The sounds of my slurping and his fingers fucking me fill the cab of the vehicle in a cacophony of lust and pleasure. We both increase our pace, and I can feel the intensity heating up between us.
“The guy in the car next to us is looking over here. I think he can see what we’re doing,” Remi says. I start to lift my head, but he takes his hand off the wheel long enough to push me back down on his erection. “Fucking suck it. Let him see what he’s missing.”
I’m about ten percent freaked out and ninety percent turned on by the thought, so I keep going, and so does Remi’s filthy mouth.
“I bet he’s going to cream his pants when he realizes I’m coming in your pretty little mouth.” A thrill runs down my spine as his fingertips drag across my G-spot, coaxing an orgasm to the surface. “Fuck yeah, baby. Clench that tight cunt around my fingers while I fill your throat with my cum.”
His dick swells in my mouth, and I reach down to cup his balls.
“The dude’s hand just disappeared from the steering wheel,” Remi updates. “I think he’s jerking himself off while watching us.”
I’m apparently some kind of pervert because that gets me off, and I come hard around his fingers, moaning on his cock as I somehow manage to keep my mouth pumping up and down.
“Fuck,” Remi grits out. His hips lift from the leather seat as simultaneous orgasms find us, and I feel the first spurt of his release against the back of my tongue.
I’m not sure how Remi manages to keep fingering me while also coming in my mouth and keeping the SUV on the road, but he does. Once we’re both spent, I pull off his softening dick and look up at him.
“Is the guy still watching?” I whisper, like someone can actually hear us.
He smirks and removes his hand from my pants, sticking his fingersin his mouth and lewdly cleaning them off with a whole lot of tongue. “There was no guy. I just thought it would get you hot.”
I gasp, but it quickly turns into a giggle as I sit up and tuck his penis back in his pants. “Who knew I had an exhibitionist streak?”
Remi winks. “Trust me. I know exactly what kind of little freak you are.”
Rolling my eyes, I refasten my seat belt just as Remi’s dashboard lights up with an incoming call from Antonio. He frowns and presses a button on his steering wheel to activate the speakerphone.
“Hey, Antonio.”
“Why do you sound out of breath? Were you working out?” the Irishman asks, and Remi bites his bottom lip, unable to hide his smile.
“No, just driving. Traffic is a bitch tonight.”
There’s a pause as Antonio attempts to work out why that would make his boss sound breathless. “Okay, whatever. I have a question for you.”
“Shoot.”
“Were you, by chance, dancing with a certain lovely redhead in the snack aisle of Target tonight?”
Grooves form on Remi’s brow. “Uh, yeah. Were you following me?”
“No, but someone caught you on video, and it just hit TMZ. They don’t know Mindy’s name yet, but it’s just a matter of time.”
I chew on my thumbnail as Remi sighs in resignation. “We knew that would be coming. Fucking vultures.” He drums his fingers on the steering wheel before saying, “The plan we talked about this week… go ahead and set that in motion immediately. I want you on Mindy. The other guy… what’s his name?”
“Noah.”
“Yeah, Noah can stick with me whenever I’m not with Mindy.”
“There’s already paparazzi outside your building, so make sure to use the garage. I’ll drive Mindy to the bakery in the morning and wait there for her. Then?—”
I cut off their little discussion about me. “Hi, Antonio. Do I get a say in any of this?”
“No,” they chorus.
“Alrighty then,” I drawl, crossing my arms over my chest.
“It’s for your safety,” Remi says gently, glancing over while he drags the backs of his fingers down my cheeks. I melt a little for him. “Some of them can get pretty aggressive. I thought since you knew Antonio, you’d feel more comfortable with him. Plus, I trust him more than anyone since he’s the best of the best, so I want him to stay close to you. I don’t mean to be bossy, but this is nonnegotiable, baby.”
