are both too lost to lust to care anyway. Jase maintains a firm grip on my hips as he pounds into me. “Yes, baby,” I hiss, seeing stars when he shoves his dick real deep. “Fuck me harder, Jase. I want to feel you for days.”
He obliges without question, rutting into me like a wild beast. One hand goes under my body to grope my breast while he rocks into me. I push back, in sync with his movements, whimpering and moaning as I feel another orgasm cresting. The second Jase pinches my clit, I erupt into a frenzy of fireworks, my body arching and writhing as waves of heavenly bliss rip through my body, sending me into outer space.
Jase roars as his release hits, pressing his lips to the back of my neck as he spills inside me. He keeps fucking me as we come down from our high, only stopping when we collapse on the seat in a sticky, sweaty mass of limbs. Our joint ragged breathing trickles in the air as Bree lowers the music.
“Well, that was just awesome, assholes.”
My lips kick up at the obvious amusement in her tone.
