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I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I started to pull off, but he pressed my head back down onto it, forcing me to take it all back inside. “If you want to be a naughty girl who gives me car head, you’re gonna take it down your throat and swallow my cum. You hear me?” he growled.

He gripped my hair tightly, and the hand pressed deep inside my pussy slipped out. I whined at the loss of his fingers, but then he slapped my clit as if to demonstrate what would happen if I didn’t obey.

Holy shit!

Declan MacGregor just growled at me and slapped my clit. I’d only ever seen that in porn! I didn’t know men did that in real life. Or that I would like it so much. This wasn’t the Declan I lost my virginity to. That Declan had been a shy sixteen-year-old, who made sure we had lots of lube and foreplay. This Declan was rough and demanding. He was all man, and the part of me that liked being held down during sex appreciated the change.

He slid his fingers back inside me, and I moaned around his cock again when his deft digits curled up deep.

“You take it all. I should punish you for being so naughty, huh?” he purred.

I nodded on his cock, sliding him in and out faster as I felt his hips arch up to go deeper. His cock pulsed inside, and I knew he was close, but I kept going. Licking and sucking, doing my best to get him to come down my throat. Seconds later, he let out a long, low groan as he exploded into my mouth. I sucked it all down, enjoying every last drop of it. He pumped his fingers deep inside me at the same time, sending me over the edge of my own pleasure. But my cries were silenced because his dick was still in my mouth.

He stroked my hair and looked down at me while I slid his cock out of my mouth. He reached a hand down and stroked my bottom lip. “Such a naughty girl. Coming all over my fingers while my cock’s down your throat.”

I shouldn’t like him calling me a naughty girl, but I did. I loved it. I wanted to be his naughty girl. I didn’t know what sort of punishment he wanted to give to me, but it sounded exhilarating. Would he take me over his knee and spank me until I begged him to stop? Or would he face fuck me until I gagged on his cock again? Or maybe he’d tie me up for being so naughty. I liked all three possibilities. Chad never wanted to explore my fantasies. He tried once, but the cheap metal handcuffs had hurt too much, so we never tried it again. I only ever fulfilled those fantasies in the books I read, but never in my own bed.

Declan pulled his fingers from beneath my skirt, and I watched with my head still in his lap as he stuck his fingers in his mouth and sucked my cum off them. He did it one by one and closed his eyes as he tasted me for the first time in sixteen years.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I blurted out.

“Not hotter than you deep throating me in my car. You okay, love?” He smiled down at me and lovingly stroked my scalp where he had pulled my hair. It was sweet of him to check in after the intense orgasm we both had.

I nodded and moved so I was no longer lying in his lap, but sitting in the passenger seat next to him. My panties were a ruined mess of cum, and my hair was a wreck, but I hadn’t been that satisfied in a really long time.

No one had made me come like Declan MacGregor. Which was wild to think about. No one came with their high school boyfriend. The men you slept with after you lost your virginity usually knew what they were doing. But no one else knew me inside and out like the man who had been my best friend since the third grade.

Declan zipped his jeans back up and started the engine. I buckled myself into my seatbelt in the passenger seat as he drove off, neither of us speaking. I was too sexually satisfied to say anything, and all he did was finger me.

“I’m taking you home,” he said after a few minutes had passed.

“Okay,” I whispered.

“And then I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”

Oh. He meant his place.

“Okay.”

“Lila, tell me you want that.”

I nodded.

“Say the words, love. I need to know you want this.”

“Yes.”

We didn’t say anything else while he drove us back to Drakesville. This was a supremely bad idea, but my pussy had other ideas.

Chapter Eight

DECLAN

This was such a bad idea. I shouldn’t take my ex-girlfriend back to my apartment to fuck her like the heathen I was, but my horny brain didn’t care.

I had every intention of giving Lila a ride home and pretending she hadn’t kissed me on the zipper. Then she had to kiss me again in my car, and when she bent down and took my cock in her mouth, it was all over.

I wanted to do so many things to her tonight. Like take her over my knee and spank her for breaking my heart. Or tie her up and punish her with too many orgasms until she was a puddle of satisfaction. I didn’t think Lila was the type of woman who would agree to wrist restraints, no matter how much I wanted that.