Logan
“Hey, Lo,” Ty greets when I answer his call. I’m sat in the passenger seat of the GTO working on the electrics, the dashboard laying in pieces that scatter the front seat and the foot well.
“Hey, what’s up, man?” I ask, my phone sandwiched between my cheek and my shoulder as I fiddle with the tiny wires. I forgot how fiddly these little bastards are when you have thick fingers like mine.
“You had a visitor at the shop this morning. Some dodgy lookin’ dude acting like he was the real deal.” My stomach drops. I know exactly who Ty’s referring to.
I drop what I’m doing and take my phone in my hand. “What did he want?”
“Wanted me to give you a message. Said he wanted me to ask you when he’s gonna get his money.”
Shit.
Has it been almost a month already?
“Okay, man. Thanks for letting me know,” I say with a sigh.
“Is everything okay, dude? I mean, this guy seemed totally off. You owe him or something?”
“It’s nothing for you to worry about, man. I’m fine. Promise.”
“Okay.” I can tell it in his voice that he’s not convinced. “You ever need anything, you let me know, alright?”
“Yeah. Thanks.” I hang up and toss my phone onto the seat beside me.
This is all I needed. With everything going on right now with the GTO and Amy, all this shit with this guy completely slipped my mind.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I never wanted to get into business with that nasty piece of shit, but I didn’t have a choice. I knew what I was getting myself into, I just wish I knew how to get myself out of it.
Because right now, I haven’t got a fucking clue.
I’m snapped from my thoughts when a soft, warm mouth presses against my cheek, and I look up to find Amy smiling down at me. “Having fun?”
“Tonnes,” I reply dryly. I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her down on top of me, sealing my lips over hers, and just like that, all my worries fade away. “I’d be having a lot more fun with your pussy wrapped around my dick.”
She grins wide. “That could be arranged.”
I grip her ass and drag her closer, her pussy grazing against my dick that’s just starting to harden and I rock her against me. “Fuck, I can’t think of anything else other than all the things I wanna do to you. I can’t concentrate.”
“Then tell me.”
I grip her chin and tug her closer so her nose is just brushing my own. “I want you above me, riding my dick like you do so well, I want you underneath me, your legs wrapped around my waist while I pound into that tight pussy of yours…” she gasps at my dirty words, but I know she loves it. “I want to bend you over the hood of this car, over my desk, tied down to my bed…Fuck.I want to have you in every way possible. I want your mouth, your tits, your pussy, your ass…Everything. Everything you’ll give me.”
She takes my mouth in a desperate, hungry kiss as her fingers dive into my hair, grinding her pussy into me.
God, this girl drives me crazy. I can’t get enough of her.
I cup her face and pull back a little. “Babygirl, as much as I want to fuck you every minute of every day, we need to get back to work or this car will never get finished.”
“Okay,” she says disappointedly. “So what are we doing?”
“Trying to fix the dials. I fucking hate electrics.”
“Yeah, you’re on your own with that one.” She presses a quick kiss to my lips before sliding off my lap and out of the car.
“You’re just gonna leave me to do this all by myself?” I ask.
