“Then don’t say anything. She doesn’t even have to know,” Spencer purred, slipping her hand under my waistband to tease at my clit.
The second her fingers made contact, it was like all reason escaped me. I rocked my hips forward, letting her slip through my excitement with a groan.
This is a terrible fucking idea.
I wasn’t sure if I could handle any more of Dom’s wrath. But as Spencer plunged her fingers into my center, filling me with tremors of warmth, it was like I was seeing stars.
Fuck it.
I pulled her face closer to mine, crashing our lips together with the hope that enjoying Spencer’s pleasure would be worth suffering Dom’s pain.
80
KIERA
Once we started,there was no pumping the brakes. Spencer’s fingers made quick work of undoing me, making me quake and convulse against her palm as she filled me with wave after wave of pleasure.
As loath as I was to admit it, my argument with Dom had been a good warm up. But Spencer was bringing this home on her own merit entirely.
“Fuck, Kiera, you feel so fucking good…” she groaned, sinking her teeth into the base of my shoulder.
“Spencer,” I cried, throwing my head back as she licked up the side of my neck. “I need you…. I need you to?—”
I didn’t have to finish the request before her belt buckle clinked open, clearing the way for her to drop her pants and pull out her strap.
Sex with Spencer was always fervent. But the heat of this moment, the taboo of what we were doing, and our mutual frustration had us rocketing through in record time. “Bend over for me, Bunny.”
She slid her hands under my hips, guiding me as I flipped onto my stomach so my toes just barely touched the polished cement.
“Fuck, baby,” Spencer gave my ass a squeeze that made me whimper before sliding my sweatpants down my legs, revealing a lacy pink thong underneath. “Jesus, Kiera, are you trying to kill me?”
She kneeled behind me, letting her hands massage my ass as she kissed every inch of my cheeks before dragging her tongue roughly over the crotch of my thong.
“Ffffuck,” I whimpered, legs quaking as she teased me with her tongue.
Pulling my panties to the side, Spencer exposed my dripping wet pussy. I was still throbbing from the way her fingers had filled me when she pressed her tongue into me, flicking from my clit up to my entrance with ease.
“God, you’re delicious,” she groaned, sending vibrations through my core as she spread my legs wider.
“Oh, oh!” I whimpered, slamming my palm against the trunk as Spencer teased out my pleasure.
Fucking her always felt incredible, but the intensity of her movements was quickly bringing me to my peak. I was panting, moaning shamelessly as she held me against the car and had her way with me.
“Fuck, baby,” Spencer gave my clit a break, licking up my thigh instead. “I want you to finish on my cock…”
“Please,” I gasped, my back arching with desperation.
Chuckling at my enthusiasm, Spencer stood, wiping my excitement from her lips with the back of her hand before easing her strap between my thighs.
“God, you sound so pretty when you beg,” she purred, teasing my clit with her tip. “Say it again.”
“Please, Spencer…” I groaned, bucking back against her pressure. “Please, please, pl?—”
A gasp ripped from my chest, cutting the sentence short as Spencer plunged into my center with a growl. “Say it again.”
“Please!” I whined, skin prickling as she pressed deep into my center.
The sound of her filling me made my toes curl. I dragged my palm against the trunk, clawing for something, anything to brace myself against.
